Date: Fri, 12 Jul 2013 14:34:55 -0400 (EDT)
From: J
Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse and Jeremy 124

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TIME LIFE FILMS EXTRA

The Doctor's face glowed 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 was only 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.  "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!

Howard Da Silva narration, "Doctor Who's windpipe was crushed last time,
thus while his two friends looked on helplessly, he once more
degenerated...only not into a new body. From the time his body was in the
Tachyon Recreation Generator in the Leisure Hive on the war torn planet of
Argolis, the Doctor's body has aged over 1250 years. Added to his own age,
he is now some 10,000 years old."  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.

"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."

Howard Da Silva, "He was incredibly old!"  "Doctor!"  Jeremy gasped.

END OF EXTRA

JEREMY, JESSE, AND DOCTOR WHO 124


"And now on BBC1, it's all about time travel with your favorite Time Lord
Doctor Who starring the best Doctor, Tom Baker...as he faces the Creations
of Horror in part two of our story..."

TOM BAKER TITLE SEQUENCE DIAMOND LOGO(from Ark in Space episode one which
is tinted green for just that one time) and extended ending repeated over
and over...(17 seconds or more)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MYmq1SsnVI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvuvljREPlI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ns_dSulE5-U



OR

Tom Baker season 18 opening: a star field burst out of space. Photon
torpedo sounds as it blares across space. Red, blue, green, yellow. It
splits as many a space super nova flies 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 two

By I and J


Jeremy and Jesse 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 breathe!"

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 glowed 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!

"1250!?"  Jesse gasped.

The Doctor blinked and held a shaking, liver spotted hand up, "My, is that
how old I am?"

"You just told us that Doctor," Jeremy said and held his forearm.

"I did? My how fast time flies when you're talking. I didn't think I didn't
think I was more than eight..."

"Eight?"  Jesse looked for help from Jeremy. And then back to the Doctor,
who had his eyes closed as he stood.

"8 thousand and seven hundred and fifty. Time flies when you're flying
through time, doesn't it?"

"Doctor, what can we do?"  Jeremy asked.

"DO? DO! DO!?"  The Doctor still had his eyes closed but then opened them,
"Get K9 to explain it to you."  As the boys looked to each other for
support, the Doctor added, "No, no," he took his forearm out of Jeremy's
hand and waved, "Same plan. We find the TARDIS..."

"What about the vortex?"  Jesse asked, "And all those monsters and entities
inside there?"  He pointed to the room.

"Ahhh," the Doctor turned and turned and faced them again, "That room."

"Yes," Jesse nodded, "What do we do?"

"You do nothing. I...I have to go back in and destroy it," the Doctor
mumbled. It was strain to get out the words.

"Are you sure that's the right thing to do?"  Jeremy asked.

Jesse was irritated by that, "Now why'd you have to go and ask him that?"

The Doctor hunched over, "Well, that's the question," he said slowly. He
shut his eyes.

Jesse shouted, "Doctor! What's the question?"

"Better still, what's the answer," Jeremy asked.

The Doctor snored. "He's not got much longer, has he?"  Jesse asked.

"I don't know," Jeremy swallowed, "We have to get him back to Romano. He'll
know what to do about this."

"No, no. I have to check out that vortex room," the Doctor turned and
shuffled through the open door.

"He's going right back in to the same room that almost killed him!"  Jesse
gasped, "That's either very...or very..."

"C'mon!" Jeremy patted his arm and ran after the Doctor, then almost
collided with his ancient back.

The Doctor slowly turned to him and his hands were on that ancient back,
"You know my delicate back is a disaster area today. I don't think I'm cut
out of this kind of work anymore, do you?"

"Of course you are, Doctor," Jesse smiled. Then, turned to look at Jeremy,
who was recovering from almost crashing into him.

"Yeah, what's the plan?"

"Plan? Plan? Plan, well that's the thing isn't it?"  The Doctor shut his
eyes again. He swallowed. He cleared his throat. "Sleep is for tortoises."
He opened his eyes again. "Now, where was I? Ahh, yes, the Leisure Hive on
Argolis."

"No, Doctor, we're on Gallifrey. It seems as if it is the far far
past. Ancient Gallifrey," Jeremy corrected.

"Don't you go correctin me, Lucy," the Doctor yelped.

"He's not himself?"  Jeremy asked.

"Are you kidding me? That seems as if he was exactly like the Doctor we
knew. You know the one we first met that was talking about Jurassic Park
and Sherlock Holmes?"

"Yea, I remember."  Jeremy smiled.

"And remember what that thing was that just crawled off?"  The Doctor
pointed out. "THAT was a Dalek embryo."

"Yes, I remember," Jesse nodded.

"Precisely. Well, not really. What you actually encountered in the past was
a Dalek, full blooded Dalek taken out of its Dalek casing by a Cyberman,
newly created Cyberman on the Moon."

"Don't remind me again," Jesse grew serious. "Lots of people died."

"A mere soups on, Will Robinson!"

"What, Doctor?"  Jeremy asked.

The Doctor's voice cracked and whistled as he spoke, "Those few hundred
deaths are a mere soup's on, nothing, you hear me NOTHING compared to what
is going on in that ...on all of those...these rooms."  He shuffled to the
door near the wall shelf and swallowed. He nodded, his head shaking in
little movements as if they were involuntary.

Jesse whispered to Jeremy, "We're not going to get anything done like
this. Certainly not fast enough before he..."

"He expires?"  Jeremy frowned. "We have to get Romano."

"I can still hear you, you know," the Doctor used the sonic screwdriver to
open the door.

"Yeah?"  Jesse stuck his chin up, "Wad we say?"

"You said we're going to get all this done on Gallifrey before Roman or
Romano or Romana or Fred...never could get that a young lad gal's name
straight even in my middle age...perspires."

"Yes, Doctor, that's what we said," Jeremy smiled and shrugged.

Jeremy turned to see Jesse's disapproving face. "We have to tell him the
truth."

"What? That he sucks like this?"

"Door open. That was too easy," he stood up straight again, "Now, stand
back. There could be booby traps."

"Well we don't have any big boobies," Jesse said.

"Time to destroy the vortex that is creating the Animus, the...the Great
Intelligence...the...you know all those things I already named...time to
get rid of them."

"Doctor, you're going to commit murder then?"  Jeremy asked. "How?"

"I have to give it some tea," the Doctor frowned, "That should do the
trick. The concoction Fred calls tea will be enough to prevent it from
becoming."

"Won't that change time?"  Jeremy asked. Ignoring him, the Doctor already
moved through the open door.

"Hmmmm," they heard him say.

"DOCTOR!"  Jesse rushed forward, "THE DOOR IS CLOSING!"  Jeremy was a
second behind him but Jesse made it through the door and Jeremy didn't. It
slid in front of him. He didn't know what to do. He tried to move it. He
tried to slide it in and frantic, he began to bang on it.

Jesse and the Doctor stood on a floor that was rapidly disappearing. Jesse
held onto the Doctor's back, "Hmmmm? Is that all you can say is Hmmmm? To
all that!?"

Beyond what should have been the far wall was a huge
blue-purple-white-yellow vortex that was slowly spiraling. It began to pick
up speed in its turning. "It's one of the greatest feats of temporal
engineering and bio physical balancing that I've ever seen," the Doctor put
his hands up in the air and let them drop, "It's brilliant. Totally evil
but brilliant."

Jesse squinted to see inside, "Those things...what did you call them? The
Animus? The Intelligence? Osirins? They...they're in there, aren't they?"

"They're being created and at the moment of their inception, they're being
sent through time to their start..."  the Doctor said, staring at the focal
point of the vortex, "Unimaginable..."  He looked down and saw the vortex
was swallowing the floor in front of them. "Hmmm. Now that is interesting,"
the Doctor pu this bottom lip out and shrugged. They heard bangs from the
other side of the door.

"That's Jeremy," Jesse said, "He'll get us out."

"Jeremy."  The Doctor shut his eyes. "8000 years goes by so rapidly."  He
held up his hand and it shook. He moved it back, "It's been nice knowing
you, Jesse."

Jesse moved to his front but not too far because the floor was vanishing
just a few feet ahead of them. Inside the maw of the vortex a huge gaping
mouth of spiked teeth turned. Tentacles waved. Monster sounds came from
within. Bulb like heads seemed to emerge from the walls. There were
eyes. Giant eyes. Red veined eyes.  "A titanic vein," the Doctor said. He
was breathing heavy.

"Doc, don't give up hope," Jesse smiled, "You never have before."

"I wasn't some 10,000 years, was I?"

Jesse swallowed as he looked into the vortex. Something tried to crawl out
of it. Something with suckers and cockroach like legs. To the side, a huge
helmet like head emerged. Jackal heads appeared. "This might be worse than
the blob thing."

The Doctor looked at the door, turning his back on the vortex and the
slowly decaying floor. The room was filled with spinning lights of all
colors. "Hmmmphh, They'd have to put this here, wouldn't they?"

"What is it?"  Jesse asked.

The Doctor shut his eyes again.

"Doctor?"

The Doctor energized awake. "Jeremy's very young!!!"

"What?"  Jesse asked.

"What was I doing?"  The Doctor asked.

"You were looking at this lock thing on the door," Jesse slapped the wall
near it. The floor was now just a small ledge.

"Yes, a kind of trilogic lock," the Doctor said, puffing heavily, "If I
were 2000 years younger, I'd have this open in a shot...but as things stand
and I obviously almost can't...it's up to you."

"Me?"

"That the problem with triologic locks..."  He shut his eyes again.

Jesse stared back at the vortex again, from his spot near the lock, "What's
the problem? Doctor?"

He didn't open his eyes, "They put that to keep Sutek out. It's the same
pattern type lock that the Osirians...the smart buggers...they must have
stolen the idea or..."  he drew in a great breath, "Huhhhh, they must have
it coded into their DNA to make something like this."

"Can you open it?"

"Get K9 to explain it to you. Good luck."  The Doctor leaned against the
wall to the left of the door and the lock and to Jesse's right.

"Doctor, I can't..."

"Can't? Can't! Of course you can. I ...what do you call it?"

"Doctor, you've got to do it. I'm not..."

"Not what? All systems for you are GO! GO! Go, Jeremy, GO!"

"I`m Jesse, Doctor. Jeremy's trying to kick in the door on the other side."

"You can do it.

Jesse looked at the lock. It was a mathematical and linguistic problem. "It
looks...almost musical."  He studied it.

"Alacrity, would be of the utmost, young sir," the Doctor felt his feet
lifted off the ground. The Vortex was sucking him into it. "Jesse..."

Jesse waved his hand up. "Shhh. Shhh please, I've almost got this."

"Get me," the Doctor said. He put a hand on Jesse's shoulder.

Jesse turned and saw the Doctor lifted off his feet. He grabbed the Doctor
with one hand and found his legs were going up, too. He held onto the frame
of the lock mechanism. "Doctor, can you hold onto my body?"

"I've done it before!"  The Doctor had to yell over the noise from the
vortex. He tried to turn and as he did, he saw a spiral staircase of bone
emerge from the vortex. "SUTEK!"

"Good."

"No, Sutek's bad. That's very bad."

Jesse was working the logic puzzle in his mind, "Base four...I meant good
that you can hold onto me."

"I have done it before."

"Good."

"Haven't I?"

Jesse sighed, "Yes, hold on, I need at least one of my hands!"

"Jesse, when was the last time you needed to do it with just one hand, ay?"
The Doctor managed to turn his body so that his front was away from the
vortex now and facing Jesse's back now. The noise from the vortex rose. "Or
any hand. You've always had partners!"

"Doctor, I need for you to shut up."

"Sorry. Not used to that being said to me."

Outside, Jeremy stopped kicking at the door. He hadn't noticed the things
creeping out of jars and slithering toward him. One was a Dalek
embryo. Another was a vine of some kind. A third was a series of combined
tentacles. With stingers. "I've never felt so helpless," he puffed, his
back to the monsters. "I'm here safe and sound and they're in there facing
the worst monsters the universe...no, the Time Lords have ever conjured
up."  Things crawled toward the back of his feet.

"My tea! I still have some of it," The Doctor said, losing his breath.

Jesse ignored him as he punched the keypad on the lock and slid the guider
to the other side of the puzzle, which revealed another puzzle.  "Who made
this? It's slippery enough to have been Borusa himself...almost there,
Doc..."

"Held in a gravity stasis in my pocket," the Doctor took the tea cup out,
"Thank you, Romana."  He flung the cup and the tea into the vortex, "There,
the Time Bores might have given you all some initial flaw that I can find
out but this will help me more. Tea is always on MY side. If you're to be
flawed in some way, there, what more flaw can I give evil than to warm you
up with tea. Haha."

"Got it!"  Jesse yelled and the door slid open. "Jeremy! HELP US!"

Jeremy got a grip on Jesse's shoulder and put his arm under Jesse and his
hand on Jesse's lats. He pulled. "It's very strong!"

"So are you!"  Jesse reminded him.  "Pull on us!"

"Don't you say the nicest things during non sex," Jeremy laughed. He pulled
Jesse and once through the door, the pull was less. The Doctor's body was
only half in and half out of the door. Jesse turned from the floor and got
to his feet and bent down at the same time. They grabbed the Doctor
together. They screamed.

Behind the Doctor the large devil like BEAST roared out of the vortex. It
was trying to fight against the pull of the created vortex. It was smoking
and steaming. It had horns. It had teeth and it was free. It said so, "I AM
FREE!"

"Why'd you both scream? What's that? What's behind me?"

"Devil!"  Jesse managed to eeek out.  Fortunately as the thing's huge claw
reached out, too, the mouth and claw snapping at the Doctor's back, just
inches from his feet, the thing was pulled back. Its face betrayed its
failure and the two boys recovered instantly.

Jesse and Jeremy didn't hesitate again. Jesse pulled the Doctor's shoulder
from one side and Jeremy pulled the Doctor up from the other side.

"Haha. There was nothing at all to worry about..."  the Doctor, catching
his breath for a moment, lost it again and pointed an arm straight out, his
finger indicating the three things that had been sneaking up on Jeremy.
"Don't touch them!"  The Doctor said, his scarf still dragging behind him
and floating thanks to the pull of the vortex.

"Not what I was planning on doing!"  Jesse gasped and moved back.  He knew
Jeremy was readying to fight against the things but instead, he had a
better idea. He pushed Jeremy one way and flung himself the other way, into
the Doctor. The things sprang, almost as one, and entered the vortex
pull. All three flew into the room and the vortex. The Beast opened its
mouth and they flew into it. Then, the Beast was sucked back. A hand held
up a strange puzzle box. A pinheaded Pinhead rose up from the Vortex but he
and other Cenobites were pulled in. Then the pull was over, and the vortex
sucked itself into itself and the room was normal. Jesse closed the door
using a keypad on this side.  Jeremy shook his head, "What the hell?"

Jesse puffed to Jeremy, "Thank you."

At the same time, Jeremy said, "Thank you."

Jesse put his hands on his knees as he bent over to recover, "Don't pass
out. Don't pass out."

"What took you so long to get the door open?"  Jeremy asked.

"What was the devil."

"Is he what kept you?"  Jeremy joked.

"No." Jesse stood up, and let out some air. "A logic puzzle. No, scratch
that. A series of puzzles. Mathematical. Linguistical. And musical."  Angry
that the Doctor might have done it faster, he turned to him, "YOU could
have done those."

"In my state? I'm not running at optimum. Look at me. I've never been more
of a mess..."

"Well, there was that Sixth Doctor..."

"Oh! Do keep quiet, Jeremy," the Doctor snapped.

Jeremy was surprised the Doctor snapped at him. He usually yelled at Jesse,
not him. He backed off.

Jesse looked at the Doctor, worried and upset, "How'd you know that I could
do that. After all, I'm not the greatest brain in the galaxy...like some of
your other companions have been..."

"Oaahh. You mean Romana. Don't judge yourself by her. She's spent hundreds
of years in schools. Besides, I knew you could do it."  The lower lip of
the Doctor's shook involuntarily.

"HOW?"  Jesse asked.  Jeremy smiled.

"I wouldn't go traveling around in time and space with someone's who's
stupid!"  The Doctor waved his hand to dismiss Jesse, "You should know that
about me by now, now. By then, too and by tomorrow, too. Look at these..."

Jeremy sidled up to Jesse, "You are smart, you know."  He put his arm
around him.

Jesse brushed himself off and straightened out his clothes, "Yeah, yeah. So
are you."

Jeremy bumped his hip into Jesse, "So what do you make he and Romano?"

"There's definitely something burning between them," Jesse said, "Probably
a dick or two."

Jeremy laughed, "Not that that makes a difference to us."

"Nope, we're all open about ...well, she...he's...he used to be a her. AND
they've been together a long time."

"So? So have we," Jeremy said, "He wouldn't change a thing about anything
right now."

"Right now?"  Jesse asked. He nodded to where the Doctor was bent over a
table, his head in his arms, asleep. A tentacle came out of a jar near
him. They rushed to him and woke him up.

"NOW!"  the Doctor shouting made his head hurt so he lowered his voice and
lowered his upraised hand, "Now, to these things. Now that those
monstrosities are set upon the universe, I can at least rid us of these."
The Doctor seemed aware, "Before I myself go the ways of the nether winds."

"You can't, Doctor," Jeremy nodded, "You...you'd be a murderer."

"I've always been," the Doctor snapped again, "I've got to stop fooling
myself. I've destroyed Vervoid...cor I've rhymed again.  Vervoids,
Shockeye, whole planets of evil doers, a cranky old guy that reminded me of
my first self who killed a poor innocent Triceratops, and I've even shot an
Ogron point blank..."

Jesse tried to intervene, "Yes, but you probably had no choice and..."

"Let me finish!"  The Doctor waved a shaking hand. "You weren't there. Nor
was that nonsensical nonsense about Clara. She was never part of my life."

"Clara? Barton?"  Jeremy asked.

The Doctor stopped and thought. He turned to Jeremy, slowly and had his
hand up, "You're a good boy, Jeremy."

"What?"

"I knew her, too."  The Doctor said, "Clara Barton. She was El Welled with
a John. Or something."  His voice had that shock value to it again, "John
J. Elwell, hasn't thought about him for years. Clara. There was a whiz with
spelling. And leeches. She would have put the Master in his place, aye? The
leech that he is."

Jeremy was a bit taken back with awe, "Gosh, even after all this time. You
still find ways to amaze me. Clara. Barton."

"Clara Barton. Jane Austen. Mary Shelley. Florence Nightingale."  He took
Jeremy's chin in his bony hand and focused Jeremy's eyes on his own, "They
were fantastic, they were. But none come close to the magic that is you."
Jeremy smiled at him, beaming. "And you," the Doctor turned to Jesse.  "My
beautiful Ganymedes. One of the only one of Zeus's lovers who was brought
to the stars and granted immortality. As I have given you. Don't waste
it. Find Romana after I'm gone..."

"Don't talk like that," Jesse snorted.

"She'l...he'll help you both put things right."

"You will," Jeremy stood up straight and straightened out the Doctor's
scarf and jacket. "We have faith in you."

"I'm going to rig this place to blow up."

"Look, I know we helped you blow up that planet of Cybermen but that...that
was different. This was. This happened. These things made others go against
them. Unite."

"From their evil came something good?"

"Yes."

"This is different. My people caused the major and minor evils of the
universes to come about. I can..."

"Murder them? Make sure they never existed? Were never born?"  Jeremy
nodded, "You can't. You don't have that right."

"WHAT? Do you know who I am? The Oncoming Storm. Death's Champion. Time's
Champion. There are alien worlds that have names for me I cannot even
pronounce! And you can't either!"  The Doctor was growing more and more
angry again.

"Just shut the fuck up, Doctor!"  Jeremy said, "This isn't you at all!
Murder? Genocide? Infanticide? You have no right to do that."

The Doctor grew angry and hit himself in the chest with his fist, "OF
COURSE I HAVE THAT RIGHT. I'M TIME LORD VICTORIUS! I WILL MASTER THESE
THINGS!"

Jeremy yelled, "Do you hear what you just said! You called yourself a
Master! You feel it. This is not one of those spots in time that will allow
you to do this. It will correct itself and make them, these evils, worse."

"Who made you such an expert? Humans cannot know those things..."

"You made me an expert. You did. Your powers...your mind...I feel them,
too. You've been inside of me. Of us. Jesse you feel it, too. Time cannot
be corrected here. He can't do this."

Jesse nodded, "Leave me out of this. I want him to do it. These things have
to be stomped out at the root. Or maybe your own root from the Krynoid..."

"Don't you fucking even go there, " Jeremy pointed at him, "I'm not under
its influence."

"Get out, I'm going to blow up this room and now."

"Doctor, how many times do I have to tell you," Jeremy insisted, "In this,
you do not have that right!"

The Doctor's ancient face was turning red, "IF I DON'T HAVE THAT RIGHT,
THEN WHO DOES?"

"No one," Jeremy said and the room seemed to go silent.

Jesse swallowed, "Jeremy, these things will go on to kill
millions...throughout time."

"And who's to say that if he fails, his actions won't make them worse?"
Jeremy asked.

"Worse?"  The Doctor looked up at the ceiling as if he heard something or
someone. "Worse?"

"Yes, you might change time. Again. Seeing or feeling that someone was
trying to destroy them, they might become even more ruthless, even more of
mercy less killers than they were in the regular timeline and maybe they
won't even know why they're that way, why they're worse!"  Jeremy pleaded,
"We can't let you do it."

"Keep me out of that "WE"---I'll let him," Jesse said, "I'm sick of this
weapon less state of ours. We need to fight back. To kill if we have to."

"GET OUT!"

"Doc, I was only trying to..."  Jesse started.  Jeremy recognized the tone
of the Doctor's and grabbed Jesse's arm to lead him outside.

"GET OUT! BOTH OF YOU. You don't let me do anything! I am a Time Lord! GET
OUT!"

"C'mon, Jeremy, he means it!"  Jesse pulled Jeremy out the door.

"Again, with the out," Jeremy said as the door slid shut, "He's in
there...all alone again..."

"And...and he's old," Jesse nodded and let go of Jeremy's shoulder and lat.

"What's he saying?"  Jeremy asked.  Jesse looked at him. They both had an
idea. They put their ears to the door.

The Doctor spun around in the room, his arms out, "Crises there will
continue to be. In meeting them, whether foreign or domestic, great or
small, there is a recurring temptation to feel that some spectacular and
costly action could become the miraculous solution to all current
difficulties. Eisenhow...er, said that—did you EAR that, out there, you
two?"

Jeremy whispered, "He knows we're listening."

"So? So what?"  Jesse asked.

"Human beings. That one in particular. Those two. One ready to fight for
me, be on my side against all morality. Ha! He's the love of my life."

Jesse looked at Jeremy as their faces were a mere inch from the other as
they leaned ears to door. Jesse winked. Jeremy almost nodded no to him,
looking disappointed. Jesse started to say something. "He..."

"Shhh."

"And the other one. My moral compass. In a hundred billion galaxies, you
will not find another like him."

Jesse winked at Jeremy again.

"Ready to stop me from doing my worst. From keeping my Time Lord wrath
escaping into this universe. Well, there you have it. There we are. Do
nothing. Do nothing. That will stop you. I give you mercy. My mercy...no,
not my mercy...the mercy of one called Jeremy. Remember it in your
DNA. Remember me, remember Jesse, and most of all, remember Jeremy. I don't
want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them. Enjoy
them. Dominate them. Much as Jeremy and Jesse do to me and I to them and
they to each other..."


"And we are all together, coo coo cachou..."  Jesse said.

"Shh," Jeremy shushed him again, made a face and added, "And what?"

The Doctor yelled from inside, "It's a song by the Beatles...don't think
for what you have done you do not deserve death!"

"Is he talking to us?"  Jesse asked.

"I..."

"I know shhhh..."

"I think he means those things in there."

Jesse smiled, "Shhhh."

"I dare say you do. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve
life. Katarina, Adric, Sara, Astrid, my own grandson Alex, and Hostess
who's name I don't know...I'm looking at you... For most, I cannot give
them the life they deserve. Can any of us give it to them?"

"The Rani might be able to," Jesse said, "She saved me."

"Shhh," Jeremy repeated.


"Then I shall not be too eager to deal out death in judgment."  He felt for
his hat and found it was lost again. "For even the very wise...wise! That's
me! Even they cannot see all ends. Sometimes we Time Lords believe we see
all. We do not. And for all you throw at them, at us, at me, you will not
cancel human beings. From the rising of the tribes to the falling of the
apes to the flying angels, you will not suspend, delay, or cancel their
plight. They will go on, on beyond this universe even, beyond the death of
the stars we see in our Gallifrean night sky...They, like my two companions
are indomitable. Of course, they will have a large hand in the right
directions...ME!  The willingness to forgive is a sign of spiritual and
emotional maturity—and it's high time I've reached it---it's one of the
great virtues we all should aspire. Imagine if you will, a world filled
with individuals willing to apologize and to accept an apology...Is there
any problem that could not be solved...among people who possessed the
humility and largeness of spirit and soul to do either---or both---when
needed? I have always found the mercy bears richer fruits than strict
justice. Lincoln told us that. I've always meant to go visit him and find
out if he truly was gay...anyway...I give you mercy! I give you life!
Remember who it was that gave it to you all. Remember and give in same. Pay
it forward and stay out of the fog..."

"Fog? What's he talking about now?"  Jesse asked.

Jeremy smiled, "It's another movie reference...now, I know he's closer to
being back to the Doctor...our first Doctor..."

"THE first Doctor more like," Jesse corrected. Jeremy's smile dropped. "He
might soon be gone altogether..."

"To wit that your owe your lives to the boy outside. Both of them in their
own way.


Jesse whispered, "Who's he foolin? I say kill em all."


"Jesse, didn't you even listen to a word he just said?"  Jeremy laughed,
"You're incorrigible."

"Good thing that word wasn't part of the puzzles I had to just solve,"
Jesse smiled.


"Also to wit, oh, that I held two more hearts near the two I already
possess...for these two are inadequate to contain the love I feel for those
two boys out there listening with ears to the door..."  The Doctor put his
hands up together as if in prayer and let them drop together, "I bid you
goodbye for now...not farewell. We shall see each other again...not as
enemies but as encounters...you in the corner of our ring, where someone
dabs mercy on your worthless souls..."

He strode to the door with more energy than before, and opened it. The boys
fell into the room, ears to floor now.  They stood up.  Jeremy said,
"Doctor," and hugged him. Jesse looked uncomfortable. "Nothing at all to
worry about. I had to have someone keep my under control. I need
someone. Someones," he looked over Jeremy's shoulder at Jesse, who looked
him in the eyes. Jeremy had his head on the Doctor's shoulder.

"HALT!!!!"

"Why? We're not moving!?"  The Doctor said, tut tutting and losing his
breath again.

Jeremy parted from the Doctor, "Thanks, Doc but time to snap into
action...for me! Jesse's right about one thing...we can't just let them
have you now!"  He ran at the Time Lords. The Doctor put a hand out...it
was shaking. He wanted to stop Jeremy.

Jeremy rolled through the air and barreled into the Time Lord guards who,
though they had guns raised, didn't know how to counter an attack like
this. A boy rolling sideways through the air. His body hit them full on and
knocked all seven of them to the ground. Jeremy kicked one's gun away,
tossed another, punched the face of another guard who didn't lose his gun,
and stood up. He drop kicked another guard.

Jesse put a hand on the Doctor's back, "Doctor, when I say run, run. Run."

The Doctor stood still and shut his eyes. One foot moved. He waddled.

Jesse repeated, "Doc, when I say run run. Run."

"Count down again," the Doctor said.

"When I say..."  Jesse rolled his eyes, "Come Doctor, run for your
life...lives."

"Run? I can barely shuffle..."

"Then shuffle for your lives. Shuffle!"  Jesse put a hand on his arm.

The Doctor shut his eyes. He moved very slowly.  Jesse sort of followed and
stood in front and urged.

"C'mon. You can do it, Doc."


"It's taking a toll on me, isn't it. Gateway Park? New York mayors not
withstanding. Jersey toll..."

"Doc, don't worry about it, just ru...try to move faster," Jesse said.

The Doctor put one foot in front of the other. Jeremy found a gun and
pointed it at the remaining trio of Time Lord guard. "It...only has one
setting... kill only," the Time Lord guard nearest him said.

"Put your jacks up," Jeremy pointed the gun, "I'll use it."

"No, Jeremy, you can't kill anyone," The Doctor called, "Remember?"


"Thanks, Doc," Jeremy said and wrapped the gun across the chins of all
three Time Lords. He ran as more came at him.

"HALT OR BE EXTERMINATED!"

"What did he just say?"  The Doctor pointed sideways.

"Never mind, that, Doc, move your ass, you...you're old," Jesse said,
"You're gonna get us all killed!"

Jeremy ran to them. "Don't be mean. We...there's more of them.

"BUT HE CAN'T SAY THAT!"  The Doctor raged.

"STOP! OR WE WILL KILL!"  Ten more guards came and pointed guns at them.

Jesse and Jeremy put their hands up. The Doctor turned his back to the Time
Lord guards, "They stole a copyrighted expression from the Daleks. What is
this multi verse coming to, huh? You can't rely on anyone not to steal from
Daleks." The Doctor pointed, "I shall be very cross."

"Turn around!"

The Doctor obeyed and turned all the way around so that he faced Jeremy and
Jesse again. He looked pained, "My varicose veins...are acting up. And I've
got fiber myalgia."  He looked at Jeremy, "A wise man once said We are all
ready to be savage for some cause. William James, I think it was," he
looked up and huffed, "I can't remember. Well, I won't find it on the
ceiling, will I? Anyway, the difference between a good man and a bad one is
the choice of the cause."

"Turn and face this way, Doctor!"  The guard in charge yelled.

The Doctor turned to face them, "I'm ready to go now."

"Ready?"  The guard asked.

"Yes, a patriot must always be ready to defend his or her or its country
against its his or her government."

"We're not readying you to go anywhere," the guard smiled, "Our orders are
to just kill you."

The Doctor shut his eyes. He was out of breath. He grit his teeth. "When I
say run..."

"Ready, aim, fire!"  The stasers fired!


TO BE CONTINUED...

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