Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2012 08:27:48 -0500 (EST)
From: J
Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse, and Jeremy 114

Two naked boys have spears. Juxtaposing between dick shafts and spears. A
muscular naked, well built, blond man had a spear, too. "Cum on, boys
cannot do men!"

"Die muther fucker!"  "DIE!" The two boys thrust the spears into the man's
navel and pierced it. They laughed. The man buckled and his dick sprang and
spurt. The blond man felt good...and bad at the same time. It tingled
throughout his belly as his navel was smushed from the spears rocketing
into it and out the back wall. It resonated from his belly button to the
rest of him, circumferencing outward but within. He felt manly, he felt
macho and he felt life. Life ebbing out of him as his two boys smirked,
made victory faces, and even bit their lower lips as they plunged and
grunted.

A woman, on the ground, yelled, "NOOOOOO!"

"No," Omm told Rem and Rom, "I don't wanna...I'm not sure. I'm not
ready..."

"You are a very healthy specimen. Broad shouldered. Able chest, protruding
nipples. Curvy hips, taut belly, tight abs of 12, thick hunky
legs... Mathematically...a male your own age..."

"Can you please," Omm smiled friendly, "Shud yup with the math already?"
He had to admit the way the twins from Earth talked about him, made him
...grow in that special place. He tried not to look at the twin's crotches,
for he was sure they were growing there as well. He wanted to have sex with
them, with Cal, with Call, with Grim, with Gram...but for some reason, he
couldn't. He just didn't want to and he wanted to, at the same time.

"Yes, when you are ready, you are ready," Rem smiled at him and then at
Rom.

"Wish when you are, you'd cum find us," Rom said, sad.

"I...I will."  Omm said.

Omm was thinking about this. That happened not long ago. Before he met
Jesse. And Jeremy. And the Doctor. For him, that all happened...

PREVIOUSLY... (accompanied by music from the recap of THE EMPTY CHILD from
THE DOCTOR DANCES opening)

"Jeremy," Jesse picked up a baby monster, "Aggedor. These are baby
Aggedors."

"There were no more Aggedors, somehow, someone's brought mommy dearest
there from the future, there's artron energy all over her..."

The mother picked up her head and looked at them.

"A body!"  Jesse gasped.

They stooped to examine the body. The Doctor looked, "He's...a Time
Lord...and he's...dead."

"Jesse, run!"  The beast swipes the sonic screwdriver from his hand and the
Doctor stares at it but runs, following Jesse and Jeremy!

Aggedor runs at them, claws swiping, roaring!

Omm: "My parents were important officials here once. They've left to go on
another of their peace missions, to Sorsa, I think. Always feudin' with the
bloody Thargons as my mother would say."

Doctor: "Your mom, she was named Erimem, was she not?"

"She was not."  Omm said, "In fact, though, I think both my mother and my
father knew you, Doctor. They left me here with my friends, the kings."

"Kings?" The Doctor asked.

Omm: "Yes, they're twins. I believe their mother's name was Erimem. Or
their grandmother. I am not clear on that, however."

The Doctor pointed at the one in the green thong, "Remus!"  The he pointed
at the one in the red thong, "Romulus!"

Doctor: "Let me make it chronologically clear. Erimem married a gay
man. The man couldn't or rather wouldn't give her babies. So when this part
of Peladon was whisked away to Gallifrey, where we now are...I'll have to
get it all back in place again...she went out to find someone who could
give her a baby. Found that tribe...had a baby or two, twins in fact, but
she got them back here to grow up but she herself never came
back...something happened to her and the twin boys, now grown up, left to
find her and..."

Jesse: I know, I'm that way, silly. Silly old me. Wanna fuck?"


Omm: "I am half reptile on my father's side."

Jesse: "Did you hear me? Wanna fuck?"

"It is I, Chair Man. Your highnesses...Oh OMM!"  The old man looked up, "I
am so sorry. Shall come back later."  The old man moved backward, staring
and then tried not to.  He left.

Comm: "As a matter of fact, NO, on my father's side. Omm and I share our
mother's name Stacy Townsend."

"That was a companion of mine!" The Doctor turned, "Omm, your father was
Ssard?"

Omm: "Yes, Doctor."

Comm: "I have already used it on the loyal royal guardsmen who lay dying in
the hall, their belly buttons steaming from being penetrated by it and by
the Sword of Truth...I have it all. I have the Chalice outside, I have the
Sword, I have the Lance... I have the Crown..."

Jeremy: "I don't know who you are but if you take one move toward Jesse, or
any of the others here, you're gonna have the fist of Jeremy...right on
your kisser."

Comm said, "KILL THEM ALL INCLUDING MY BROTHER AND THE DOCTOR!"  Seconds
after that command, the guards men moved at the seven with their spears
pointed forward. Comm moved at them with the huge sword!

"No sense waiting!"  Jeremy leaped into action. Jeremy kicked Ludwig's leg
and then with a double fist punched his face, swings him into another
guard, and drop kicked another two. As Comm ran at Omm, the Doctor tripped
him and made a gesture as if he took an imaginary or invisible hat off his
head and put it back on. The Sword of Truth fell and slid out of the
redhead's hand and slid across the white tiled floor. Jesse smashed a
guard's head into the pinball machine. Cal and Call stab their spears into
guards' unprotected bellies.

Running to him, Jesse grabbed Omm's broad shoulders and moved him to behind
the pinball machine, "Omm, get over here!"

Comm kicked one of his own guards and grabbed his sword and ploughed it
into the young man's muscular belly, tipping it into the navel, "Get outta
my way! AND I need that!"  He pulled the sword out and turned to see The
Doctor in front of him. "NOW, YOU DIE FIRST DOCTOR!"

"I warned you, Comm!"  Jeremy was in front of Comm in one second and gave
him a punch with a fist that left his chest, propelled from chest by arm
and a close body elbow. He punched Comm right in the mouth. Comm fell and
groaned but his hand found the fallen Lance of Aggedor. He stood up quickly
as Cal used his own spear to punch holes in many guard's belly buttons. A
half dozen already lay dying and moaning to death from stabs given to them
by Cal and Call.

The Doctor was yelling, "Stop this slaughter!"

"And I promised you a cold death, blond Earth boy!!"  Comm raised the lance
toward Jeremy's navel and was ready to thrust it. It already laid on the
boy's navel skin. One thrust...

Call tossed his spear. It landed directly into Comm's navel and went out
his back. He dropped the lance and it felt good leaving Jeremy's
navel. Comm grabbed the shaft in his own belly button. Omm gasped from
behind Jesse, "NO!"

Comm sank to his knees but stumbled back up. Jeremy moved away. Jesse
turned away and turned Omm away, too. Jeremy gasped, "Oh GOD!" He turned to
the Doctor, "Isn't there anything we can do?"

Comm tried to walk. The men of his that were still alive, dropped their
swords but a few were still stabbed down by Cal who was still using his
spear and caught in blood lust. The Doctor grabbed Cal's spear and flung it
to the floor. "I'm sorry, Jeremy. I think it's far far too late to do
anything now."

"I...I...I...the pain..."

"I can help," Call came to Comm and put both hands on the shaft and shoved
it in deeper. Comm's dick shot out of his thong and spat white cum. "Comm
cum. Cum Comm. You die well...and happy."

"Oh my god," Jeremy turned away. The Doctor came to him.

Call stuck the spear and twisted and churned in Comm's navel. Comm gasped
and looked at Call and smiled. He then went wide eyed. Call yelled a
victory yell and unstuck Comm's belly and a loud sound of spear point
leaving meat sluckered about. Comm buckled and tried to keep
standing. Ludwig came to him and used a sword to stab him down. Comm fell,
a look of shock on his face at Ludwig's betrayal. "I should never have
followed him. I am ready to take my punishment."

"Put them in the cells until we can figure out what to do about their
disloyalty," Rom said, taking charge.

As Cal and Call lead the few surviving guards and Ludwig over to the doors
to leave, two claws came at them and ripped Ludwig's chest open and
descended to his abs and ripped them open and moved around inside. Ludwig
screamed and the monster tore out of him and his intestines came out and
fell on the floor. "GET BACK!"  The Doctor yelled. Cal, Call, and some of
the guards moved back. Aggedor struck one who was not fast enough and
nearly beheaded him. The Doctor ran to push some of the guards and Call out
of the way, "I said get back!"

"Doctor!" Jesse ran from Omm toward the Doctor.

"Stay back!"

Jeremy was already behind the Doctor. "DOCTOR!"

The Doctor gasped, "Yon hairy beastie!"  The hairy beast was in the throne
room now and the first one nearest it was the Doctor. Jeremy behind him and
Jesse behind him. "Terrible last words!"  He reached down to find a weapon
and his hand found the Sword of Truth but he hesitated. Aggedor comes right
up to the screen, roaring and clawing its way at them!

"DOCTOR!"

STING into the 9th Doctor opening theme...


TARDIS twirls down a blue and white and red corridor. The ribs of it pass
along, many holes passing. It emerges out of a blue corridor and spins to
face a red hole and stops. It then starts down the red corridor again and
we see...

Chris Eccleston...

More vortex...

Jeremy Sumpter...

More vortex...

Jesse McCartney...


The Doctor reached for the Sword of Truth but his left hand hovered over
it. Jeremy wondered what he was waiting for.

TITLE: CHANGES...AND NOT A MOMENT TOO SOON...


He lunged forward, keeping his head low for Aggedor was swiping the air,
trying to claw anything that got in its way. Jesse pushed Omm back, "Stay
back!"  And made a running leap.

"Aw, fuck it!"  Jesse has said and made a running leap. He jumped, feet up
and sideways as he drop kicked right into Aggedor's body.

Omm yelled, "Jesse, no!"

Jesse rolled out of the way but the monster was down. It quickly
recovered. Jeremy moved to grab the sword on the floor but the Doctor put
his right hand out and with surprising strength, pushed Jeremy back, "No,
Jeremy, it's too dangerous! I'll do it! See to Jesse!!"

Jeremy was bewildered but that one name, Jesse, made him spring back toward
the fallen lover. Jesse had quickly recovered. "Guess I didn't help matters
much!"

"It's after us now!"  Jeremy gasped.

The Doctor swung the Sword of Truth at the hairy beast and it turned from
the recovering Jesse and Jeremy, who were crouched down. The Doctor used
both hands to swing. Omm yelled, "Doctor, it's too dangerous for you. Only
a streaked Peladonian..."

Call ran forward but stopped short as Aggedor's claw swiped the air, high
up this time and almost took his chest. He fell backward. Cal, his twin
brother attacked with his spear but Aggedor, off balance from the Doctor's
attack, clawed, out of control. Cal fell back but the claw swiped as his
belly. With Cal moving backward, a large scratch from Aggedor's longest
claw made a long line of red on his belly just above his hot innie
navel. He fell back. Omm grabbed him from behind and pulled him out of the
way.

"Taste my virtuous steel!"  The Doctor said.

Jesse mimicked the Doctor's words without saying them out loud but looking
at Jeremy he repeated "Taste my virtuous steel?"

"I know you're making fun of me, Jesse."

"You wouldn't have it any other way."

"From behind my back? You're right."  The Doctor hit the sword right into
Aggedor's chin and swiveled the sword from the hilt. The Doctor had a look
of pain on his face and Jeremy thought it wasn't just because he was
killing or using violence.  The Doctor used the Sword of Truth to knock its
face off.

Jeremy gasped, "It's a robot!"

Jesse asked, "Didn't they do that on WONDER WOMAN?"

Jeremy added and pointed, "Oh and THE BIONIC WOMAN?"

"And..."

"Will you two shut up?!"  The Doctor yelled, "I'm doing my thing here!"

"I'm gonna do your thang later," Jesse yelped, "If you win, that is."

"Yeah and knowing him, even if you don't..."

"Thanks for that, the vote of confidence."

Omm ran to Call and held Cal under one arm, "He can't do that! The longer
he holds that Sword..."

The Doctor was in pain. "Not so bad..."  He winced and the next shot by the
robot monster knicked his side and tore his leather jacket, "That's torn
it!"  He fell back as the thing lunged at him again. The Doctor fell onto
his back but waved the sword at the monster, partially driving it back from
him.

Call ran to the Doctor and grabbed the Sword out of his hands. The Doctor
slid himself backward and smiled a big grin that made his ears seem small
by comparison. "You must help yourselves."

Call swung the sword again and again and the head of the beast came off,
sparking. Revealed wires beneath were also sparking but the thing moved
forward. "Kill the kings!"  A voice said from the hallway.

Jesse sprang up again and moved to the hallway and saw the Chair Man on the
radio. "You know, we can hear you from the Throne Room."

"Damn! I thought it was sound proof!"

"The doors are open, blue balls," Jesse said.

"Aggedor!" the Chair Man called on the radio, "Kill the blond one!"

"There's like four of us who are blond ones. You're not very bright are
you?"  Jesse said and picked up a decorative stone chair that was in the
hallway and threw it as the radio hand, "Hey, chair man, have a chair,
man."  The chair hit the man's hand and broke the radio but it also
careened into his face and body. He fell and was unconscious.

Jesse opened his mouth as three figures rushed passed him. One was an
elegant but older woman in blue leather warrior gear and a severe haircut
of brown hair. The two twin boys that rushed past him before her were
totally naked and were very hot blond boys. He ignored the woman. One blond
boy picked up the Lance and the other picked up the crown from where it
fell off Comm's dead body.

The Doctor called, "Call I call to thee..."

Jeremy ran to the Doctor and helped him up, "Doctor, stop fooling
around..."

"Aim for the mid chest! That is its heart!"  The Doctor yelled.

Call stabbed the heart. From behind a naked and well hung blond boy, a 12
piece set of abs, stabbed the back of the monster and drove the Lance
through it. The other one that entered from behind him tossed the crown
like WONDER WOMAN would toss her tiara or XENA would throw her chakram. In
other words, it became a weapon and cut the robot off at the legs,
literally. The robot tried to fall but was held by sword on one side and
lance on the other but without full legs, it was suspended in the air. Call
withdrew and so did the new naked stud. Their hair was longer than the
twins and they had streaks in their hair. "Mother, the streaks, they just
came."

Jesse moved up to them and put a hand out to shake, "So did I...double
time..."

"It's an Earth custom," Erimem said, "I learned it from the Doctor."

"Par my soul," the Doctor moved to the woman and hugged her. The boys stood
back but look as if they wanted to stab the Doctor. The woman went wide
eyed. "It's Erimem, surely it's Erimem!"

"You can and must only be the Doctor," Erimem said, "Peri once told me of
your changes."

"Just like a woman," Jesse murmured and shook the hand of the other twin.

Erimem moved away from the Doctor, "Let me look at you! A noble brow...a
fine set of...oh never mind."

"What?"

"Hand to hold the screwdriver in."

"And ...ears."

Erimem smiled, "Whatever do you mean? I meant a set of something else."

"Ahh, yes, they have super powers."  He nudged his nose.

"Do your ears have super powers, too?"

"Now, you're just being facetious," he held out his arm.

She took his arm and lead him to her boys, "My sons, the rightful heirs to
Peladon...Grim, Gram."

They bowed to the Doctor and on one knee. "No need, no need," the Doctor
smiled.  "Just through flowers."

"Our mother has told us of your many encounters on our planet. You have
saved it a number of times and in any number of different bodies and each
time with a low body count."

"Yes, well, thanks, Grim, is it?"  The Doctor smiled, "I appreciate
that. Now, Jesse, Jeremy, we really should be going. Now where have those
two boys gone off to?"

 "Perhaps to secure the TARDIS," Erimem smiled, "How is it?"

"Ahh, well, good, good."

"And Peri?"

"Ahh, well, she's a long story, that."

"Doctor, I have a present for you," Erimem smiled, "Come this way."

As everyone piled out of the room, the Doctor stopped and bent, only Call
and Cal around, "Poor Ludwig," The Doctor said quietly as he stooped to
examine if the and found guard was alive or dead him dead.  "I'm soon to
join you..."  Call and Cal looked at each other.

"We'll get the cleaners to clean this place up," Call said.

"You do that," the Doctor stood and put a hand on Call's shoulder, "There
was no need to kill Comm, you know. Blatant violence won't be tolerated!"
He pointed at Call with his free hand.

"Keep calm Doctor."

"Calm?! I am calm!"  The Doctor put another hand on Call's other shoulder,
"Aoh, you have nice shoulders. But anyway, thank you. You saved us all."
He turned to look at Cal, "As for you...lemmesee that..."  He looked at
Cal's wound. "A flesh wound, not even. A mere scratch."

"Kiss it and make it better?"

"A warrior can ask that?"  The Doctor then realized what he meant, "Ahhhh,
if I do that, now, I'll never get out of here."

Call nodded, "He shall wear it as a pride of a warrior."

"Yes," the Doctor said, "So..." he almost fainted. "So will I...next time,
aye?"

"Goodbye, Doctor," Call kissed the Doctor's lips. The Doctor held both
sides of the pretty boy's cheeks and responded in kind. Cal watched,
patiently as they kissed for several minutes. Then it was his turn.

After they were done kissing, about 16 minutes later, the Doctor cleared
his throat and went out into the hallway. "Oh, forget poor Ludwig, poor
K9...I'm sorry, K9, I forgot."

"Memory of humanoids impaired."  K9 said, "Guard duty proved hazardous this
time. Impervious to my lasers. Two of them stood on the door frame above
and dropped it over me from above me."

The white dog of metal was under a metallic silver colored net. The Doctor
bent down and put hands to it, but it would not move, "Heavy composition
change as it fell, aye?"

"Affirmative master, weighted down by change," K9 affirmed.

"I know the feeling," the Doctor murmured and took out the sonic
screwdriver from his leather jacket, "I'll soon have ye out of there, K9,
don't you worry none."

"Not worried none," K9 intoned, "Double negative."

"Blimey. Oh K9, love. Glad nothing happened to you. Can't go saving the
world but lose you."  K9 floated up above him in no time and the Doctor put
the sonic back in his pocket. "Now, second things first..."

"But not in that order."

"You're learning, K9, that's a good sign and..."  he reached up and pet the
dog's under neck, "And you're a good boy! Aren't you, now?"  K9 moaned and
the Doctor cleared his throat, "Yes, well, now...as I say, first things
second..."  He moved off. K9 shook his head sideways to indicate "no."


In the bed chambers, Grim had a knife and showed it up at Gram's face. Gram
smiled as Grim moved closer and closer to him, knife raised. They moved
very close together and Grim and Gram's faces met. They nuzzled each
other's noses, free hands moved on each other's bodies, hand on back, lower
and upper, rounding to front, sides, ribs...Kissing. Soft murmurs of
fondness and pleasure...

They teased each other's cheeks and lips with their mouths...

Jesse rounded a corner of the darker hallways, the older hallways. He put
his hands on the stone wall and asked himself, "Where did those two go to?"

He soon found his way to the newer white hallways and passed an older
guard, who wore almost nothing but a cod piece and who held a spear. "Well,
hullo, handsome. Know where I can find the kings?"

The handsome man with the traditional Peladonian frizzy hair and streaks,
merely looked at him. Jesse smiled and then looked away and raised his
hand, "I'll tell you what...I'll find it meself..."

The guard grunted. The guard nodded toward an even whiter hallway. Jesse
touched the man's abs, "Thanks. You don't say much, do ya?"

He moved off toward the white hallway and went back to the throne room and
the doorway that lead to the bed chambers...He wondered if he dared open
it...another Peladonian traditional but great looking guard came up behind
him...with sword drawn...wearing little but the chest piece, a thong, and
knee and shoulder pads as well as the traditional helmet, boots, and cross
suspenders...

Inside, Grim used the knife sideways to line it along Gram's body, starting
at his hip and making a line up his hip, past the bone. Gram felt tingly as
it hit funny bone, continued along the hip bone and just above, hit an
erogenous zone. He almost jumped with joy, literally. Grim lined Gram's
chest with the knife, moving it from underarm to shoulder, tickling his
brother but then from there, moving it down the pec, trimming the
nipple. The point was pressing into Gram's nipple. He laughed. His penis
reacted, too. It seemed to grow and get more and more excited but at times,
it seemed to deflate, only to get turned on again by his brother using the
knife to line his other pec and nipple and then quickly pressing it into
skin as he moved it down rib to abs. All the while the boys looked at the
knife as well as looking into each other's eyes and smiling. And nodding.

Gram laughed. Grim laughed. Grim nodded. Gram nodded. Grim put that point
directly into Gram's navel and perpendicular. He twisted it a bit. Grim
tightened his abs.

Gram took control of the knife, gently wresting it from his brother's
strong hand, nuzzling his own navel as he did so, feeling the point nubbing
against his innards inside his navel. He did the same thing to his brother
that his brother did to him.

Jesse turned, feeling someone behind him. "Gosh guard, you're hot!"  He saw
the guard's intent, "No, no, sir, I'm one of the friends of the kings..."

The guard advanced. Jesse didn't wait. He ducked as sword swung at his
head. He also rushed forward, grabbed the bigger man's sides and pulled the
man toward him, bringing up his knee. Which hit the guard's thong and made
him crumple. "Should have worn protection or a cup or someth...aaahhhh!"
Jesse gasped as the man recovered quicker than he thought he would and
swung the sword, slashing Jesse's shirt at his chest. Jesse jumped back as
a second slash made a second huge cut at his belly. Jesse looked at his
"wound" and found the shirt slashed. He found his back to the door. He put
his hands up, "I'm telling you! I'm a friend to the kings!"

Gram's dick matched his brother's...vein for vein, girth for girth, length
for length. They were leaned up against each other's. They held each other,
parted at times to look down at the progress of the blade on body. Lining
the navel was next. Gram circled the navel, pressed beneath it, and then
outlined the ridge before jabbing into navel. He didn't break blood but
wanted to. Felt the urge to, as Grim felt when he was in control. The dicks
that touched, lined on the outer shaft, dripped pre cum in all directions.

Mouths on each other, moving in all directions, tongue action and heavy
breathing, Gram still managed to say, "What we need is another knife...so
we can at the same time.."

Grim took a knife and nudged it between their touching flesh. Gram looked
down at it as knife met knife, dick met dick. "Where'd you get that?"

"You don't wanna know," Grim smiled and added, "What we need is one of the
three hot new cumers..."

As if on cue, the door knock came. They said, "CUM" and almost did. The
door opened.

The guard had Jesse by his arms, holding them behind his back, "Does this
belong to you?"

Sheepishly, Jesse smiled, "Hiya guys. Call him off, will ya?"

Grim moved forward, concealing the knife in his hand and hiding it along
his upper wrist and arm. He looked at the torn shirt and nudged his mouth
against Jesse's chin.

"Didn't expect that so soon but I always go with the flow..."  Jesse looked
down at Grim's dick head which spurted white cum, "...and wadda flow..."

The spurt landed on his bare stomach, bare now thanks to his ripped
shirt. Gram joined his brother and the two of them pressed into Jesse with
their own bodies but stopped to use their mouths to rip the rest of his
shirt off. All the while, the loyal guard held Jesse and all four moved to
and fro as the twins ministered their sex moves on Jesse. Jesse had no
control whatsoever.

"Boys, boys, I usually like some control and have none..."

They ignored him.

"And...I think I like it."  Jesse gasped as he felt their mouths tear off
his upper shirt, feeling their saliva on his cold skin, which quickly
warmed. The shirt dropped from the front, revealing more of Jesse's flesh,
more of his tanned pecs and then finally fell off completely. The two then
moved, almost as one, to his lower shirt, which clung on at the back. It
was mere seconds before their mouths teased and graced Jesse's navel, and
all around it. The shirt almost forgotten no longer clung but fell,
forgotten.

One of the boys clicked fingers behind Jesse's back and the guard removed
one hand from Jesse's wrists, managing to hold the pop star as tight as
possible with all the movement as bodies pressed and he tried to counter so
that Jesse and he were still as ever. His own body, at times moved against
Jesse's rear and he could not help but have his own penis engorged with
blood and pre cum nearly betrayed him...not that the Kings would mind. His
thong no longer did its job and betrayed him. With his newly freed hand, he
circled round, undid Jesse's belt, his hand hitting the Kings' mouths and
shoulders at times as they ministered to Jesse's belly and lower regions,
following a very slight hair trail even further down...nudging at Jesse's
waist band...

"Knew I shouldn'ta worn underwear. Tried it today for the first time,"
Jesse breathed breathlessly. "Like to go commando or none at
all...it...OHHhhahhahh...that feels..."

Grim nodded. The guard, having pulled Jesse's pants down, let go of the
teen and then moved backward, out of the room. Before he did, he could not
resist kissing Jesse's left ear and licking it. Jesse giggled at that. The
guard also reached down to Jesse's dick, the head of which, while up and
nearly cumming, nudged somewhat confused on the top of his jeans, making it
even harder and semi-deflated and semi flated! The guard gave it two jerks
before leaving. Grim and Gram smiled at him, at each other and at Jesse.

The guard shut the door and reached below his own thong and finished
himself off, spurting over his own slightly hairy chest and belly. He
opened his mouth as the second boisterous spurt launched. He caught it in
his own mouth and swallowed graciously.

Behind him was the door. Inside the bed chambers, Grim pushed Jesse toward
the bed, a pink motif throughout the room, including the huge bed, Grim
pushed him onto. "Luv the pink, luvs. Milk it..."  he looked down at his
own dick, "...for all its worth, sons!" Soon, enough his clothes were off
and he was as naked as they. Jesse was pushed onto the bed but behind him,
on the bed, was Gram, naked and looking all oily and sweaty and on his
knees on the bed. Jesse's back hit Gram's front. "That's..."  Jesse
couldn't finish as Grim mounted the bed...and him and pushed his back
down. Gram sort of knee-walked over Jesse's face and his enormous dick
stuck down. Jesse shrugged and began to wet the dick slit with his mouth,
nipping at it, licking it..sort of, at first, and then as Gram lowered
himself, full on sucking it in that spot. Gram was over him now, his balls
dangling on either side of Jesse's nose.

While that was happening, Grim was kissing all around Jesse's lower region
and then up to around his waist, including and ending on his navel. Jesse
was not aware of it but Grim also had a small knife in his right hand and
put it against Jesse's skin, just above the hip. Jesse squirmed but
laughed, "That's cold! Feels good against my hot hot hot flesh. Hot for you
both!"

"Shut up and suck!"  Gram shoved his whole lower region down onto Jesse's
face and Jesse eagerly took the long shaft into his mouth.

Grim left for a moment and came back and shoved an ice cube into Jesse's
mouth. "Hey, that's cold, too!"

"Feels ga...oh...garata! Great! It feels great! Great!"  Gram arched his
back, "That cold on hot! Oh and your mouth is totally the hot!"

Jesse took his mouth away from the dangling dick, which was dripping pre
cum. Jesse gasped through the ice cube, "I aim to please! Fack my mouth
then!"

Grim looked up at Gram and furrowed his eyebrows. Behind him, Gram also
held a small knife. He took it and bent over Jesse...



>From one of the towers, the Doctor looked out a huge eight foot window
which had frames across it. He saw past the mountains to see the towering
Tomb of Rassalon, "We're on Gallifrey. That settles it."  The Doctor looked
to his side, "No one to..."  he looked up at K9, "We're on Gallifrey,
That's the Tower in the Death Zone, remember it?"

"Negative, Master. I was not there on your previous ventures to the
zone. Do YOU remember?"

"Oh, shut up, K9!" He turned and ran down a hundred steps. K9 flew faster
and after him.


Gram put the knife onto Jesse's chest, flat. "That's cold, too! You two
sure like it rough..."  He looked up, taking the dick in both hands,
reaching up. Below him, Grim, who had been sucking on Jesse's nipples and
had his cheek pressed to the knife now so that the knife was between his
cheek and Jesse's chest, looked up. Jesse felt Grim's dick on his neck,
dripping.  "Hey, you two aren't...you aren't like, into leaving marks on
your lovers are you?"

"Marks?"

"Scars? I'm not really into that stuff. I mean I like it a little rough
like any other gay guy but I'm not into being wounded ...you know
permanently."

"No, we're not gonna wound you," Gram smiled from above.

Jesse rose up and took his hands and put them on Grim's front and moved him
aside. "Let me..."  He turned onto his hands and knees, "Do it this way
then..."  he began to suck Gram again and Gram took his knife and put it on
Jesse's upper ribs, holding it down and under. Jesse sucked but took the
knife away, "Okay, that's gotta go, seriously. It's just a little too...you
know spookin me out."

"Whatever you say," Gram said.

Jesse gasped as the ice cube almost melted totally in his mouth. "But you
know you're both hot so if you agree..."

"We aaahhhh ...agree," Gram said as Grim followed. Both were totally hard
and at ten inches.

Jesse renewed his sucking from his new position. While Jesse did that, Grim
mounted behind him and started to rise up over Jesse's bare tan back and
jerked into him, between his ass cheeks. As he did this, he kissed his
back, starting up as far as he could reach, way up on Jesse's neck and
kissed there and to the side of his neck and on his ear lobes, gently. He
then moved to lower than the neck and kissed his shoulder bones on both
sides and moved from side to side kissing, licking.

Jesse arched, "That feels so fuckin..."  He felt Grim stab his mouth with
the dick again. He sucked.

Grim gasped, "I wanna spill my fucking virile seed all over your fuckin
back, hot Earth boy!"

"Me, too!"  Gram gasped in between kissing between Jesse's shoulder blades,
moving to the blades themselves and gripping his hands against Jesse's
sides.


Jesse found the cold spot on his ribs and found Gram's knife now and
flicked the wrist in such a way that the knife fell. Gram kissed the left
shoulder blade as he moved up and down, his own body laid on Jesse's back,
"Uh uh uh uh huh...Jessseeeeeee...are...aahhh, you are... are you a
warrior, too?"

"Not really, I'd say," Jesse gasped, "Cause I felled your blade?"

Grim gasped, "My blade has yet to be felled or filled to its max...!"

Jesse let it out of his mouth again and took both hands, balancing himself
but Gram held him up from behind now and stopped the kissing but his hot
hands felt warm on Jesse's upper ribs. Jesse used both hands, sitting up a
bit more and started to massage Grim's cock as Grim knelt down some
more. Jesse used his palms to roll the shaft between them. He then let his
pinkie, his middle finger and his pointer finger and alternately at times,
his thumb on each hand, dabble, dab and tease the shaft, which sported a
nice vein. This drove Grim wild and he shook his head.

"No...NO...huff...No huff. No huff. Noawahuff hufuf fuck me! That's so
good., You are the master."

"I hope not!"  Jesse quipped, "If I am, I'm in a big timey whimy fucked up
mess, just like the Doc was when he was in his 11th bod."

"It's YOUR BOD I want!"  Gram renewed his advances now and started to
plummet and pummel Jesse's ass harder and harder.

"I can take it!"  Jesse gasped. Jesse felt the cum in Grim's shaft slowly
moving up it. He knew the boy was about to blow a huge, tank filled load.

Grim took him and Gram came from behind. On his knees now and facing both
brothers, who were also on their knees on the bed, too, Jesse saw they both
somehow had knives in their hands. He thought they were both going to stab
him together. Instead, they brought the knives to each other's bellies,
"NO! NO! Don't!"  Jesse gasped. While they did that, looks of mischief
playing across their features, they used free hands, or each other's hands
alternately, somehow moving on their own and each other's dicks...to
maneuver penises to Jesse's large navel. They stabbed his navel with their
dick heads and the loads from both let loose simultaneously. It exploded
against Jesse's navel, filled it, and then blasted out from the ridge along
the entire circumference. Jesse looked down and then up in pleasure as the
boys pressed him and side by side into each other. They put arms around
Jesse as he, too, exploded from the dick slit. He felt their warm arms
caressing his skin along his back and felt the cold knives leaning against
him, too. The contrast made him so hot that his dick exploded six times
with huge volumes of cum that washed the twin's legs, upper thighs, hip
areas, navels, and nipples as well as hitting their necks, chins, and
cheeks. They loved every minute of it and at times, they took their knives
away from Jesse's back to scoop some of it from each other's bodies. Jesse
thought that hot, too and blasted three more times as twin used knife to
scoop his own cum mix it with their own and feed it to each other and to
him, all three boy cums mixed with each others! Grim scrapped cum from his
brother's chest, between nips, where it cascaded down but there was so much
that the flow stopped, the cum beneath slowly stopping the cum above. The
thickness of it simply stopped the stuff above from moving down. He used
the knife and then his other hand to catch it. He used the knife to feed it
to his brother and held his other cum filled hand to Jesse's mouth. Jesse
thought it tasted bitter like his own but the boy twins' cum tasted sweet
and sugary. After doing this for a long time, they then held each other
tightly, still kneeling and throbbing. The three throbbed as one but then
collapsed on the bed.

None of them noticed, with their throbbing and ebbing and to and fro-ing of
hot bodies, that from Grim's body popped an egg. From Gram's body popped
another egg. As the eggs hit the floor, they rolled under the bed...


Soon, the Doctor, K9 overhead, rushed into the TARDIS with the doors left
open and he moved to a close in the large white console room. He started to
rummage through boxes and threw a ball of string over his shoulder. Jeremy
caught it, "Well, can I help in any way?"

"It's a waste to save all waste, Jeremy, let that be a lesson to you."  The
Doctor kept going through odd trinkets.

Jeremy caught the jawbone of an ass and teasingly thought to brain the
Doctor over the head with it as he stood behind the Time Lord. He smiled.

"I know what you're doing, drop it, Turlough."

"Very funny," Jeremy said, "If I knew what you were..."

"Ahh, the expanding couplers..."  the Doctor smiled, "The hoses!"  He stood
up and took two black ribbed hoses out of the closet. Each had split ends
so that each single hose could be connected to two different things.

Jeremy had to look into the closet for the hoses were longer than could
possibly fit inside them. "Bigger on the inside."

"These are..."  Jeremy stood up to his full height, "...to get Peladon back
to Peladon."

"Peladons back to Peladon. YES!"  He ran and Jeremy followed.

"You're going faster than ever," Jeremy said, "Isn't the danger over?"

"Yes!"

"And where...?"

"The Eye of Harmony, my dear fellow," the Doctor ran.  K9 flew above them.

"THE EYE OF HARMONY! ON THE TARDIS?!?"

"Does that surprise you?"

"NO!"

The Doctor, pulling both hoses behind him, stopped, causing Jeremy to smash
into his back, and turned to look at him. "You're getting better, too. I
like that."  He turned and started to walk, pulling the hoses.

"It's a matter of complete indifference."  Jeremy joked.

"Indifference?"


They reached the doors to the Eye. "It used to be on Gallifrey but some
such horror like the Daleks made us..."  he opened the doors to the dark
blue room, lit by torches. "Fire hazard those...the Daleks attacked
Gallifrey so we had to..."  He ran to the semi dome that encompassed the
room. "...had to find a way to keep it from them and lock it...lock it so
that only a human eye can..."

Jeremy was over his shoulder as the Doctor reached the control podium. "So,
aren't you gonna half blind me so you can open it?"

The Doctor looked over his shoulder to stare at the boy, "What? Whatever
gave you that idea? Would I do that? Have I ever done anything like to you
before?"

"Yes," Jeremy smiled.

"Ahh, well, not this time then, boy," The Doctor set the controls. He
looked toward the Eye, "Oh no, I've got it wrong."

"Pun-E that," Jeremy quipped. "We're not on Peladon but Gallifrey."

"I'll try..."

"What are you trying to do to it?"  Jeremy asked.

He worked feverishly at the podium controls and touched a staff in a socket
at the same time, "Open it!"

Jeremy backed off, "No, no, no. Oh, no."

The Doctor turned, "What is it?"  He stopped his efforts.

"If you don't keep it closed the molecular structure of this planet will
change. At first in subtle ways but then soon in catastrophic ways! Look at
me hand!"  Jeremy held his hand out. "IF left open too, too long it will be
irreversible and this planet will be cracked like an eggshell!"  He put a
hand to his ear, "Do ya hear that? That's the sound of this planet crying
out for you to stop, a thousand thousand volcanoes activated before and
after their time at the same time!"

"Are you through?"

Jeremy smiled, "NO!  I know a bit about this. By whatever midnight this
planet has, there will be nothing left. It will be pulled through
itself...inside out. We have to get it off this planet and...hey, who did
this? The Master again?"

"Is that what I sound like?"

"Yeah."

"Gotta change that."

"It's really one of those many constants across all of youse."

"Youse? Youse? Youse!!!"

"You all?"

"Howdy."

"Will I lose 20 pounds in 20 minutes?"

"Only if you gamble it away!"  The Doctor joked. He put a hand on Jeremy's
cheek, "Cheeky lad."

"Pity that. I wanted flatter abs."

The Doctor felt Jeremy's stomach, "You do NOT have to worry in that
department. Or any department for that matter."  He grabbed the back of
Jeremy's head and moved it toward the staff, "Now, for your eyes!"

"NO!"

"Just joshing, Josh," the Doctor let go.

Jeremy shot a nasty look the Doctor's way. The Doctor moved to the Eye and
did some finger painting on it, similar to Peter the Time Guardian in THE
TOMORROW PEOPLE-THE MEDUSA STRAIN.

The Eye opened, brilliant light coming through. "It used to belong to all
Time Lords but had to be moved. All power for TARDISes derives from such
Eyes, and it used to be just one Eye but now it's many."

"Beast With A Million Eyes."

"Don't speak about him like that. She's very sensitive."

"The Beast or the TARDIS?"

"Both."

"But I thought the TARDIS was a she?"

"She was, yeah, but like Time Lords, every thousand years or so, she
becomes a he, a gender switch."

"Just like some oysters...and clown fish."  Jeremy noticed the Doctor
working on the hoses and connecting them to the power grid, "I said CLOWN
FISH!"

The Doctor went about talking fast as he hooked the two hoses into the Eye,
"This is very dangerous, this part...but I think I've got it contained."

"How'd you open it without a human eye?"

"Oh that, silly way of locking it, wasn't that? Naw, just a simple
password, not even a Dalek could get MY password."

"What is it?"

The Doctor ran from the room, "Not gonna tell ya."

Jeremy threw his arms and hands up and let them slap back down and followed
him.

"Two of these, always wanted two of these, wait, I've got two of these."
The Doctor held the hoses between his legs, standing by the door.

Jeremy came up behind him, "Is that part of a ritual?"

"No, but I always wanted to do that with ever expanding hoses."

"You already got one, old man. One! I've seen it, I've met it, I've loved
it."

"Now," The Doctor ignored him, cut some wire from the console and attached
it to the hoses sides with metallic stickers, "Just connect it to the Fast
Return Switch mechanism," he knelt to that and used his sonic screwdriver,
then bolted up to grab the hoses again, "Now, I just throw these outside
and..."  the entire world lit up in a bright light. The TARDIS wheezing
started...  "Fantastic!!!"

"Nothing's happened."

"Yes, it has," the Doctor ran back to the Eye. Jeremy was behind him. He
took the ends of the hoses out of the Eye and the other ends from the
podium. "Now to close it, just a bit of beryllium from me spit..."  He spit
at both sides of the Eye and the Eye shutters started to close. He moved
Jeremy back as they slid further down toward each other and closed over the
energy within. "Just doesn't look like it."  He put his hand up and they
heard the wheezing of the TARDIS slow to a stop but then...heard...

"Wee, Weee WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

In the caves, Erimem petted the female Aggedor, who was laying down on her
side and purring, "She...she's friendly..."

"Erimem, did you really have violent sex with those alien men to have the
twins?"  The Doctor knelt next to her.

"Just one but...Doctor, the less we talk of that time, the better."

"I know but..."

"Doctor, there are some mysteries that you have for yourself about yourself
and there are some I have for myself..."

"But the boys...don't they wanna know about their father?"

"Doctor...they both...killed him."

"What?"  He turned to the boys who were tossing and playing with the baby
Aggedors.

"We we weeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Also playing with them were Rem, Rom, Omm, Jesse, and Jeremy. As Cal and
Call arrived, Jesse smiled at them and tossed a baby to each. The befuddled
brunette twin warrior Peladonians caught them. "Do we kill them or cuddle
them?"

Jeremy smiled as an Aggedor wrapped arms around his neck and another clung
to his waist, "Kill one and I'll kick your ass," he laughed at
them. "They're perfectly friendly."  He put his arms around each twin
warrior and felt their shoulders.

"Just raise them right and they'll be fine," Jesse pointed, imitating the
Doctor's accent.

"Haha, very funny," the Doctor looked up.

Erimem kept her smile to avoid the others catching on to the seriousness of
her conversation with the Doctor. The mother Aggedor licked Erimem's
shoulder. "Doctor, I couldn't do it, back then. It was part of
the...ritual."

"Is that all it was?"

"Doctor, I...I believe I loved him. But part of their culture has it inbred
in them...in their very genes, their makeup...that to be complete one of
the parents must die. They couldn't and he couldn't...kill me. I tried to
kill myself but I couldn't do that either. I'm useless."

The Doctor put his arm around Erimem, "That makes you a strong person,
Erimem."

Jesse, tossing a baby Aggedor in the air, saw this. "Uh oh," he said amid
the "We We Weeees," and bent down toward them. The Aggedor landed on his
back and laughed. Laughed!  "Don't you go turnin' non gay on me, now."

The Doctor smiled and looked at him, "Don't you worry. 900 years of
traveling in time and space and I've got it down pat now."

"Doctor, you're a lot older than that, remember" Jesse put his arm around
the Doctor's other side.

"Trust me, blond one, I know a man who is preferring of men and the Doctor
is one. He was always one."  Erimem smiled.

The Doctor moved back from her, "What? You knew back then?"

"Yes, of course."

"Wish you would have told me."

"At first, I didn't think you were interested in sex. Then---- I knew you
weren't interested in sex...with females."  She smiled and kissed his
cheek, "You were always so sweet though."

"Sweet? Effete."

"No, really. You had to come to it in your own time."  Erimem rose and
moved to her sons.

"Cum. She said cum," Jesse laughed.

"You're so useless," The Doctor said.

"Well, you're not, you've got Peladon back to Peladon. Or should I say
Peladons back to Peladon."

"You've had sex with them already? Haven't you?"

"I'm not a guy to fuck and tell," Jesse eyeballed the blond twins, "But
yeah, course I did."

"You don't let any hybridized water sligs grow under you, do you?"

"No, Doc, unless they're those things that are placed between hot balls,"
Jesse said, "And those two, really like it rough."

"You're lucky you're alive," the Doctor stood up and put both hands on
Jesse's sides to make him stand, too. "That race of spear, knife, sword
wielding sex maniacs we passed through in the desert...one of them...their
father."

"Oh my God," Jesse said, "That's why they wanted to bring knives to bed."

"Yeah," the Doctor said in a patronizing, looking down on you manner as he
walked away from Jesse, "Stay away from them."

The Doctor put his chin on Jeremy's shoulder, and nodded, "Time to go."

Jeremy asked, "What about the twins."

"Which ones?"

"The ones from Earth?"

"They feel their father hates them. Know that feeling."

"What?"

"Anyway, they want to stay here, cause you know what?"

Jeremy shook his head.

"They're right. He does hate them."

"How do you know?"

"Christmas 2309. I tried to give them red bicycles when they were twelve."

"And he wouldn't let you?"

"No. He said it was too gay a color and he'd get them his own bikes."

"And he didn't?"

"Nope. Conveniently forgot."

Jeremy puffed and shook his head, "He might have thought they were homo
sexual."

"...or he thought they were just annoying. Mind you, Peri and I didn't find
them that way. Loved them. In a way they reminded me of myself and my dear
not really departed Adric."

"Wait a minute," Jeremy asked, "If they were in 12 in 2309 and met you a
few years after that...then they're out of their time as well as out of
their space. You're gonna let them stay here?"

"I didn't bring them here. Besides, who's to say..."

"Who indeed."

"...who's to say that their time traveling here wasn't a natural part of
the timelines...anyway...we have other things to do, other lives to save,
now that they're sorted."

"I thought, I dunno, they might come wid us."

"They have already cum with us."

"I think they thought about it but I think now that Omm is no longer afraid
of sex with humans, thanks to our Jesse..."

"Yeah, they wanna stay here."

"Who knows, maybe one day we shall come back. Yes, come back. Until then,
we must have no tears, no anxieties and just go forward and have sex with
each other and others we meet...and prove to me that I am not mistaken in
my own gayness..."

"You're a geek, you know that?"

"Yes."

"Weee, Wee, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Omm asked, "Rom, weren't you just over...there?"

"Blocking sin," Rom said, "Sometimes we move spatially."

"It's a block transfer computation or rather a flub of the director."  Rem
put an arm around Omm and his brother, "Omm, are you sure you are happy
here? You could, I don't know, ask the Doctor to go with them?"

Omm nodded, "I thought about it. But I am too content here with my
friends."

"Now that you're more...uhm, open thanks to Jesse..."  Rem asked.

Omm smiled and pulled his ass cheeks apart to show them his hole.

Rem smiled, "What I mean is can we..."


"What?"

"Do you think we could be...uhm, Omm, more than just friends?"

Omm nodded, "I'd lick that."

"You mean like," Rom corrected.

"NO," Omm smiled, "I mean lick," and he looked down to their dicks.


Grim held an sleeping, burry Aggedor baby in his arms, and he came over to
them, "And you twins, we want you here are our consorts and friends and
squires."

"Honored," Rem said, "And maybe more than that?"

Grim smiled, "Entirely possible."

"Just don't kill us by mistake," Rom added. They all laughed. "No, really,
don't."

"If we did kill, we'd have sons from our bodies. We do not yet want sons,
we are not ready to."

"One in every thousand, we were told, do have babies from not killing."

"That is mathematically possible."  Rom said. "But not likely given the
odds."

As they walked back to the TARDIS, The Doctor put his arms around both
Jeremy on one side and Jesse on the other. "Who says I never stop, I never
ask for thanks..."

"Thanks, Doctor," Jesse and Jeremy teased.

"And that I never stay..."  they move into the doors...


(MUSIC from the 9th Doctor regenerating into the 10th...)

In the white console room, the Doctor set the TARDIS, "Next stop, Barce...I
mean Gallifreylona."  The Doctor looked at his hand.

Jeremy saw the hand glowing, "Doctor, what are you doing?"

"Degenerating!"

"What?"

"I'm going from 9th to 8th."

Jeremy watched as Jesse started to run from the room, "Jesse what are you
doing?"

"Getting a camera cause last time we were cheated out of getting this on TV
or DVD or Video."

"You whacko, it's in the TARDIS data bank," the Doctor chastised.

Jesse stopped at the door, "No, it's not. I checked."

"I should have remembered, the Time Wars."  The Doctor force smiled again.

"Yeah and there's lots of stuff about those that're missing, too."  Jesse
turned, "I won't leave..."

"No, I think it's going to take some time, this time. I can feel it's not
going to be like on other occasions."

"What makes you think that?"  Jeremy asked.

The Doctor leaned back, "It seems like it's gonna take a lot longer."

Jesse put his hands on his hips, "Does that mean you're gonna go visit all
your old friends?"

"That's not funny."

"Or..."  Jeremy smiled, "...that you're gonna split into a human copy of
yourself?"

"That's not funny either," the Ninth Doctor body laughed and then shook his
head, "Can't believe I did that!"

Jeremy laughed, too.

"Be back in a jiffy."  Jesse ran out...backwards and he was force smiling
as he did so.

"Who still uses the word jiffy?"

"Problem with him staying for a time...a jiffy...with Gilbert Newton
Lewis..."  Jeremy said.

"A lot's happened with you two since I was lost..."  The Doctor said.

Jeremy looked at the Doctor, "Why are you changing this time?"

"It seems the Master's plan is for me to find no way around it," the Doctor
said as Jesse returned with a VCR recorder. "Is that all you can find? That
must be from about 1989."

"I don't care," Jesse said, "I'll convert it..."

"There's something you're not telling me...us," Jeremy squinted.

"No, no. No need."

"Tell me, I want to know."  Jeremy implored.

"I...I held the Sword of Truth and no non Peladon is meant to do that," The
Doctor smiled.

"But the twins, Grim and Gram, they...they're weren't Peladonian by
nature," Jeremy nodded.

""That's clever thinking, Jeremy," The Doctor shrugged, leaning on the
console with both hands in front of him, "Perhaps the aliens we met, the
ones in the desert are future Peladonians...oh, can I not call them Pels?"

"Is it derogatory?"

"As the N word."

"Then no."

"They might be future Pels...odd to think that race might evolve into,
well, into male only sex partners of violence."

Jesse rolled a finger around his head, "Me thinks your brain cells are
degenerating first..."


"Hey, there!"

Jesse tried not to look at the Doctor's eyes, "Well, it's not such a
stretch. Did you see many Pel..."  Jesse moved his pupils to look at Jeremy
and finished the word with, "...ahh donian women? And besides that look at
what they wore? Phoar! Sexy for gay, man. That race is crying out to evolve
into violent minded sex partners of death."

"It's just a theory. For all I know they could just be strong aliens."

"Stronger than Time Lords?"  Jeremy asked.

"It has been known to happen and thus I go to that gentle degeneration
state of decay..."


 The Doctor smiled out of his frown, "Not to worry. The onset of the..."

"What did it do to you?"  Jeremy asked.

"Every cell in my body's dying..."  The Doctor smiled. He looked as Jesse
lowered the camera. He smiled, forcibly. "J and J...I was gonna take you
two to so many places..."

"You already have, Doctor," Jesse said.

"If I didn't reach for that Sword of Truth...you wouldn't have picked it
up."

"Nonsense, Jeremy. There was a robot monster..."  he chuckled, "Always
wanted to say that phrase, Robot Monster. Just imagine...always wanted to
say Just Imagine, too. Just imagine how few people get to say that
phrase...Robot Monster. Mam, there was a Robot Monster at the end of
Earth's history...well, it means I'm gonna change and I'm not gonna see you
both again...not with this daft ole face..."

"We know," Jesse yawned, bored.

"We've seen you change before," Jeremy smiled.

Jesse tried to count on his fingers how many times, "At least ten
times...well, actually the ones we've actually
seen...one...lemmesee...three...or was it five?"

"It's still you," Jeremy insisted.

"It's not gonna happen right away this time, I think I'll go have a lie
down," the Doctor smiled, "Alone..."

"But..."  Jesse said but the Doctor tore out through a door.

"He's gonna have a...a lie down?"  Jeremy asked.

"He never has a lie down unless it's on top of or under one of us or both
of us," Jesse noted.

"Better go follow him," Jeremy nodded and lead Jesse out the door. "Oh, and
leave that thing here."

"What me penis?"

"No, the camera."

"Well, if we have sex while he...hey," he said slowly, "Hey, I wonder what
that might feel like. Havin sex while he regenerates around us?"

Jeremy returned to the middle of the room and rounded on him, "You DO have
a one track mind. It would kill us probably. And most likely him, too."

"Come...come...on," Jesse smiled and lead the way this time.

On an old fashioned television screen, the TV itself looking like one of
the 1950s TVs from THE IDIOT'S LANTERN, a larger version of a
Bakelite. "Iron," the Doctor says as he licks his lips. He is laying down
on a bed in his single room.

There are plenty of books, wax tablets, Greek Scrolls, ancient leather
bound volumes, hard and paper backs, in one corner is a work bench with
futuristic work being done, a flashing Belisha beacon in another corner, a
set of British traffic lights from 1935, lamps used to indicate Roadworks
in Progress, the old fashioned red paraffin type. A sign that read
something about a London Transport Bus Stop, a roll top desk is in another
corner, weights, a massive American refrigerator that can hold several
oxen, and a train set. And "humbug" written on a handbag.


The empty halls of the TARDIS, some of them looking brand spanking new, wet
paint and all, and some of them as old as time itself it would
seem...echoed with it. A low sound. A crying. Eyes opened.

Jeremy thought he heard crying. Jesse was asleep. It was not like the
Doctor to sleep away from them. It was not like the Doctor to sleep. Sex,
another story. Jeremy moved from the sweet smell of his sticky lover to the
side of the bed and stood up. Totally naked, he pulled the covers over
Jesse some more, not that he needed them.

The TARDIS was perfectly comfortable and in fact, he never felt so content
and he knew Jesse did as well. Still, the aching for the Doctor, the
longing remained. He moved to where he knew the Doctor was. That old room
of his. He hardly ever used it any longer but he knew the Doctor, if he
degenerated in his sleep, had to be away from them, from their warm
bodies...to protect them. He wasn't sure why or how but regenerations and
degenerations as this case may be...could harm humans and the Time Lord
doing it if they were too close together. He wanted to question the Doctor
as to how. The thoughts nagged at him but more importantly than his
curiosity, he wanted to make sure the Doctor was all right.

MUSIC: THIS IS GALLIFREY: OUR CHILDHOOD, OUR HOME track 23 on SOUNDTRACK 3
of the new series.

ALTERNATELY to the sound track for the TV ORIGINAL THE FUGITIVE as Kimble
stays up all night and watches the news for information about himself in
the second to last episode of the entire series...

Jeremy heard a low moan. It subsided. But he moved along the corridor, his
bare feet followed in warmness of the TARDIS comforting him. He tread
slowly as he felt something...something powerful, ominous. Sad. He saw the
door to the Doctor's room open. A crack. He peered in and was about to
burst through the doorway but saw something...something he dare not
interrupt.

On the bed, sitting sideways was the Doctor, his face betraying the full
weight he bore on his shoulders. On the TV screen, the Doctor's thoughts
showed up...in color and black and white and that kept switching. The
Doctor wasn't looking at it. He had his hands over his face most of the
time and inching up to his head, the short crew cut host to frenzied worry,
sad regrets...

...A big bang...

The Earth being created...

Adam's body appearing. Eve's...Eve with an apple.

Cain killing Abel.

More Adams. More Eves.

A huge shellfish-type creature called anomalocaris lived about this time. A
pair of insect-like eyes belonging to a freakish prehistoric
super-predator. The eyes measuring three cm (1.2 inches) across and with a
whopping 16,000 individual lenses.

Dinosaurs running in terror as a comet hits the Earth. Storms resulting
destroy them. Many others starve.

Cavemen looking for fire. The First Doctor, Ian, Barbara and Susan being
man handled. Ian leading the way to the TARDIS but cavemen rushing out of
the woods with spears. Ian ushering everyone back.

Neanderthals fighting Cro Magnons.

The Doctor put his hands to his eyes. He looked up and then down, bending
his head down almost between his legs.

The 9th Doctor smiling as he helped pull a pulley rope on the Tower of
Babel.

A huge flood. Noah's Ark. People being covered by long lasting water.

Abraham raising a knife over his son.

Daniel thrown in the lion's den.

Shadrach, Meshack, Abendigo in the fire pit.

David facing Goliath.

The Red Sea being split. A volcano spewing up frogs and locust. The Red Sea
turning red. Gas cloud killing teens on roofs of ancient Egyptian
buildings.

Sword fights between all manner of ancient peoples on Earth. Hebrews
killing enemies, enemies killing Hebrews. The sun stopping.

A young boy being sacrificed on the top of a mountain. Knife to heart.

Aztecs. Barbara in Aztec outfit, fit to look like a goddess.

Hittite warriors dying.

Pagans worshipping at Stonehenge.

Easter Island statues coming alive. UFOS hovering. Bigfoot.

Catholics were shooting Protestants and Protestants were shooting Catholics
and then both were praying, a creature was coming out of Loch Ness, a man
dressed as an old lady was killing a girl in the shower, a world where it
always rained had many funerals, trains collided with trains --- and lost
drunken children, London Towers were falling down -- Big Ben, London
Bridge, Black Tower all fell, large giant monsters fell and turned to
skeletons - -Gorgo, Gamera, Godzilla, King Kong, Konga, and others among
them.

Jeremy felt a tear emerge from his left eye and the right one followed
suit.

A small chimney sweep getting stuck in a chimney. French soldiers of
emperor Louis Napoleon the Third attacking citizens in Paris
streets. Finding a boy in a store, hiding, using bayonets to open his
wounds up more and more and kill him slowly while they laughed, he
screamed. Woman hiding, covers her ears.

"Oh no."  The Doctor covered his ears, too.

Jeremy, at the door, reached out a hand to the room. He couldn't go in. He
cried, too.

The Fourth Doctor running in Paris, Romana 2 behind him. He puts his hand
up, "Is no one interested in history?"

Scarlioni turning to show he is the alien, monster faced Jagaroth.

Boys in Mexico dying, being skewered by bayonets, shot, and some ultimately
diving off a castle wall to their deaths to protect their Mexican flag from
the Texans and Americans. Wrapping one in the Mexican flag.

Damian, son of the devil turns around. Priest skewered by a lightning rod.

The Church of Santo Spirito, Palermo: Silicians vs French who killed anyone
who could not say the word Ciciri. The Children's Crusades. Children sold
into slavery. Time traveling blond boy teenage soccer player Dolf from
Amsterdam. Holding dead children in his arms. Japan Earthquake. Mud
slides. Tornadoes. Haiti Quake. Tsunami. Floods. TARDIS in water, doors
open, Jeremy and Jesse on the roof hoisting surviving children onto it and
swinging some into the TARDIS console room.

Jack the Ripper was unmasked and underneath was a Richard Nixon face, a
bull monster was killing a matador in a Mexican arena, Mafia men were
gunning down a restaurant while so called god fathers watched from limos,
Moscow fired missiles at nothing and promptly blew up, Khomeni's and
Arafat's and JDL members shot down each other -- as well as a married
couple, one an Arab, one Jewish; Idi Amin and Khadafi and men shot guns up
in the air and got shot by their own bullets, men in Medieval armor fought
jousts, gladiators fought, Indians fought westerners, the Spanish Armada
sun, witch doctors and cannibals raided African towns, mad elephants raced
through towns, squashing; zombies walked through malls, drug addicts were
thrown into prisons and killed and beaten, the Leaning Tower of Pisa fell
over, the Eiffel Tower bent and fell over like plastic in a fire, kung fu
experts were beaten up by a child's stare, hunters were hunted by their own
prey and demons, devils and the most horrid creatures that for centuries
had hidden all over Earth were now fleeing in fear--fear, something they
had caused in the minds of men and women since Adam and Eve fell. Frank
Black, a profiler for the FBI and sometime helper to the MILLENNIUM GROUP,
wanted to explain some of this but he found he couldn't talk. No one could.

The French boy Dauphin about to be stabbed. Gullotines. Marie Antoinette.

English Revolution.

The Doctor felt all of this. Jeremy watched him and dare move closer to see
if he could view the TV screen better than he was but his gaze was intent
mostly on the Doctor himself. The weight of all this history, all this
time, all these civilizations.

Islands sank and seas rose. Kronos the time monster flapping white wings
over a part of Atlantis.  Jo Grant in a cell trusting him. Tunnels fell in
and millions vanished. Eskimos got hot and Hawaiians froze. The Rockies
were flattened and people drove buses over them. Lumberjacks cut down trees
and then yelled timber. Snipers shot at Popes, women, children, trains,
other snipers, and cars. People cried out for rocks to fall on them. Cubans
demanded access to DisneyWorld. Children were put in strait jackets. The
Statue Of Liberty broke her good arm. A giant vacuum sucked up businessmen
and pimps on 42nd Street while one priest held onto three young children to
keep them from being drawn up. But he began to touch them
inappropriately. Professor Zaroff drowning behind a barred gate as Atlantis
re-sinks.

"I caused that one, too."

Ben and the Second Doctor scrambling for safety. Polly and Jamie emerging
on a mountaintop surrounded by water.

Napoleon. Losing Waterloo. His companions Flip and her boyfriend. He
couldn't even remember his name. Braveheart. The Patriot or rather the
American Revolution. The American Civil War. Boys killing boys with guns. A
boy shot in lake near Gettysburg and near a tree. Another shot in the crux
where two tree meet. Spartans vs Athenians. Athenians killed by Spartans
and Persians who teamed up against them. Achilles stabbing a sword through
Hector as the TARDIS doors open and the First Doctor walks out. Steven
Taylor stabbed by a Greek. Vicki walking out of the TARDIS forever. Left
with a gay Troilus. Katarina entering. Katarina floating dead in
space. Sara Kingdom skeleton, arm stretching out, hand a skeleton.

The Doctor put his hands to his face and a tear dropped from one
eye. "Wot's this? Tear?"

Giant spiders. Queen spider. Monstrous size. Third Doctor dropping out of
the TARDIS to the Brig and Sarah Jane Smith.

Mad Max. Road Warrior. Statue of Liberty sticking up out of a beach. Planet
of the Apes ape on horseback.

Two planets wiped each other out of space. Rock bands shook hands with
horrible, red monsters and crowds of people waved at them both, making
signs with their fingers that looked like horns. Thinking it was cool to do
so. They sizzled into ash and fire. A black man punched a white man. A
white man punched a black man. Both punched an American Indian. An Indian
hung himself. Good people are locked in one side cells---by themselves,
alone. In the dark.

Witches being hung in England and America. The witch's tit being held up by
the Doctor. The French Revolution. The American Civil War. A Scottish
Highlander driving a saber through the belly of a British Red Coat. A
pirate tossing a knife into the back of a man. Ben, Polly and the First
Doctor. The Second Doctor with a knife to his throat by...Jamie. Japanese
with mass graves as they shot, stabbed and killed hundreds of Chinese
people. The atomic bomb.

Pompeii exploded. Donna Noble hurrying to a little boy, hugging him until
his father pulled him away from her. The Tenth Doctor running away. "Come
with me."  The town being devoured by the dust storm from Pompeii's
aftermath. Screams.

Richard the Third. Henry the 5th. French soldiers riding in and killing
young pages and flag bearers. One boy looks like a young Christian
Bale. Newsies, fighting in the streets. Gangs of NY. Leonardo. Captain
Tancredi.

The Walls of Jericho falling. The Fall of Rome. Gladiators. Spartacus.

Henry the 8th.


Joan of Arc at the stake, being
burned. Nostradamus. Galileo. Socrates. Columbus's ship sinking.

Two Vikings killed. Old Woman raped by Vikings. The Monk, Steven and
Vicki. King Tut.

The Borgias. A French king attacking the Vatican. The Titanic. The
Lusitania. Pearl Harbor. Hitler rising to power. Genghis Khan.  The
histories of the Mid East, China, Japan, Australia, Russia, the Far East,
the Pacific Islands, tanks in Tiananmen Square, soldiers taking Israel for
their own, Germanic peoples. All the history of all the peoples of Earth
and other planets. Deaths, wars, battles, injustices. There was more but it
would fill ten books, each one as large as War and Peace...

Jeremy put his hands on his head and then on his own chest. The poor Time
Lord. All that history on his shoulders, all that time, all those
civilizations. All those decisions. He wanted to run in and hug the
Doctor. The Doctor just stared now. And on and on the images in his head
went, all those people, dying, all those events, wars, accidents, natural
and unnatural disasters.

Jeremy stayed at the door until he was sure the Doctor lifted his body up
onto the bed and laid back to it and closed his eyes. Jeremy wandered away
from the door, leaned on the wall and cried.


Hours later...


MUSIC FROM THE TV MOVIE's regeneration scene...



On the screen is a black and white movie FRANKENSTEIN from the 1930s. The
Monster is in a dark room, his back to the viewer. He turns around and all
is silent. His brow looks menacing.  The Doctor furrowed his brow. He felt
it coming. The power built up. Jesse and Jeremy were at the door. Jesse was
filming with the old Video recorder with VHS tape in it but as the Doctor's
face twisted and his mouth gaped, his eyes s screwed up out of alignment,
Jesse dropped the arm down that held the camera and watched. It was
different this time. The Doctor's ribs ...his actual bones showed through
as they were lit up. It was as if his body had a its own personal
thunder/lightning storm. Jeremy stood back and put an arm around Jesse's
waist. They were both wide eyed. Flashes made them shut their eyes. The TV
flashed light, too. The Doctor's clothes changed as well. Jeremy wanted to
point out that that's never happened that he was aware of. The 9th Doctor
clothes became the clothes worn by the 8th Doctor. The dark green velvet
frock coat, the silver waist coat and cravat, and far too large dress shoes
(Brian's) were in place. In fact, the 9th Doctor face twisted and gaped and
yawned into the face of the 8th Doctor, who sat up, almost making both boys
jump out of their skin. The TV flashes stopped on one giant flash and lit
up the eyes of the 8th Doctor.

"Hello, I'm still the Doctor..."

They ran to him and hugged him, draping themselves over his body.

"Jesse, Jeremy..."

"Yes, Doctor?"

"I can't breath."

A frozen wasteland. Lots of snow and swirling mists of snow. Ice. Mountains
of ice. Wheezing, groaning, heavy breathing of a super machine. The TARDIS
slowly appears, swirling the snows some more. The doors open and Jesse,
Jeremy, and the Doctor exit. The Doctor wore a blue leather jacket, a brown
satchel, and holding a modified wooden handled sonic screwdriver.  Jesse
yelled over the constant wind, "I was just saying, I liked your other
clothes better...course, no clothes would suit me just fine..."

"I'll change later," the Doctor yelled and held up the screwdriver, "The,
ahh, TARDIS, is having one of its temperamental temporal solenoid on the,
ahhh, lateral balance cones."

"Incomprehensible answer time," Jesse shivered, in his parka, snow boots,
heavy thermal pants and gloves, and snow glasses.

Jeremy wore the same outfit as Jesse, "I understood that perfectly... "

Jesse giggled.

"So where are we?"  Jeremy asked, "Artic or Antarctica?"

"Difficult to say," the Doctor said, "Because of the whole solenoid thing."
He held himself.

"I thought you lot weren't pervious to the cold?"  Jesse put a hand on the
Doctor's shoulder.

"I'm not, it's not that, something else I'm feeling. Something," he
whirled, surprising his two lovers, snow tossing off his jacket tails,
"Something...she...he...he's trying to tell me something by bringing me
here. He's a clever old girl, you know."

"The Master?"

"No, the TARDIS."

Jesse's teeth chattered from the cold, "Can we go inside now?"

Suddenly the TARDIS, with the doors open, began to vanish wheezing and
groaning. "INSIDE, QUICK!"  The Doctor put his hands on both backs of the
boys and shoved them inside, while moving himself along with them. The
doors shut and the TARDIS vanished. Inside, the Doctor rested his hands on
the console, breathing heavily.

"Are you sure you're all right?"  Jesse asked.

"These constant degenerations are taking their toll, aren't they?"  asked
Jeremy.

"I'd like to say no. The other thing is that the old boy is afraid to land,
it would seem. As if it does not like this planet."

"Trying to tell us something, not wanting to land," Jeremy stated, grimly,
"We should get away from here."

"I'm going to try to land us where..."  The Doctor went to work on the
console. The TARDIS shook and they slanted sideways and then the other way
opposite that.

"What're you doing? Trying to kill us?"  Jesse snapped, taking off his snow
glasses.

"It's not me. It's the TARDIS!"

The scanner snapped open of its own accord. They all turned to the opening
shutters and saw the screen exposed. Outside was a pleasant suburban
town. Children playing on the lawns, mothers watching. It looked like a
pleasant summer afternoon. Off to the side of the homes was a huge
rectangular set of buildings, all connected with long rectangular hallways.

Jeremy and Jesse focused on the homes.

"Earth, we're on earth, after all this time," Jesse said quietly.

"I don't think it's the Earth you knew," the Doctor smiled a winning
smile. "I think we're on some parallel..."

`How do you know?"  Jeremy asked.

"That, I think, never happened on Earth, your Earth anyway," The Doctor
pointed to a man (an older Slyvester McCoy) who took a package into a large
building off the side of the suburban area. He had emerged from a land
rover jeep of some kind and so did several military men, some who wore the
UNIT insignia.

The man dropped a package and out of it oozed a red shape. It had some blue
on it and icicles. The Doctor's eyes widened. "Jesse, Jeremy, get as many
fire extinguishes as you can carry and meet me out there pronto. K9..."

"Yes, Master?"


"Do you still have that capacity for freezing?"

Jesse whispered, joking, "Me blond blood runneth cold by his voice
alone..."

"Yes, Master."

"Follow me, out out out good MacDuff," the Doctor opened the doors and
stomped out, followed by the flying white metal dog.

"Fire extinguishers, pronto," Jeremy lead Jesse the other way and into the
TARDIS...


"Oh dear," the Doctor ran up to a driveway to the man and five military
men. "It has become somewhat impervious to freezing hasn't it?"

"My name's Dr. McCoy."

"Oh, you're kidding?"

"NO! Who are you?"  This man looked like a very old Slyvester McCoy.


"Never mind. I think quite a bit more cold should stop it."

"Nonsense. It is just part of its natural hibernation tendencies. That
thing is from another world!"

"Yes, I know," the Doctor looked as the blob grew larger and larger, "So am
I."

"You? You're human shaped. But THAT...that fell to earth in a
meteorite. Unlikely I know..."

"Wellll, not as unlikely as falling to Earth in a ...a..." he pointed, "A
police box..."

The man looked and saw two blond boys running out of the police box
carrying fire extinguishers.


"I can debate about why you took it from where it was later but right now
we are in mortal danger! K9!"  The Doctor yelled and K9 began to fire frost
on the red blob which rose up and up and seemed to become 8 feet tall and 6
feet wide in almost no time.

The boys handed out fire extinguishers to the military men, who were
astonished. "What is this?" One of them asked.

"Never mind, men, fire extinguish it! Fire extinguish it for your lives!!!
NOW!!!"

"Master, the blob seems impervious to this form of attack."

"Nonsense! K9, decrease the temperature and increase the cold and don't get
that order wrong!"

"I know him."  From the bushes, an Asian boy watched them. His name was Yee
Jee Tso. He was wide eyed as the red mass grew.

The man who looked like a very old Slyvester McCoy fired at it and came too
close but the Doctor pulled him back. "It can't resist any cold," McCoy
told the Doctor.

"Yes! It can!"  The Doctor said, "Just stand back!"

McCoy pulled away from him and rushed at it, firing. The blob covered him
over and the Doctor looked horrified. He saw McCoy's fooled face in front
of his own, a shield of red between them. The man's face was slowly being
dissolved in front of his eyes. Teeth fell out. His jaw came off the top of
his skull. Eyes rolled. Literally. out of their sockets.

"Never mind, men, fire extinguish it! Fire extinguish it for your lives!!!
NOW!!!"

Every one fired at the red blob, an ever growing jello.  It was now over 9
feet tall and 8 feet wide.

"THIS CAN'T BE HOW IT ALL ENDS!!!!"

STING into theme music...

BOOM. 8th Doctor's face. BOOM. Jeremy's face. BOOM. Jesse's face. BOOM.
Eric Robert's face. BOOM. Grace's face. BOOM. Yee Jee Tso's face. BOOM a
giant red blob devouring Grace. BOOM. A balloon. BOOM. TARDIS in the
sky. BOOM. Doctor jumping from balloon toward TARDIS, "GERNIMO!"  BOOM.

Theme song. Which one is up to you! Perhaps the one Neil Norman did for
STARLOG but the original one on audio tape!

Or the one where Slyvester McCoy plays the spoons to the Doctor Who theme
song and which also adds a catchy bounce to the theme...