Title: A Beautiful Friendship
Spoilers: for Doctor Who 'The Shakespeare Code' but very slight :)
Rating: Blue Cortina for language and fighting
Summary:Five times Rose Tyler met Gene Hunt.
A/N: I am very very sorry this is so late. I bet that
catyuy is going to kill me! But I swear, things have been happening. Again, I abase myself. I promise to be good in the future. There's only one chapter left.
This here is
chapter one, and over here is
chapter two.
'Oi! Get out of me pub!'
Rose couldn't believe her ears. Did the barman really just say what she thought he said?
As the possessed Sam Tyler turned towards the other man, she guessed that she had.
The barman's eyes widened, but he stood his ground.
'D'ya hear me? Out!'
Sam tilted his head, his eyes flickering light and dark more slowly.
'*What did you say to Sammy?*'
'E said leave.' rasped Gene, still held tightly by the smoke.
The Sam creature looked confused, and the purple light of the smoke dimmed slightly. On a sudden impulse, Rose stepped forward to stand in front of him/it, quaking in her soul, but outwardly standing firm.
'That's right. Leave.'
The Doctor grinned suddenly. 'Oh yes Rose, that's it! Words, I should have known! Enians, distant relation to the Carrionites!'
'The what?'
'I'll tell you later, lets hope you never run into them.'
The Doctor turned back to the creatures.
'Come on now you bloody menaces! You heard the man, leave!'
'Leave.' Gene said, gasping slightly.
'Leave.' the Doctor said, looking it in the eye.
Then they were all chanting together
'Leave, leave, LEAVE!'
Sam let out a moan, clutching at his head, the flickering growing slower and slower. Falling to his knees, his mouth worked, trying to form a word.
'L ...leave!'
Gene fell to the floor with a thud as the creature let him go. Purple smoke swirled everywhere as Sam was on his knees screaming like the Bride of Frankenstein, at the eye of the storm. Then he turned his head, snarling at them, his eyes flickering slowly.
'** Stupid things! We've conquered earth, fire, and water! How can you beat us?!*'
'Well,' drawled the Doctor. 'You haven't conqured wind.'
He pulled out the screwdriver and pointed to the doors, which blew open in a gust of wind. It pushed through the pub, tearing at the smoke thing.
'*Horrible time lord! Nasty, bad, wicked Time Lord!*'
'Mmm, you'll never make friends that way.' the Doctor said mildly.
The smoke struggled, and then was blown away with a ear shattering wail. Without looking round, Rose rushed over to the DCI, where he'd fallen in a heap on the floor.
'Gene! I mean, Mr. Hunt, are you all right?'
Messaging his throat, he shook his head, coughing.
'Look to Tyler, m'fine.'
Rose looked over her shoulder and stiffened.
DI Tyler was gone. And...
'Where's the Doctor?!'
'Oh God, that was awful.' The Doctor tried to sit up and then fell back, groaning.
'Hey now, take it easy. Here.'
Something soft and leathery was pushed under his head.
'Thanks.'
'Least I could do, considering.' He opened his eyes to see Sam Tyler looking down at him concerned and nervous.
'Where are they?'
'The creatures? Gone, for now. They'll be back.'
The DI tapped sighed, rubbing his hands nervously.
'They've gone to..refuel I think. What you're, our team did took a lot out of them. I think they were desperate when they snatched you. Just barely hung onto me. Unfortunately. How did you do that thing, with the wind?'
'Simple atmospheric change. A child could do it.' The DI looked dubious.
'No, really. So, where are we?'
Sam gave him and hand and helped him stand up.
'Look down.'
The Doctor looked down, and down. And down. So that's what Manchester looked like from 2,000 feet up.
'Ah. Spaceship.'
'Suppose so. I think...we're in some kind of holding cell. Or something. I don't really know so much about this sort of thing.' He sat down, putting his head in his hands.
'Fuck.'
'Not to worry DI Sam Tyler.' he said jubilantly to the other man.
'With but a flick of my sonic screwdriver we'll..um.'
He frantically started to search through his other pockets.
'My screwdriver, I can't find my screwdriver!'
The DI sighed.
'So we're stuck here then. Fantastic.'
'Oh don't you start! If I hadn't come here, those Enians would be driving you mad!'
'And, now you are here, not only will they drive me mad, but probably you as well! And that girl, Rose. You're both walking paradoxes around here. I could hear them thinking it. How good you'd taste.'
'Well tell them that they shouldn't play with their food, it's bad manners.' sniffed the Doctor. That's what he's good at. Bravado and bluff.
'Don't worry Sam, we'll get out of this quicker then you can say Raxacoricofallapatorians.' I hope, he thought worriedly.
'They've taken the Doctor!' Rose ran to where he'd been.
'Great work there Tuppence,' Gene groaned as he sat up.
'And look what they've done to my pub!' said the barman, looking about in shock.
'Better that then yer head Nelson, eh?'
'Easy for you to say Mister Hunt. You're not th' one whose gotta clean it up!'
Gene waved a hand in his direction as he stood up.
'Where do you think you're going! You're not in any shape to stand, you're barely conscious.'
'Oh thanks for that news update Alastair Burnet. Don't suppose you've got the weather?'
Rose was about to make a retort when she spotted something glinting on the ground. She picked up the screwdriver.
'Oh God...' She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes.
'What will he...he can't...'
'Rose Tyler!'
A rasping voice hit her ears as two hands firmly grasped her arms as Gene glared at her.
'Now is not the time to fall apart! Now is the time for the Charge of the Light Brigade!'
'What?'
'The cavalry! Come on now, what do we do next.'
Rose looked down at the screwdriver.
'...Go back to the TARDIS. Try and use the database.'
'Great, fine. What's a TARDIS?'
Sam and and the Time Lord/Doctor sat together in the transparent ship's hold, staring at (or through) the clear walls. Hard to believe that he was going to loose his mind and his life, so far from his own home.
'What's a Time Lord? I thought you were a Doctor?' Sam asked suddenly, trying to distract himself. The Doctor snorted.
'Haven't you heard of multi-tasking? Can't I be both? You're human and a policeman after all.'
'You're avoiding the question.'
'Time Lords: a race of beings who can travel through space and time as well as manipulate it.'
'Oh brilliant, a race of time meddlers.' He smirked at as a hurt look crossed the aliens face.
'I don't "meddle". I..traverse.' he said, pouting.
'Right. Pardon me if I seem a little skeptical, but the first thing that happened when you showed up here was I was possessed by aliens who wanted to eat my brain.'
'But they were always there! Ever since you fell through the rift!'
'Since I what!'
'Fell through the rift? Is there something wrong with human hearing? You all have a tendency to repeat anything that's said.'
'What rift?'
The alien sighed, rolling his eyes upwards.
'..This may take a while.'
'Oh this is the TARDIS. You never said before.'
'Well I was thinking about other things before wasn't I.' Rose fiddled with the controls and then swore under her breath.
'I don't know how to work this thing!'
'Never let the bird drive, too right.'
She glared at him.
'If he had let "the bird" drive, I might know what to do! I can unlock doors and stuff with this thing,' she waved the screwdriver. 'But it can't help me access a data base know can it?'
'Why you askin' me? Not like I know about no bloody da da base.'
'Data base.'
'Yeah that an all. Are you gonna find them or what?'
She slammed her palms down on the control board in frustration.
'How!'
'Wave yer arms up and down, use bloody morse code! Ask the damn computer, do something! Better then doing nothing at all! Better then giving up!'
This man...why did she like him, he was a menace!
'You're a total misanthrope you know.'
'Yeah that's right. Gimmie a banana and I'm cockahoop.'
'What? Look, never mind. This isn't getting us anywhere. We've got to think.'
'Like how can we get into the brain of yer rocket ship?'
She bit her lip. 'Maybe if we ask nicely?'
'Ask nicely?' Gene said in disbelief.
'What, like "oh please please miss computer whatsit, won't you tell us where to find Tyler and your boyfriend 'cause you're so gorgeous".'
There was a low purring hum and the screen on the right of them lit up.
'You did it!' Rose was gleefully delighted.
Although she did feel a little hurt. After all, she known the TARDIS longer.
'Well, the Gene Genie has his charm.'
He looked around suspiciously.
'This flying saucer a bird then?'
'The Doctor does call the TARDIS she.' Rose smiled.
'Bloody nora. A typewriter's got a crush on me.'
He walked over to join her by the screen.
'So what does it say then?'
She hummed thoughtfully as she sucked on a strand of hair. 'It's showing us a map of the city, highlighting this part right here.'
She pointed to the spot on the map.
'Must be where the rift is. Is this far from here?'
'Hop skip and a jump. Funny thing...that's where Tyler had his accident. Samantha that is, not you.'
'What accident?'
'Was hit by a car on his way here. Even then he was a blinking space case.'
She turned to face him, hands on hips. 'Don't you believe us yet?'
'Oh I believe you. But that's only 'cause I've gotta be trotting of me track.'
'Well are we going to just stand here or are we going to go get them?'
'Oh that's right David, just waltz into the lions den. Pour some HP sauce over y'self as well, make it easier.'
'No need to be so sarcastic.'
'Excuse me love, but I'm not going to let a slip of a girl like you wander in there willy nilly without even a plan.'
He looked into the distance, narrowing his eyes.
'What we need, is need backup.'
Sam raised his head, his eyes shifting back and forth.
'It's coming back.' He stood up, pushing against the wall.
'Oh God, I thought I could do this, but I can't, I can't! Don't let it do this to me!'
The Doctor looked at him miserably.
'I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.'
Sam paced up and down.
'I can't let this happen, I can't!'
The Doctor stood up and hugged him tightly.
'Hang in there Sam, it's all right. Our friends will find us.'
He held onto the other man as he sobbed into shoulder. Then there was a smell of burning flowers and the air grew thick. He could feel Sam change, the desperate arms growing stiff and hard under his hands.
'*Let go of Sammy.*'
The Doctor did so carefully, stepping back.
'So. This is it then eh? You finish eating his soul and then what?'
'*You. And your pretty friend. You two stink of the rift.*'
'Oh you can't drive a Time Lord mad. Can't be done.' he bluffed.
'*Sammy thinks you smell like lies.*' said the creature wearing Sam's body. It smiled with teeth that seemed too white and sharp all the sudden.
'Really? I took a shower just this morning.'
The Sam/Enian lashed out with it's hand, grabbing his throat with inhuman strength, lifting him off his feet.
'*Is it true about Time Lords?*'
'What, that they give you indigestion?' he gasped.
'*That you have lots of lives. You die and come back.*'
The hand squeezing him flexed.
'*If Sammy kills you, you'll come back? All that energy...so tasty.*' It licked it's lips.
'Nah, I'm as bitter as a lemon me.' he gasped, wincing slightly at the pressure.
'*Lets find out.*'
He tried to use his hands to pry the cold fingers away from his throat, only to have them pinned with Sam's free arm. The creature looked gloatingly into his face, licking it's lips as it squeezed tighter and tighter...
Then the his bypass kicked in and blessed air flowed into his lungs.
'*Rahhhha! No fair! No cheating Time Lord!*'
The purple smoke filled his eyes, his mouth. He could feel it flowing over his face until he and the Enians were encased in a bubble of it.
'*Breathe and choke and die! Then Sammy will feast.*'
Desperately, he kicked out with his feet, finally managing to push the creature off balance.
'I think you'll find that Time Lords aren't that easy to kill.' he rasped, messaging his throat.
The Sam/Enian backed up, then looked down, grinning.
'*Oh look, someone's come to play with Sammy boy.*'
The Doctor looked down and saw, far far below,Rose, walking into the empty lot below them. His hearts froze in his chest. The Sam creature smirked.
'*If something happened to her, would you go mad?*'
Concluded
here.