Date: Sat, 6 Jul 2013 15:27:07 -0400 (EDT)
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 123

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DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY 123
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EyI-5e1IrEo

Roman bent toward the Mind Probe monitor.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EyI-5e1IrEo

Peter Davison opening: a star field burst out of space. Photon torpedo
sounds as it blares across space. Red, blue, green, yellow. It splits as
novas fly off behind it and spread. Blue novas, more light rays of various
colors. Stars form and coalesce into the Fifth Doctor's face. The face
comes up at the screen and becomes stars again and a circular image that
says Doctor Who in a Neon Sign. It lights up explosively. It splits into
many different Doctor Who neon signs and fades into a smaller star field
and the light rays move in opposite directions.

CREATIONS OF HORROR  part one

Standing up straight from a monitor screen in the machine mind probe room,
Romano looked at Jesse, "That's one of the things you used to confuse
them?"

"Yeah smart, right?"

Roman nodded, "Yeah."

"I don't like your race, very much, have I told you that?"  Jesse stared at
the old man on the floor.

"Neither do I," Roman nodded in agreement.

 Jesse moved to his side and took his chin in his hand, "With some major
exceptions."  He kissed Roman on the mouth. "C'mon."

Roman smiled and thought about something. He turned and realized Jesse was
out the door.

Jeremy has his shirt ripped at the arm and the front was open, revealing
his tight abs. A scientist with thick glasses nodded, "Sit down!"

Jeremy was thrust down into a chair by a Time Lord guard. Another larger
soldier grabbed his right arm. The scientist with thick glasses smiled,
"One of your friends is in the Mind Probe now. He won't last much
longer...if he's even still alive. No one can resist it. As for your
friend, the Doctor..."

"My friend?"  Jeremy asked.

"He's still free but he won't get very far. We don't know where he or his
TARDIS is but it doesn't matter. He will conform one way or the other to
our plans. As for you...you've been a very uncooperative young
man...however, you've arrived at our facility at just the opportune
time...for me, not for yourself."

"What do you mean?"  Jeremy asked.

"You can help me with my experiment."  He nodded to the brutish Time Lord
guard behind Jeremy who was holding his arm. The man stepped to the side
and brought Jeremy's arm out straight down on the table, making him yell.

"Ahhh," Jeremy gasped.

"Remove what's left of his shirt."  The other Time Lord guard obeyed the
scientist and took the rest of it off Jeremy, ripping it from
behind. "You," he nodded to a third guard, "Fetch some clamps."  The
scientist brought a green case to the table and opened it. He dumped a
green pod on the table and removed the case, "This is one of our early
experiments. Something that would give life meaning...by threatening it
everyplace it will land...and every place it will germinate it will give
cause for our Doctor to fight it. And he will...without worrying about
you."

"No!"  Jeremy gasped as he saw the pod separate at three spots, slimy
mucous on the cracks. It started to open.

The third Time Lord clamped Jeremy's arm down to the table with a metallic
clamp device. "For you will be either dead or something else. Not even I am
sure."

"You can't! It's inhuman!"  Jeremy gasped as the pod opened up and
something inside stirred. A green stinger vein started to rise up from it.

"I don't care. I want to know what will happen to you. To it."

Jeremy's face was closest to the thing. His eyes grew wide. He found it
hard to swallow...he was sweating.

The scientist went on, "I must know what happens...and you...you should be
proud. You're about to become the first victim of a Krynoid."

The pod opened some more. It made a gurgling sound. The stinger rose
out. Jeremy yelled. The stinger hit his arm and entered. Jeremy screamed!

On the roof of the high tower, the blue sky behind him dotted with white
fluffy clouds, the Fifth Doctor's body looked down through a sky light.
"Oh no, I'm too late! There should be another way but what the heck..."
Feet first, he crashes through the glass, which cuts his arm, neck, ribs on
his left side...he yells, too, joining Jeremy's yell. Plunging downward in
mid air, feet first, the Doctor's face starts to change. His nose
elongates. His eyes turn from blue to a darker blue gray.  His blond hair,
longer, now gets even longer and starts to curl and turn dark shades of
brown. His bright yellow coat turns to a light brown one with patches on
the elbows. A 17 foot long multi colored scarf is around his neck and
trailing behind him during his long fall through the air. His legs get
longer and his eyes pop more!

Tom Baker season 18 opening
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDy-Q7tWiYA


The Doctor screams as he lands on both feet, "I want to announce my
presence!"  As he claimed this, he spread his arms out and in so doing, he
smacked the guard holding Jeremy's arm. That arm was now completely light
green and turning darker with each passing second. Jeremy was in pain and
writhing on the table, his body off the chair, hanging due to his arm being
clamped down. The Doctor karate chopped the metal near Jeremy's arm and
released the arm. Jeremy fell to the ground, writhing in pain as his body
turned back and forth, gasping, moaning, screaming. His face turns
green. All the skin on his upper body that is exposed is green. As all the
other guards attack the Doctor, he jumped up, hits two with his feet and
smacks backward upon landing to smack down two others. He grabs the chair
and destroys it over the bodies of two more guards. All of them fall. The
scientist behind him frowns, "What do you do for an encore, Doctor?"

"I save my friend and win!"

"You can't. He's already a Krynoid," the scientist laughed and pulled a gun
on the Doctor. The Doctor yelled and kicked the gun from the man's hand.
He grabbed another gun from an alcove in the door. "Put your hands up and
turn around!"  The Doctor turned around and kept turning until he's face to
face with the scientist again and he ran at him and double punched his
face. The projectile gun went off but hit the wall on the far side of the
room, missing the Doctor. The scientist fell. The Doctor lets him fall and
turned, "Jeremy!"

In the hallway outside, Jesse stands with Roman, "Can you open it?"

Roman rubs his side on Jesse's, "For you, I'd open anything."

"Get off," Jesse pushed him and Roman stooped to open the door.

"You know he's better than the universe he's trying to save."

"Oh, I don't know."  Jesse nodded.

"What?"  Roman wondered, not moving from his work.

"I think he's better than even that," Jesse said.

"That doesn't make any sense, you're beginning to sound like..."

"I know."  Jesse looked down at Roman, "The Doctor's better for having you
on his side. Me, too. I'm glad he has you. He needs friends like you."

As he works on the door, Roman says, "No, he needs friends like you."  The
door slides open.

"Thanks," Jesse stared, "He needs both of us. You wait out here. I've got
to see what's going on in there, maybe I can stun the guards..."  Roman
nodded and handed him the stun gun. "Be careful, please."

"I'm always careful, Jesse," Roman smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

Jesse blinked, "When this is all over..."

"Just go, time's a wasting," Roman smiled and urged him with his hands,
waving his arms and hands. "Go."

Jesse ran in with the stun gun pointed, "NO BODY MOVE!"  He looked
around. All the men were already on the ground. He looked up, "What?"

"I'm too late," the Fourth Doctor said, "I can't save him!"

"Can't? Can't!"  Jesse looked at the floor and saw Jeremy moaning horribly
and green.  "You`re the Doctor!"  he had to stretch up a bit to reach the
Doctor's ear and whispered, "You can do anything."

"You're right!"  The Doctor banged a fist onto the table, "What's too late
to a Time Lord anyway, aye? We can be early before we're late or late
before we're early!"  He turned to Jeremy. Jeremy stood up and fell against
a wall. He was holding his arm. Jesse moved to help him but the Doctor
blocked him and put his arms at Jesse's body, "NO! DON'T TOUCH HIM!"  He
snarled at Jesse, "Don't touch him! Only I can do that."  He ran to Jeremy
and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, Jeremy, I'll save you!"  He ran to
Jesse and whispered, "I can't save him."

"Oh, it burns throughout my whole body! Goodbye Doctor, goodbye
Jesse. Goodbye..."

Jesse wanted to whisper but couldn't, "Doctor! Do something! He's turning
into a monster!"

"Once it stings you, it makes you into one of itself."  That velvety, rich
voice of the Fourth Doctor almost hypnotized Jesse but then the Doctor
added, "A part of the Krynoid. There's no...way..."

"You have to know something about them," Jesse looked at Jeremy, who was in
agony on the wall, writhing along it, thrusting his hips in pain, "It looks
as though he's possessed!."

The Doctor hit his own head, "Well, if you're going to be possessed, be
possessed by the best!"  He ran to a table near the wall, that was nearly
attached to the wall. "That rhymes! And I didn't mean it to fit the
crimes!"  He looked at the formulas on the papers on the table and saw the
test tubes. He began to pour some into a larger jar. "Jesse! Help me!"

"Doctor, help me!"  Jeremy cried, "Help MEEEEE!"

The Doctor ran over to him, and patted his head and his arm three times,
"Don't worry, Jeremy, I'll save you! Just hold on!"  He ran back to the
table.  He noticed Jeremy's back over the boy's shoulder, it was all
bark-like and green mulch.  He ran back to the table.

Jesse ran to the Doctor, "What can I do to help?"

The Doctor nodded to some test tubes on a rack on the wall shelf. Jesse
grabbed two of them and the Doctor poured them into the jar. As he worked,
Jesse watched him and at times, turned to look at Jeremy. "I've encountered
these things twice...no, three, no, four times before or more. I know them
well. It turns out I've just remembered that..."

Jesse looked at Jeremy. Jesse could see thick green hide where Jeremy's
back should be and shoulders and skin. Jeremy's face was now molded and his
eyes were the only thing that was recognizable as Jeremy. His hands were
slowly turning into tentacles. The mass of body was changing. A thick green
hulk. The skin was gone, replaced by green vegetation. His pants were
busted out of. More green slimy monster. The blue eyes shone out. Jeremy
gasped and moved away from the wall, his back leaving it, leaving a green
mold on the wall. "Doctor. Jesse. Get out of here," he managed to say,
gurgling through vegetable matter that was now his throat. He had to force
himself to speak, "Get out of here before I KILL YOU!  I can't hold it
back! I can't stop it! YOU can't stop it!"  His voice was changing, too. It
sounded deeper. More alien than anything Jesse had ever heard before...and
that's saying something.  The tentacles whipped in the air, ready to reach
at the Doctor and Jesse.

The Doctor stirred his jar furiously, "...remembered that I've been working
on a formula to reverse this process."

"I thought it couldn't be," Jesse looked from Jeremy, the monster to the
Doctor's jar. He ducked as a tentacle grew out of Jeremy, extending even
further.

The Doctor hurriedly took something out of his jacket pocket and ripped
open the packet and poured green sugar like material into the
concoction. "It never could be. Been meaning to. Three worst words in
human, alien, or otherwise language. I had encountered them in my 4th, this
one by the way, mind you the nose is a definite improvement, incarnation,
my 7th when they allied with that Master fellow, the most evil being in the
whole universe, and in my 8th half human body. I think there was another
time, too but I've forgotten. Hate those things..."  He looked at the open
and forgotten pod remains, "...wretched thing..."  Then he looked back at
his work as he stirred, poured, and figured. He spoke rapidly as he worked
on the concoction. "The thing is, I've never had the time to actually make
the cure."

Jeremy gasped, "Can't resist...urge...kill you both...you first, Doctor..."
Jeremy forced himself backward but then leapt forward some more, his body
mass increasing at the sides, as the green bush like material bulked him up
on both sides.

Jesse swallowed and looked away from his friend, now a monster. "You have a
cure?" Jesse patted the Doctor's back.

"Well, the beginnings of one. It's in me head, you know," the Doctor patted
his head with both hands.

Jesse looked from the stalking Jeremy Monster to the Doctor, "Don't stop!"

"Sorry," the Doctor kept at it, "Jeremy's doing his best to try to hold it
back but the creature within wants one thing: to wipe out all non plant
life. All human life.  So I'd say: now, there's no time like the present to
see if it works, is there?"  The Doctor kept working even as he knew the
thing was just a few feet from him. He could feel the wind as the tentacles
waved in the air. One knocked his hat off.  "Me hat!"

Jesse turned to face the Krynoid that was once his lover and put his back
to the table. The Monster was upon them! "Doctor!"  The tentacles waved
stingers at them both!

The Doctor threw the jar onto Jeremy the Monster's chest and it splashed,
shattered and splattered all over the chest and the drippings moved down to
the rest of the body. A few splashes moved up to Jeremy's thick, green and
bulbous neck. The Krynoid-Jeremy backed off. It spun around. Jesse blinked,
opened one eye and said, "Doctor...I think...I think it's working!"

"Spot on!"  the Doctor said and punched a fist in the air.  "And a thousand
academics just punched the air! Florists, too!"

Jeremy yelled and as he spun, they could see his eyes were back to normal
and his skin, although green, lost the putrescence. Another spin further
away and the arms were more normal. More human, that of a muscular hot
teen. The green tint faded on the next turn.  The stingers were replaced by
fingers. The tentacles with biceps and triceps. Jeremy spun toward them
again. By the time he reached them, he was fully Jeremy and fully
naked. The Doctor reached out and caught him from the front, passed him off
to Jesse, who caught him from behind and held him up. Jeremy was
unconscious now.  The Doctor wiped his hands off, rubbed them together and
waved them about.  "I shall call it Krynoid Avoid."

Jesse stood over Jeremy's body, which was on its back. But it as Jeremy
again. Jesse put his hands on his head, "You did it! You actually did it!"
He leaned over Jeremy, kneeling next to him. He listened for breath. "He's
alive!"

The Doctor leaned down and kissed Jeremy's cheek and tasted. "Human
though. The definite article."  He started to pick him up, "Well, come on,
Jesse help me!"

Jesse helped by steadying Jeremy on the other side. "His skin. If that were
possible, I'd say it's even smoother than it was before."

"You noticed. A common side effect of the formula. Or at least it will
be. Imagine the ..."  they carried him outside, "Oh hullo, Romana! Jesse,
have you met Romana, she...he...he's my third best friend."

"Don't rub it in, Doctor," Romano said, "Longest rescue in history!"

"The Doc had to undo Jeremy. He was turning into..something called a
Krynoid..."  Jesse startled Roman, who backed off trying to steady Jeremy's
chest.

"No need for alarm. The Krynoid's time is up," the Doctor smiled, "He's
cured."

Roman backed away anyway and looked impressed, "You cured the Krynoid?"

"An infection of one, yes," The Doctor smiled, let go of Jeremy to snarl at
Roman, "YES!"

"Doctor!"  Jesse gasped as he almost lost control of and dropped Jeremy.

"Oh, sorry!"  The Doctor flanked Jeremy who began to stir. "I think he's
coming awake."

"He often cums in his sleep," Jesse added.

"So, now the Krynoid can be cured and endured!"  The Doctor laughed at his
own play on words.

Jesse frowned, "That's the silliest thing you've ever said!"

"Shhh, sshhh, don't bother about listening to me, I never do," the Doctor
returned to whispering again. "Where we going, Roman, aye?"

"My TAR...room," Roman stated as he helped steady Jeremy from behind. "I'll
show it. It's protected from outside forces and sort of exists outside of
time. We'll be safe there."

"I don't want us safe."  The Doctor said.

From across Jeremy's face, Jesse looked sideways at the Doctor.

"Well, maybe for now, any storm in the port, aye?"  The Doctor forced a
smile. He heard marching boots. "I hear marching boots."  He stopped and
Jesse almost dropped Jeremy.

Jesse was getting angry now, "Will you stop...!"

"Shhh. Shhh."  The Doctor waved his free hand. With the other he steadied
Jeremy. Jesse helped. "Jesse, you know I think those marching boots are
attached to marching feet and those marching feet are attached to marching
..."

Roman put his head between Jeremy's side and the Doctor's, "Knees?"

"No, no. No, shhh!"  The Doctor listened, "Chancellery Guard."

Jesse tried to contain his rising anger at them stopping to talk
foolish...and failed. "And they're coming this way," he had to force
himself to whisper and not shout.

"This way," Roman stepped out front again and urged them on.

"We'll take a chance, god," the Doctor joked.

"You know as the situation gets worse, so do your puns," Jesse said.

"In this incarnation or all of them."

"Well...let me think about that."  Jesse said, earnestly.

Five Guards came around a corner behind them. One called out, "Stop in the
name of..."

"...in the name of love before you break my hearts...?"  the Doctor asked.

The Guards all aimed guns at them from behind. Jesse gasped, "We're always
getting something stuck at us from behind."

The Doctor raised one eyebrow but I'm not going to tell you which one.

"Part from that boy."  The same guard demanded.

"Now, there's something you don't hear every day, do you?"

"Part or be burned on the spot!"

"Well, he's burned my spot where I part."

"Do it, Doctor," Roman said, crouching down under Jeremy's frame so that
the guards could not see him.

"I don't know if Jeremy's strong enough. He was almost a Kryn..."

Jeremy turned to look at the Doctor. He smiled, "Doctor, I'm okay. I think
I can stand."

"But can you stand me, aye?"

"You?"  Jeremy looked lovingly at him, "You saved my life. Again. No matter
what happens even now, I love you and always will."

The Doctor cleared his fourth throat, "Yes, parting now. Parting of the
gays so to speak."  The Doctor parted and whirled around to face his
enemies.

As he parted, Roman shot the stun gun at all five guards before they could
register that there was a fourth person with the trio. The guards all
fell. Roman, coldly, turned and stated, "That's that done. Let's move on."

The Doctor re-grabbed Jeremy's side and put his arm over his own but
directed his next comment to Roman, "Don't you think you should put me...I
mean them to bed?"  Roman ignored him as they moved onward. As they did, he
joked, "Are you sure, Ro? One of them might have hit their head on the way
to the floor...may be seriously..."

"I don't care," Roman said, "And..." he turned slightly with the stun gun
pointed at the Doctor, who winced a bit, and then turned back, "Don't call
me Ro."

"I like Ro. It's short...like you," the Doctor winked at Jeremy and Jesse,
"ha ha."

Roman crinkled up his mouth, "I like Fred better."

"Fred? Oh that, old name? Well, okay. Are we almost there yet, Mother
Romana?"

Roman opened the door, "Hurry. Hurry. The time the doors open...it means
the entire sh...room is vulnerable."

As Jesse helped get Jeremy through the door in the wall, he started to say,
"That's just like the TARD..."

"Shhh, Shhh," the Doctor said, "The ears have walls."

Inside, Roman shut the door again by a switch on the wall. "So," the Doctor
helped Jesse get Jeremy settled at the quaint kitchen table. "This is...my
companion is correct. Lovely TARDIS you have here."

"I'm surprised you didn't pick up on it earlier," Roman stated.

"Like I said, a crying day," the Doctor remarked and looked around. "I
rather like it. Not as comfy or reliable as an old type 40..."

Roman laughed, "Pffftttt...what?"

The Doctor put a long arm around Roman's back and he melted again. "All
seriousness aside, Fred, thank you for helping us. Without you, we wouldn't
have been able to make it out of there."

"You really have a cure for Krynoids?"

"Yes, I'll give it to you and you can spread it around," the Doctor said,
"Almost like the time you and I had...and almost gave..."  He couldn't
finish his story because he realized both Jeremy and Jesse were looking at
him. Shaking their heads. "yes, well, one can carry a Jeremy too far, can't
one? A joke?"

"You consider me a joke?"  Jeremy grinned.

"Far from it," the Doctor smiled a large toothy grin. "Now, the same
problem. How to find MY Tardis, aye?"

"First, the really rather important thing for this boy," Roman went to a
stove, "Tea!"

"Doctor," Jeremy coughed, "Thank you for saving me and for trying to get us
back to it but I think there are other problems. Other things going on here
that might concern you...us..."

"What do you mean?"

"Before I was caught, I found this room. I think you have to see it. I
think I should take you to it," Jeremy rested. Roman gave him a cup. "I'm
not entirely sure but I think there were some kind of Daleks ..."

"Daleks...!"

"Yes, I'll...take you to it," he started to stand up, putting his tea down.

Roman smiled, "Not until you've had some tea."

"Yes, it's tea that does a body good."  The Doctor came over and put his
hands on the shoulders of Jeremy and gently made him sit down.  "I know
from personal experience. Not only that, it helps open the mind so you can
fight giant praying mantis like monsters called Plagues?"

"Plagues? You mean the Scourge?"

"Yes, that's it, that's it exactly," he takes a cup of tea from her and
puts it in his pocket. "One for the road, aye."

Jeremy drank some, "This is good, thanks, Roman."

"Roman, you used to travel with the Doctor," Jesse winked at Jeremy, "Can
you tell us some more stories about that?"

"What? What? What?"  The Doctor asked, "We haven't tea for that time. Or
time for that tea. Have we, Jeremy? I've got to see that room you were
talking about."

"There were things growing all over jars in it. And I think these tubes had
sort of Cybermen in them."

"Cybermen, too?"

"No, more than two," Jeremy joked.

"That settles it then. We have to go there. As soon as you can show me
where it is."

Roman argued, "He can draw you a map."

Jeremy finished the tea, stood up as he drank it, "No, no. I'm fine,
really. I can show him right now."

"Jesse, you stay here with..."

"Oh, no. I'm not letting you two out of my sight for one minute. Every time
I do, you get yourselves into trouble."

"Now look," the Doctor pointed, "I'm in charge..."

Jeremy, Jesse, and Roman lifted their eyebrows. It was all they had to
"say."

"Okay, come on," the Doctor whirled around and turned full around again and
bumped into both Jeremy and Jesse at the same time. "Roman?"

"I'll prepare my TARDIS to find your TARDIS."

"You stay here and try to find my TARDIS by preparing your TARDIS to find
my TARDIS."

"Good idea, Doctor."

"Thank you, Fred."

"Maybe they can make a love connection or something."  The Doctor waved,
turned again and strode out of Roman's TARDIS.

Roman shed his clothes again and started to change into a sailor boy's
outfit (see Leisure Hive). "Don't get caught," he called to Jesse and
Jeremy, "We only just..."  then he puffed as he realized they were already
out of ear shot.  "Sigh."

The three arrived the door and as they moved as one, the Doctor, Jesse and
Jeremy all got stuck in the doorway. The Doctor stopped and looked at them,
"I want you and you to wait out here and here," he pointed to the spots
where he wanted them to wait.


"But..."

"No butts this time. Haha."  He rubbed the side of his nose and gave a
mischievous glance.

"Look," Jeremy put his hands out, "We want to help you."

"Impossible at this time," the Doctor sighed in an almost hiss.  "If I'm
right about what's in there...and I invariably am...always right. I'm going
in now and I may be some time but I shall return."  He turned and started
inside.  He turned back to them, "I know what will do me good...a song."

"By me?" Jesse perked up, "I can sing..."

"By me..."  he started to sing and turned again and headed inside.  "Where
have you been since I last saw you, last saw you? On Ilkley Moor without a
hat---without thy trousers on--Where have you been since I last saw you,
last saw you? Without thy trousers on. Where have you been since I last saw
you? On Ilkley Moor without a hat---On Ilkley Moor without a hat."

Jesse heard him singing and sang back, "Don't go without your hat, don't go
without your hat!"

Jeremy rolled his eyes, "Don't encourage him!"

"I think he's quite mad," Jesse observed.

"Wouldn't you be after all he's been through?

"We've been through," Jesse corrected. Jeremy put his hand around Jesse's
back to opposite shoulder.

"On Ilkley Moor without a hat. You---without thy trousers on! I have been
courting Mary Jane. Without thy trousers on! You are bound to catch your
death of cold oh dear, was it where the nuns play rugby! Never mind that,
old Doctor, where the sheep fly backwards---actually saw that on Metella
Orontus once. Where's that, Nyssa my dear old thing? Then we will have to
bury you where the sheep fly backwards---howzat?---anti grav---or was
that?...where the ducks wear trousers---saw that, too, howzat? Tis they be
the dominant life form on Beniform. More often than not, oh I've lost the
rhythm, ehh, haha, and the rhythm. No matter, THEN the worms will come and
eat you up where the ducks play football! Then the ducks will come and eat
up the worms where the ducks play football! Then we will go and eat up the
ducks! Then we will all have eaten you! That's where we get our own back
where the nuns play rugby! an' they've all got spots!!!

Jeremy turned to Jesse, "We should be in there with him."

Jesse was gone. Jeremy shook his head, "Now where's that boy gone to?"  He
turned and followed the Doctor inside.

Carefully monitoring every step, Jeremy snuck into the huge room, which had
other doors sprouting from it. The room was a different color now. Purple,
pink, and velvet. There were more sounds inside. And yet somehow other than
the singing, which stopped, the room seemed so silent. "Doctor," he
whispered. "Doctor, where are you?"  He stepped toward the tables of
hanging lights and bubbling liquids. "Doctor?"

A hand slapped down on his shoulder, "No need to shout, I'm right here."

Jeremy had jumped. "Doctor, Doctor. Don't do that again. Doctor."

"Why did you follow me in?"  The Doctor said, stern. When Jeremy turned to
face him, it was a scarier Doctor he had faced. He had the same face and
same body, thank goodness, for Jeremy didn't know how many lives back the
Doctor had but to him, it seemed as if he only had about three or four more
after this one. Or did he? He wondered about the Other the Doctor always
talked about.

"I didn't want to face all this alone."

"Good, good. Good lad," the Doctor said louder and stomped past his lover
to the other side of the wall. "You're correct, these tubes contain growing
Cybermen. The machinery inside is replacing body parts with ...welllll,
machinery."

"That's horrible," Jeremy came up behind the Doctor.  "And the rest?"

"Some kind of incubation room that houses embryo Daleks, Krotons,
Sontarans. I'm much too old, Jeremy."

Jeremy frowned but then smiled, "Not any more."

"That's not funny."

"Doctor?"  Jeremy asked but had to ask again as the Doctor moved to the
table of bubbling liquids, "Doctor, what will happen to you when...you
know...?"

"You mean when I degenerate beyond my first life?"

"Yes."

"I don't know. I don't know what's going to happen this time."

"This time?"

"Look, you've got to get out of here?"  He counted, "One, two...one and two
and a one and two..."  He used his fingers.  "Why didn't Jesse follow you
in?"

"I don't know. He's disappeared."

"Really? Do that all the time. Where's he disappeared to?"

"I think he's gone to find your hat."

The Doctor touched his head of curls. "Oh. Oh, I forgot it wasn't there."
He pushed Jeremy toward the exit. This Doctor was strong and even taller
than Jeremy. "You must get out. Get out now."

"What? Why?"

"There is a moral to this tale. When Courting Wears a Hat," The Doctor said
in an even more mysterious voice, "Don't go a courting Mary Jane. Make it
Mary Sue or Gary Sue and you're on."

"You're not making any sense...again."

"What?"

"Why is it safe in here for you and not for me?"

"It's not," the Doctor moved to a wall shelf and looked at large jars with
labels on them. He turned from them and his eyes were wide. He seemed to be
talking to himself. "This is the key to all my...all our problems,
Jeremy. Mmmm."

"Our problems?"  Jeremy moved to his side and put a hand on his shoulder,
"The three of us?"

Jesse just walked into the room and put the hat on his head, "I found your
hat."

"Ahh, well that's the important thing."  He smiled, "Always die with your
hat on."

"Die?"  Jesse asked. "What's in this room?"

Annoyed, Jeremy wanted an answer to his last question, "The reason for all
our problems?"

"Yes!"  the Doctor shouted.

Jesse asked, "Us three?"

"No!"  The Doctor turned abruptly and moved away from them, his long scarf
trailing. He turned back to them as if he realized something and he faced
the wall of shelves, "Those containers, these bubbling jars, those tubes,
and more beyond...it's beyond moral degradation."

"What do you mean?"  they both asked.

"We know the Time Lords set up things for the universe to have something to
strive against...together, yes?"

"Yes."

"We know they foresaw a time when the universe's civilizations went lazy
and fell into ruin, yes?"

"Yes."

"We know they felt that you and you distracted me, yes?"

"Yes."

"And that they were right, yes?"

"Yes," they both said and then answered, "NO!"


"A welcome distraction, yes?"

"Yes," they both said, annoyed.

"And that they didn't realize that the both of you are reasons for me, the
best reasons, yes?"

"Yes."

"I didn't finish!"

"Yes," they said flatly.

"The best reasons for me to fight are you and you. Yes."

"Yes!"  They answered enthused.

"This is their storeroom area. The area where these Time Lords...whichever
ones they are, past, present, future, all three...and if they are Time
Lords from before our Norm Universe existed...there were Time Lords before
my Time Lords in another universe before time..."

"We know," Jeremy pouted.

"We were in some of them," Jesse added.

"These are most of the evils I've fought most of my lives."  The Doctor
whirled and put his arms and hands out.  "I can destroy them at the root,
so to speak and no offense to those who formerly had roots."

"That's not funny, Doctor."

"It's not meant to be."  The Doctor motions to the jars, "And what worries
me is that these jars are empty."

"What do they say?"  Jesse touched one.

The Doctor pulled Jesse's hand away from the wall jar, "Don't touch!"  He
calmed down and moved past some. "This one, the Animus," and as he moved
past others, he read them, "The Great Intelligence, pffst, is there any
greater arrogance to name yourself great and intelligence when you're
neither. The Beast...now, that's original."  He read one and his eyes went
wide, "The Osirians, the Fendels, oh no. The Nestene, the Great Old
Ones---and trust me they were great at being evil. Soggoth, Yog Soggoth,
Sug Soggoth, well, there's taking variability in a name a step too
far. Azaroth, Ragnorock, the Scourge, Chelonians, the Deep Ones, the
Elders, Hastor, Cthululu, and many others."

"But they're not there," Jesse peeked up at one. Again, the Doctor pulled
him away.

"That's what worries me. I think those rooms in there, some of them are
vortexes."

"Which means?"  Jeremy raised his eyebrows.

"That in those vortexes, those things, those horrors... they're being
created...by the Time Lords. These Time Lords. Maybe my Time Lords."

"Yours?"

"The one that spawned me."  The Doctor frowned. "That's grossly immoral of
them."

"They think they're doing good," Jesse nodded.

"Good grief. The Osirians. Most of them are okay chaps and gals
but...there's this one..."

"So what are you gonna do about it?"  Jesse asked.

 "You and you..."  he pointed at each of them in turn, "Out."  As they
protested, he added, "Look, listen. I can do it but I need you both outside
in case I need you there."

"Makes sense to me," Jesse shrugged.

"All right but one wrong sound, one wrong thing and we...come in," Jeremy
pointed this time.

"Agreed," the Doctor nodded. As the two boys left, the Doctor whispered,
"But do I have that right?"  He put his hands in his pockets and felt the
tea in the cup Romano had given him. "Good ole Romana...Romano. Maybe
putting some tea into the mix." He took the cup out and poured some into a
jar of a Dalek embryo. Something stirred inside. "I am so sorry about
this...poor old thing..."  Instantly and surprisingly, a claw shot up out
of the jar.

In the hallway, Jesse and Jeremy waited. Jesse nodded, "I'm going back in."

"You promised to wait," Jeremy said, "Give him a few...aw, fuck. What's
taking so long?"

"You wanna go in as badly as I do," Jesse smiled.

"Yeah, come on..."  Jeremy agreed. "I can't wait out here and do
nothing. Let's go back in."

"We could be putting him in danger though," Jesse thought.

"Doctor?"  Jeremy called, "Are you all right?"

"Doctor?"  Jesse called, too.

"Doctor, what are you doing?"  Jeremy asked.

They hear a crash. The two of them step forward. The Doctor comes running
out but both his hands are at his neck trying to remove the claws and arms
of an octopus – like monster around it, clinging to his back and wrapped
around his neck! He is choking. "Jeremy! Jesse! HELPPAAAARGGHHH!"

The two boys ran at the Doctor and pulled at the creature around his
neck. "I can't breath!"

Jesse gasped, "It's crushing his wind pipe! Jeremy, it's killing him!"

"I know!"  Jeremy smacked the back of his hands at the bulbous head of the
monster. Jesse moved his hand under the arms of the thing and
pulled. Jeremy and Jesse pulled the thing off the Doctor. The Doctor gasped
and fell back and hit the wall next to the door of the incubation room.

Jesse ran to the Doctor, "Jeremy! His wind pipe! It's crushed!"

The Doctor began to slide down the wall, his hat sliding off. He had his
hands out. Jesse grabbed his left arm, "OHHH NOOO!"

Jeremy grabbed Jesse around the waist, "Get back! Get off him!"

"What? Lemme go!"  Jesse reached out to the Doctor, but then noticed why
Jeremy was pulling him. There was a green glow that turned white. "Doctor!"

"NO! Get back! It's dangerous to be in the field of his
regen...degeneration!"  Jeremy pulled Jesse back and almost off his
feet. He swung his lover sideways. They watched in astonishment.

"Never fails to amaze me!"  Jesse gasped.

"Me, too!"

The Doctor's face glew green and white and then yellow with fire. His eyes
stayed the same. He tried to stand up as the glow dissipated.  His back hit
the wall. Jesse looked, "Doctor?"

"You're the same!"  Jeremy stared at the Doctor's eyes, the only part that
made him realize the Doctor was the Doctor. It then that he took in the
rest of the Doctor's face. It was old. It was the Fourth Doctor but it was
incredibly old. His eyes were red with blood shot veins. The sides of his
eyes had immense crow's feet. His forehead was wrinkled. His hair was not
as curly but it was white. He had a long white beard. All of his hair was
white. The voice was the same but it was more gravely, "1250 plus."  His
beard ran down his chest. His mouth quivered when he spoke and he seemed
unsteady on his feet. His hands shook.

"Doctor!"  Jeremy ran to him. Jesse followed and looked at the Doctor. They
had to steady him.

"I'm 1250...in one body which means...I'm something like...what am I
like. Over 10,000 years old.  I'll soon die...for good."

He was incredibly old!

STING music into the full Tom Baker theme heard at the end of INVASION OF
TIME part six with the full spiritual type music and chimes added.

Doctor Who...Tom Baker Old Doctor Who...Tom Baker Jesse...Jesse McCartney
Jeremy...Jeremy Sumpter Romano...a young Logan Lerman Pandak...Allen Chuntz
Zagreus...James Warwick Time Lord scientist with Krynoid...Tony Beckley
Time Lord Brute Guard ...John Challice Time Lord Guard 2...Mark Jones Time
Lord Guard 3...David Masterman Time Lord Guard 4...Harry Fielder Krynoid
Voice...Mark Jones Main Guard...David Masterman Guards...Alan Chuntz, Ray
Barron, John Acheson, Cybermen and guards...Pat Gorman, Hilary Minster,
John Gleeson Music...Geoffrey Burgon, Dudley Simpson,

TIME LIFE EXTRAS: Sting music leads to a brief bit of the Tom Baker early
theme into...DOCTOR WHO advertisers card (Shows the Third Doctor with his
hand out, rushing out of Bessie, a gyrocopter in the air, the Who Mobile in
the background with the Brigadier and Jo Grant in it, Mike Yates and Benton
are armed and pointing guns at Bok, the living gargoyle and there's an
explosion and a Silurian on it).  MUSIC: strange music from the running
scenes in Gallipoli—the synthesizer music as the audience waits for two
to three minutes for DOCTOR WHO to continue...  Voice of Howard Da Silva
accompanied by scenes to next episode...  "Next time, Doctor Who's friends
have been startled by the Time Lord's age before but it has never been like
this. Their friend, the Doctor, is now well over 10,000 years old and
continuing to age...and he shows no signs of regenerating. Doctor Who's
mind is so addled that he has to leave his friend to solve a puzzle left to
trick the evil one, Sutek...the Destroyer...and along the way, the Doctor
meets an old friend in Space Traffic Control..."

Jesse: Doctor, wake up. What if I get it wrong?  Doctor: We die. Good
luck. (he falls asleep on his feet)

Sting music into the TOM BAKER regular theme, the full theme from the last
part of INVASION OF TIME. Previewed by Howard Da Silva...

ANNOYING POPPING WHIRLING MUSIC that accompanies DISTRIBUTED BY TIME LIFE
FILMS.  BBC END OF EXTRAS.