Date: Fri, 25 Jul 2014 20:38:59 -0400 (EDT)
From: J
Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse, and Jeremy 140

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The TARDIS console on green and brown grass. Sitting in a field under a
semi cloudy, gray sky. Light shone through the clouds. A hairy hand reached
for one of the buttons on the console. Instead, it moved to the red door
lever and pulled it off, snapped it off with great strength. A naked
hirsute, creature, not unlike Trog from Trog or the hairier ape man from
2001: A Space Odyssey, stood with lever in hand.

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It lifted the red lever up to the heavens. With a great backtrack of its
arm and hand, it lowered the lever and then tossed it through the sky. The
lever spun in the air, end over end.

The lever turned blue and as it spun, it turned into the TARDIS, which,
too, was spun end over end, top over bottom against a starry
universe. Black as night behind the stars, the universe took no noticed of
the TARDIS.

Inside, Jeremy clung to Jesse's back, both of them stuck to the TARDIS
console, front of Jesse's body to machine. "I'm not sure but I think the
TARDIS in combo with you on my back is givin me a hard on."  In a white
short sleeved shirt and dark pants, Jesse had his hands on two hand grips
on the edge of the console. To the Doctor, he yelled, "Didn't you cheat
death?"  He had to yell to be heard because of the noise the machine was
making as well as the sounds outside the machine which somehow seeped in.

On the side near them along the hexagonal console, was a shorter being with
semi long brown hair, semi curly hair, light brown eyes, an open face,
almost Italian looking. He wore a sort of bathrobe/night shirt and pants
that looked like a table cloth for a medical doctor, not unlike the outfits
on the bottom of this page:
http://www.weiku.com/products/12141105/hospital_uniform.html

"Yes, and she's probably very, very mad at me for that!"  The Doctor's
hands flipped through dematerialization buttons, coordinate setting
buttons, and a huge double lever. He had to crouch down a few times as the
floor dipped, spun, and shook. The motion kept the Doctor from hitting the
ceiling (which sported a large hexagonal light fixture above the console. A
wooden chair went flying past Jeremy's head. He ducked as the hat stand
also flew by him, nearly taking his head off.

"She? Wad da mean she?"  Jesse asked, screaming.

"Not to worry, I've cheated death before. I can do so again."

"What about us? Can we cheat death, too?"  Jeremy asked. He wasn't sure the
Doctor heard him so he started to shout it again but a blinding white light
filled the room and soon the room was gone and tilting back into a correct,
usual and upright position...and the control room was empty.

Space. Wide. Expansive. Vast. Pastoral. Dark. Lit up. Glinting. Pulsating
with life and dying with emptiness. The Doctor was suspended in it. No
spacesuit. No air. Yet, he was breathing. His first thought was that some
intelligence was protecting him. It had to be. His scientist mind took
over. He realized that by looking back, he knew the stars behind him...he
was on the very edge of the known universe. He'd been there several times
before. Too many, he mused. But the ones ahead...he'd never viewed these
arrangements of stars before. He really was further out then he'd ever gone
before. As far from Earth as he could possibly be. As far from Gallifrey,
whichever one or where ever one it was. And he was being propelled, slowly
but surely, ahead and further still.

Then, he began to feel something. No, somethingS. He wasn't sure what they
were. Or how many there were. Three vast entities. At times, the three felt
like one and at times, they felt like countless trillions upon
trillions. Adric could count them. Adric. He hadn't thought about him for a
good, long while now. At least 24 hours. Each day, he thought about the
boy. Yes, it was his burden. Yet, he knew somehow some of the Adrics had
survived. He thought he saw fleeting shapes in the space he thought he knew
so well. Shadows. Flitting about. Outlines of glowing edges. A throbbing
began. A pulsar? If it were and he were unprotected, he'd be dead very
shortly. They're rotating, highly magnetized neutron stars. The lighthouse
effect, he knew well. The lighthouse reminded him of changing eyes. Leela's
changing eyes. A Rutan.  A pulsating purple haze from the farthest point
that he could see. Silence. He knew his thoughts could never settle in such
a place but he tried. He closed his eyes. He still saw, through his
eyelids, the pulsating purple pulsar. A loud sound toward him, a light
toward him. It drove at him. It withdrew like a tide leaving. Then, silence
reigned. Seconds went by before it repeated the loud attack. No, not an
attack, thought the Doctor. A message. A communication. A reaching out. A
tentacle of hope. It chilled him with good vibrations. These things didn't
feel ominous or malevolent. Felt good. What makes you feel good? His aura
felt two familiar auras. Jeremy. Jesse. Were they alive? Was he? He thought
about how he dragged them through time and space, other universes,
adventures beyond comparison...end of universes, beginning of
universes...life and death, mummies and monsters, Presidents and wars, Time
Lords and Daleks, aliens and dream worlds. He knew it was what they
wanted. He hoped wherever they were, they would survive and he longed to be
reunited with them. In his bathrobe, he stirred. The thought of his two
lovers made him hard. Is that how you feel love? Is that how you
communicate? Something seemed to jerk him. Humiliation? No, not
that. Warmth. It wanted to please him. To make him comfortable. To let his
guard down? Could this be? What could this be? The pulsating stopped
outside him but began inside him. Two of them. Inside his two hearts, the
purple beatings began anew. They had never stopped, of that, he was sure.
Perhaps, it was only in the guise of a pulsar, in the same way that the
colliding quasar entities were colliding in the front of him. He saw
brilliant red and orange lights converging, then emitting, spreading like
smoke. One, two, three, four, five. He had heard of such multiple quasars
but had, in all of his travels never seen one before. At least, not that he
could remember. He blinked as the red shifting illuminated the space he was
in. A planet was far beneath him, one that he hadn't realized was there
before.

The land masses below were lit up by the quasar show in front of him but it
was not just in front of him now. It was spreading to both sides and above
and below. It took in the planet and hugged it. Contrary to what the Doctor
thought would happen to the planet, the phenomena, whatever it was, for now
he was convinced it was not a real quasar but a pseudo one as the pulsar
had been, protected the planet, left its colors untouched even while
lighting its existence into his perception. The Doctor's chest rose and
fell as his hearts beat faster and faster. His eyes widened. This amazed
him. This was like nothing he had experienced...at least not outside the
TARDIS like this...hanging in space. His arms were out. He punched the
heavens. He felt the overwhelming feeling of goodness one feels on a roller
coaster, only this was accentuated by 1000 times. It felt good. He was
amazed and excited. And the red smoke seemed to envelope him.


"Oh, that's what I look like? I always knew I had a big one but...that's
enormous."  Jeremy heard his own thoughts. He wondered if his shaft was
always that thick, if it was always that long. "I'm translucent. And
naked."  Same as the Doctor, he was in outer space but hovering over a
sun. It was odd, he thought, that the sun wasn't roasting him. It looked,
in fact, to him like the Earth's sun rather than some alien sun. Another
thought, that masqueraded as his own, told him it wasn't. "I'm as far from
my solar system as I can be, aren't I?"

Alien? As alien as can be? Not humanoid in the least. Energy? Sizzling
sparks like those that Fourth of July sparklers used to make on
Earth... longed for a normal Fourth of July...it had been a long time since
he experienced one. Of course, there was that time that the three of them
stopped terrorists at Disney World in Florida on the Fourth of July but
that was far from normal. He had tackled Mickey Mouse. The sparks circled
and pulsated. Bubbles became clearer. Jeremy felt they were always there
but he just hadn't seen them.

"You are a Time Lord?"

"No. Just in a relationship with one."

"Oh. Scientist?"

"He is."

"You have the energy of one."

"Flowing through my DNA maybe."  Jeremy tilted his head to one side. "How
is it that we're communicating?"

"We're not. Not really."

"Am I...dead and imagining you then?"

The bubbles were filling with swirling fluids. Nutrients, proteins in
liquid form. Acid. To Jeremy, it reminded him of science movies he had seen
on Earth. How a stomach worked. But these were not connected to anything he
noticed around the bubbles. The sparks continued around the bubbles for a
time but they, too, slowly subsided. A red color flashed by. A purple
color. Silence as the colors passed by. "Hmm, the color out of space? Are
you a color?"

"Color. Sound. Smell. Touch..."

Jeremy felt his face. He knew, instinctively that his face had become more
solid. He was no longer translucent. He felt himself being slowly jerked
off. His shaft moved, and if he didn't know better, he would have thought
that it was his own impulses doing it. But it wasn't.  A many tentacle
thing with a translucent body lashed out tentacles at Jeremy's face...he
stood impassive, staring. He didn't feel it meant him any harm. It was
almost like an examination. Tentacles entered his anus, his navel, his
nostrils, his mouth, and his ears. It was painless. He stood there. His
eyes blinked. He felt invisible, smaller tentacles invading pores. He
swallowed. The sensation was new. Not painful. It bordered on
pleasure. Something solid was entering every pore and he could not see
them. At times, it felt like a whole and at other times, it felt like
individual, tiny beings separate and unequal. Moments passed where it felt
both as one whole entity and at the same exact moment a swarm of different
microscopic beings. It was very strange. The thing or things read his whole
life. His mind throbbed but it did not hurt. His whole life flashed before
him but not in order. Birth. Before that. Death. Old man. Doctor. Doctor
One. Two. Three. Seven Thousandth. Old Jesse. Young
Jesse. David. Adam. Sixth Doctor. His parents raising him. His
siblings. Girlfriends. Anna Popplewell, his good friend. Boyfriends. Paul
Telfer Doctor. Adam Rickett Doctor. Nakedness. For some reason, he saw the
face of rock star musician Teddy Geiger. Future. Past. Present. Space. The
Hercules Cluster of Galaxies http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap140625.html. The
cloudy Iris Nebula.  http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap140624.html Time. Sunrise
over Iran. http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap070323.html. Clocks ticking. Alarms
going off. Backward clock. Antique clocks. Cuckoo Clocks. A wall quartz
clock. A grandfather clock. The Munster's cuckoo clock with a raven coming
out of it. An Atomic Clock. TARDIS. K9. Cats. Telepathic cat. Robot
Cat. Lots of monster and aliens. Historical figures. Abe. Black
Hawk. George. Teddy. Clinton. Pocahontas. Graham. Rosa. Mao. Harriet
Tubman. Jet Li. Tecumseh. Bruce Lee. A female Latin American
revolutionary/terrorist. Dalai Lama. And so many more. Some were heroes,
some were villains. Some were both.  Dust and the Helix Nebula, looking
like a giant red eye surrounded by an aqua marine ring of shattered light.
http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap070223.html. Was this the alien eye looking at
him. Of course, it didn't have an eye. Or much that made it have anything
in common with a human being. He thought he read something about the fact
that human beings, if they met aliens, would have more in common with a
flea. He wondered which scientist or writer was quoted as originating
that. Carl Sagan? "Billions and billions of aliens will not even look like
us or even resemble anything that we might even think of as alive or
human."  Michio Kaku. Funny name. Brilliant scientist. Jeremy saw dirigible
floating jelly fish like balloons. Clouds of vapor. Was all of this the
aliens? Then, he had an unsettling thought. What if what he were seeing
were many different aliens from many different worlds.

Still, he had seen aliens that looked close enough to human beings. Perhaps
mankind's and womankind's seeds originated from another planet. He was not
sure he believed that. More likely, to him, mankind once ventured out to
the stars in some pre Biblical or mid-Biblical venture or mission. Or maybe
aliens took humans to the stars and found, unlikely, a way to mingle. He
remembered that Ice Warriors and humans had had children in the past...at
least on his travels he saw signs that human beings and space aliens had
somehow co-mingled, had sex, children, and lived together. Perhaps they
shared DNA and that was it. Perhaps all of the above were true. Oddly to
him, all this didn't hurt his head. It made it feel better as if it were
expanding. Enlarging. His mind was opening up like a Tomorrow Person. Like
the Evolution Man in the Outer Limits. He hoped it would not drive him
insane.

"We will protect you. Do not worry."

"You sound like the Doctor."

"He is a good man."

"Man?"

"He is good."


Jesse ran along the rings of Saturn or what looked like the rings of
Saturn, chased by a horrid monster. He glanced back at it. Each time, he
knew it was the same monster but somehow it kept changing its form...at
least to him. It looked like several hundred different monsters, sometimes
at the same time. It looked like many of the following:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrwwPgtCSYg

As it flung itself, bulk, then no bulk, four legs, then two legs, then no
legs, slithered, poured after him...he ran across rocks in space, the rings
of Saturn. The rocks were of varying degrees of size and volume. And he
noticed, they were becoming further and further spaced apart. He leapt
across the next set. He was glad he was still alive and for the time, the
way he was still alive would have to wait. He was breathing...in
space. Protected? If so, he wished whatever was protecting him...God?
Whatever was protecting him, he wished would stop this horrid beast entity
from chasing across the circumference of Saturn or a planet that looked
very like Saturn. And it was making the most unearthly sounds. The black
hairy bottom of a jumping spider leapt at him as he hesitated at the edge
of the latest rock. He looked back, screamed and leapt. He clung to the
side of the rock. An insect not unlike the beasts in the movie MIMIC, only
with larger claws, teeth, jaws, and eyes. And unlike those monsters, this
one seemed fully aware of the harm it was going to do. As if it wasn't
doing this out of a nature for hunger or anything primal like that. It
wanted to kill him.

Presently, the front looked like a Praying Mantis if a Mantis has a mouth
like the shark from Jaws. The back looked like a giant grasshopper with
extra spring action. Something pushed the rock he was on out of the way of
the ever changing creature and it seemed to fall past him. He looked down
at his feet. Underneath, he could see the thing changing again. It had
gorilla legs now attached to a giant octopus-like top head and a Godzilla
like chest. Long arms like an orangutan made it reach his rock. He was on
top of the rock but the fingers were just behind his heels. He glimpsed
them as they became plant like vines that reached around his ankles. Before
they could touch, he flung himself off the rock toward another rock. This
one was moving fast and he was sure he would miss it. Another hurled his
way and he landed on it, stomach down. He pulled himself up in time to turn
and see a red blob of a belly, reminding him of a recent horrible
encounter, one of the more terror-ridden encounters he and his friends had
ever had: an amorphous red jelly monster had absorbed an entire planet---an
alternate Earth, in fact. The rest of the thing surrounding the red jelly
belly looked like a titanic wasp/dragon fly mix. The buzzing sound
increased as it continued after him. He jumped up and ran and getting a
good head start, ran from one rock to another. They were getting closer and
closer together again, sailing around them.

Jesse knew he could not keep this up for much longer. The entity, and he
was sure it was entirely evil, was sooner or later, going to grasp him up
in its...whatevers...and crush, mingle, mix, devour, rip, tear, cut, and
shred him. He always thought of the words shredded, cut, and ripped as
words to describe a hot guy's hot eight pack or six pack or ten pack or
twelve pack or whatever pack they had had there. He'd seen some strange
guys on his travels with the Doctor in the TARDIS. Now, it would be
over. For a moment, he remembered the Doctor's words that their travels
would eventually end in the death of both Jeremy and himself.  "Fuck you,
Doctor. I'd not give it up for anything in the world. In fact, I'd give
anything to fuck you one last time, Doctor. Wherever you are."  He heaved
himself up into the space...literal space...outer space. His body sailed to
the other rock but as he did, he felt the thrust of some kind of air behind
him. How could that be ?  They were in space. How could that be? He was
breathing. Or was he? The entire length of the 12 foot entity...for now it
was 12 feet long...was on his back. He tried to lift himself off it and
felt that somehow the thing's mass increased and weighed him down onto the
rock, face first. But it was a series of pinching pinchers ...six on each
side...that started to dig into his ribs and the flesh above and
below. This was it, he thought. Soon, he'd feel the thing ripping him
apart.

He shut his eyes. Not sure why. People tend to do that when facing
pain. Intense pain. The ripping only started and his shirt was ripped and
then a bit of his skin. Something thrust him further forward.  If that were
possible. The rock he was on moved more than it should have. A heat blast
was at his back. Not that it hurt. It was just hot, then warm, then
nothing. The entity was gone. Jesse shook himself. He crawled up onto the
rock in space to get more of a grip. This allowed him to pull himself to
his feet. He turned to see what had happened. On a rock not far from him
and sailing closer were what looked like ten small humans...humanoids
maybe? Something told him they weren't. He swallowed. Their eyes looked
hollow. No pupils. But they did have pupils. Another trick? Another entity?
The same entity? They wore yellow robes and nothing else. They pointed
their hands at him...all their hands. A blast hit the rock he was, just in
front of his feet. This knocked him backward and he flipped off the
rock. He wanted to scream but tumbling head over feet, he shook his
head. There was another rock behind him sailing sideways. He made for it
and landed, feet first. He turned to look at the children. All of them had
blond hair. Then, brunette. He rubbed his eyes. It was their mouths that he
didn't like. They had a frown on that increased in range and size. They
were not happy about missing him. At first, he thought they missed on
purpose. But they hadn't. Another try. As one, a ray from their hands met
and headed right at his head. He dove off the rock, head first to a rock
lower than the set of rocks he was on. He landed on his stomach. The
children were looking at him from above. Their rock seemed to dip at his
rock. Headed straight for him. This wasn't lost on Jesse. "They want to
kill me, too," Jesse thought. Their evil eyes shone with silver and the
sides of their mouths creaked upward. Their eyebrows furrowed into a Vee.

There was nothing he could do. No TARDIS to run back to. No Doctor to think
of some scientific way out of this. No Jeremy to protect him. He just had
to keep playing this game of cat and mouse in the thick of far out space
around a planet that resembled Saturn and its rings. A rock sailed between
his rock and the children's rock. Their combined ray blasted it out of
existence. They laughed but frowned almost at the same time. They aimed
again. Jesse looked around. He hung from his rock on the opposite side and
was, at once, not happy with his decision. He was sure he could not hold on
like this for very long. His back was to his rock. He looked as the rock
turned outward from the planet that looked like Saturn. He opened his eyes
wide. At first, he smiled. The sight of that big old blue box rocked his
socks. It headed right at him. Door first. "Doctor. Doctor, hurry!"  As he
hung there, loosely, slipping, he realized the TARDIS was heading at him
awfully fast. The door wasn't opening. It was only a few feet away. Jesse
opened his mouth to scream as he was sure it would hit him and crush
him. His own home headed at him, ready to smash him to pieces. The
children, he would swear to this later, laughed at this. Jesse let go of
the rock and put his arms in front of his face. He could feel his body
falling, the sound of the ray the children shot behind him. What would kill
him first? The shot? The fall? The rectangular door frame headed right at
him but the doors were still closed. The smashing up against the TARDIS
door.  It zipped up at his body quickly. The doors opened just a few inches
in front of Jesse and his body moved into them at an angle.  He landed on
his feet and then fell over. The TARDIS quickly passed the rock with the
children on it. They looked disappointed and frowned. Then, they looked
angry. The bunch of them turned into black stars and shot off into space.


Jesse was in a white shirt and dark pants. It was a dark place. He felt
around with hands out. He felt up what looked like a giant square. "It's
the outside of the TARDIS...only..."  He looks up and sees a large
rectangular sun-like light in the darkness. "Only it's still inside the
TARDIS...that...that's the...it can't be. But it is...that's the "

There was a glare all around. It hazed over the open countryside of rolling
grass, long grass, short grass, weeds, and few, scattered, gnarled
trees. The sky was blue and open but also somewhat shiny and glared.

Outside in this, his bare feet on green grass, the Doctor had his bare
hands on a roundel. "The TARDIS's been turned inside out, literally."  He
still wore his bathrobe.

A hairy cave man jumped up on the TARDIS console which sat on grass and the
"man" roared at Jeremy, who ducked down. "I'm not ashamed. I'd hide behind
the console any day..."  He didn't want to turn his head because he knew
he'd find another presence behind him. He turned slowly...another hairy
cave man was, indeed, behind him. He could smell it but that smell was
nothing compared to the breath it emitted when it hissed at him! He fell
onto his butt. He yelled. His yell made the creature jump back. He turned
to look at the one that was on the console. It, too, froze at his
scream. It seemed to be examining him. Jeremy leaned back on his hands and
arms.

Darkness. Complete darkness. No light. Jesse knew what it was like to be
blind. He felt the air until his left hand was stunned by a wall. He felt
some more of the wall.  From a long line in the wall, he saw a bit of light
that had begun to shine through. He put his back to the wall and turned to
take in the rest of the room.  He took it all in. It wasn't the
TARDIS. Only, it was. The entire room had a blue glow, a blue sheen on the
walls that reverberated. He looked up and saw a kind of sun.

He stepped forward. Jesse searched in the darkness. He turned back to the
wall and up above the crack, he finally found the words of the outside
Police Box---but inside.  "What the hell's going on now? I'm in the
interior but it's the police box exterior..."  It was very quiet.  "Without
the Doctor and Jeremy it's quite quiet, too. K9? Where are you?"  He heard
a sound. A whirring. A machine. Suddenly he thought of the Cybermen and the
Daleks.  "Who? Who's in here with me?"


One hairy biped leapt at Jeremy but he kicked up and struck the animal man
between the legs. That set the thing off and it ran away, holding itself. A
bath robed being stood behind the console. Jeremy was focused on the
creature ape man behind him. The bath robe man did something, made some
face at the thing and it, too, ran away. The bath robe man closed his
robe. Jeremy saw it was the Doctor. The Doctor, who said, "You just kicked
early man in the nads. How'd it feel?"

"Gross," Jeremy nodded and shook his head. "I'm not sure this is all
real...I don't..."

Doctor looked at Jeremy and put a hand out to him, which caused the boy to
stop talking.

Jeremy put the hand in the Doctor's and the Gallifrean pulled him
up. "What's happening, Doctor?"

"The, ahh, TARDIS has been turned inside out," he explained,
breathlessly. He brushed Jeremy's back and front off, gained a grab to his
dick in the process.

"Doctor?"  Jeremy laughed. "I've been separated from you
before. This...time. This time---it felt so final."

"Never."  The Doctor smiled at him and examined his face, searching his
eyes.

"Looks like..."  Jeremy twirled the Doctor around. "...you're doing your
rescuing in your bathrobe. Not that I'm complaining but how Arthur Dent of
you."

"Now, there was a nice man. Met him once. Nice to a fault. Not like some
other people we know," the Doctor joked as he looked at the console.

"Speaking of which..."  Jeremy's eyes widened. "Jesse?"  The Doctor brushed
some hanging hair from Jeremy's face and moved it back behind the boy's
ears.

"He's inside. Outside. You and I are inside but we see outside. No, that's
not right. We...we..."  he moved to the wall he found and touched the
roundel.  "We are the ones outside but we're seeing the inside. Jesse's
inside but he's seeing the outside of the TARDIS."  His face changed. It
was now grim.  "Oh no. Oh dear. Oh my. Oh my giddy aunt. Jumping Joshua!
Great balls of..."

"What the fuck is it?? Just say it!"

"Jesse's in great danger. The heart of the TARDIS can be evil if it's been
maligned or wounded or hurt badly..."

Jesse looked at the camera and screamed loudly.

The Doctor continued, "And that's not all. The main TARDIS drive...we must
be close to it now...somewhere...outside...it could power a series of suns
and it's outside! Not to mention the Eye. We haven't much time! K9, where
are you?"

K9 flew to him. As he flew closer and from under a cloud, it was then and
there, in the better light, that the Doctor could see that K9's wiring was
outside his body. "Master?"

The Doctor wanted to touch him but raised his hand up in hesitation. "Oh
K9, what has it done to you?"

K9's red eyes shone, "Correction, Master, what have you done to me?"

The Doctor cleared his throat, "Well, there's no time for
recriminations..."

K9 corrected him. "Correction.  I do not recriminate, Master."

The Doctor nodded.  "Oh, that's right, I forgot."  He shook his head and
then added a question, "...are you sure?"

"Positive, Master."

"Oh, very well then. Any ideas?"

"This unit was hoping you had ideas, Master."

"Yes. Well, I do have a few, it turns out. I think I can get Jesse out here
if I do some things to the console."

"Things. Unspecific, unscientific term which could define parameters of a
thousand one hundred and..."

"Oh, do stop it K9. You can be a big old gas bag sometimes, you know."

K9 put his head down. "Affirmative, Master."

"I do need your help."

"Is there anything I can do, Doctor?"  Jeremy asked.

"Yes, open that panel and then stand as far away from the console as you
can. When I get Jesse out, I don't want the TARDIS to grab you up, too."

Jeremy smiled. "The TARDIS wouldn't hurt me."

"No."  The Doctor tilted his head.  "But it might gobble you up in an
energy exchange program. If you know what I mean."

"Yeah."  Jeremy nodded.  "No, I don't. Never mind. I'll just do as you
say."

"Good boy."

"Thank you, Master."

"Not you, K9, Jeremy."

K9 lowered his head slowly with the mechanical noise it always made in
doing so.

Jeremy came up behind the Doctor and put one hand on the Doctor's shoulder
from behind. As the Doctor turned his head to look at him, Jeremy nodded
toward the metal dog. The Doctor shook his head no. At first, he didn't
know what Jeremy wanted. Then, it registered. Jeremy insisted. "Oh, but K9,
you're not just a good boy."  The Doctor bent and knelt down near the white
robot dog.  "You're a good dog. A brilliant ally. Why you're almost a
brilliant as I am..."

"Correction. I am as brilliant as you are. This unit exceeds brilliance."

"Oh, K9..."  The Doctor was about to get angry again.

"...because Master programmed him further with further data than Professor
Marius had."

"Well, Marius was only human."

"Affirmative."

"Thank you, K9."

Jeremy leaned down and put a hand on the Doctor's back. "If...ohhh, this
robe is nice to the touch. Smooth and fluffy."

The Doctor acknowledged that. "Mmmm, innit."

"Yeah. If this mutual admiration society meeting is over, can we get on to
getting on Jesse? I mean to getting him out there so I can get on him?"

"Negative...your vernacular does not make..."

"Oh, do shut up, K9!"  The Doctor snapped.

"Doctor, K9, hurry, please."

The Doctor and K9 both said, "Affirmative."

"Good, good."  Jeremy backed away.

"Take this in case they come back," the Doctor motioned for the teen to
return to him. He gave him his party noise maker that was rectangular and
had a nozzle on it that you could turn to make noise. "You don't have to
blow in it. Just turn it."

"Good to know at the best of times," Jeremy told him.  He backed away
again.

To K9, the Doctor said, "I think we can use the console itself. Take the
last trip it made, reverse it in on itself and play it backward through the
room settings."

"Master?"

"Yes, K9?"

"That is brilliant."

"Oafff, K9, you're a flatterer."  The Doctor shook his head and wiped his
hand through his hair. "Now, then down to the business at hand or a hand to
the business...I..."  He noticed the red lever to the door control was
missing. "That pusillanimous primitive snapped my lever off!"

"Don't you have any spares?"  Jeremy called from a safe distance.

"I don't!"

"Master..."

"Don't interrupt, K9."  The Doctor went on, "...what an insidious trick of
fate. To be stymied by a broken, snapped off lever. A brilliant idea. Now,
we'll never get things back to..."

"Master..."

"K9, please, I'm thinking! Maybe a stick?"  The Doctor felt for a stick in
the grass.

"Master..."

"Oh, what is it, boy?"

"You put a spare inside my storage compartment."

"I did?"  The Doctor pointed to himself.

"You did, Master."

"When did I do that?"

"Approximately 4450 years ago."

"I did. Was it right after that business with Drax and the Shadow?"  The
Doctor bent down and opened the sliding doors on K9's body and took out a
spare lever.  From his bathrobe, he took out the sonic screwdriver and took
the broken piece off. He replaced it with the new lever. "That was
foresight on my part, wasn't it, K9?"

"Negative. It was MY idea."

"Ahh, well, yes. That's why I have you around, K9. You're full of great
ideas, aren't you?"

"Affirmative, Master."

The Doctor fiddled with the console and pressed all the buttons and turned
all the levers he could. "Jeremy, scout around for Jesse but be careful. He
should be out here somewhere. "  Jeremy moved away. The Doctor added, "I
hope."  Jeremy stopped and turned back toward him, then moved off.

Jeremy called out to him. "I`m going to try those trees over there."

"Yes, you go ahead and do that. But be careful."

Jeremy rounded the trees to the side that they could not see. Jeremy found
his bed outside on a rock and near the trees. He saw a form lying on the
bed, eyes closed. He knew at once, of course, who it was. He moved over to
the bed and started to move his hands over the body. Was he dead? Jeremy
put his hands on the bed and crawled over Jesse's body. It was still
warm. He put his arms on top of Jesse's arms. His legs over his Jesse's
legs. The warmth had never left. Jesse's life was there. He was
breathing. "He's still alive," was Jeremy's first thought. To Jeremy, he
looked as if he were in a state of shock. "Jess?"  He gently Shook Jesse's
shoulders. "Jess? Jessie?"  Jesse's eyes opened. Jeremy studied his lover
and noticed he wasn't blinking. "Can you talk? Are you...?"  Nothing was
registering. He noticed that somehow he was now wearing the ragged remains
of his clothes...a black tank top, ripped at one sleeve that hung down and
shredded, almost olive green pants, and...still no shoes. His pants and
shirt were so shredded that he thought whatever entity put them back on
him, need not have bothered. He lifted Jesse's white shirt up to his
nipples and rubbed his hands over the chest, palming, creating warmth. He
leaned down over Jesse's mouth and slowly brought his lips down to them. A
mere touch and Jesse started to blink. Jeremy hesitated.

"No, keep...go..."

Jeremy nodded in the affirmative and pressed his lips closer to
Jesse's. Closer, closer, closer. Mouths opened and they found each other's
tongues. Jeremy leaned his bare stomach onto Jesse's bare stomach. He was
holding himself up but had to rest so he lowered himself down to the bed
and turned Jesse over. He tried to do it while continuing the lip lock. He
wasn't fully successful.

When he was done, Jesse was on top and he was on the bottom. He hugged
Jesse to him. Between them, their shafts grew in girth and length,
pulsating with the dryness of each other's bodies...which weren't dry for
long. As flesh pushed against flesh, smoothness slid over smoothness, their
natural boy liquid came into play. Watching from bushes were three hairy
biped males. One turned his head strangely, trying to comprehend what he
was watching.

Jeremy's dick rose up Jesse's stomach and reached between his nipples. At
the same time, Jesse's rose up and sided next to Jeremy's. Jeremy hugged
Jesse close to him. "All right now?"

Jesse sighed. "Yeah...no. I need full on...fruition."

"Gotcha."

"You sure do."

Jeremy wrapped his arms around Jesse and rubbed his back. Jesse moved his
fingers and brought them up to Jeremy's sides. He began to get more feeling
in them. Jeremy then lifted Jesse's upper body but legs dragged down. He
briefly raised his own pelvis so that his torso just briefly grazed against
Jesse's and Jesse's just touched. A small amount of peach fuzz rubbed on
peach fuzz, not that there was much on either stud. This made Jesse tingle
some more and jerk a bit. "Too much?" Jeremy asked.

"NO!"  Jesse sounded mildly offended. "Just right."  His dick was so far up
Jeremy's body it almost touched his lower neck. "Oh, I think I'm gonna..."

"Squeeze your balls and hold it in as long as you can," Jeremy instructed.

"Okaaaaaaaayyyy..."  Jesse breathed out. "UGGGG!"

Jeremy raised Jesse up again and Jesse moved his legs, spreading them and
moving them to Jeremy's sides and over Jeremy's legs. The warmth from his
open hole, puckered and inviting lured Jeremy in. Jeremy looked down
mischievously but he did not have to. He knew Jesse so well that he knew
where the hole was and how to get it turned on further. The tip of his head
slightly touched the lower part of Jesse's ring. Jesse's anus moved away
ever so slightly. Jeremy rose up further as Jesse lowered again and they
tip met the ring. The puckering made Jeremy stir and he rose his hips up
again without control. He moaned. Jesse moaned. Jeremy made a circle around
the edges of the circumference of Jesse's hole. He made his dick slick
round the ring.

"Come on, fuck me. Bring me to life!"  Jesse gasped and lowered himself
again.

Jeremy withdrew and then shoved the head back in but stopped mid-way. "Easy
does it. You've had a shock."

"Yeah."  Jesse arched his back. He put his hands on Jeremy's chest. Shaft
out, he felt empty again. Back in, back out.


On the ground, K9 was recharging but also had his red antenna extended into
the TARDIS console.

"K9, are you sure you're not overstraining your circuits? All exposed like
that and all?"

"This unit is operating at 75 percent and climbing."

"Climbing?"

"Affirmative."

"What's causing that?"

"Insufficient data."

"Some outside source? Working in our favor?"

"There are among unlimited possibilities, that."

"Are you done yet?"

"Calculations cannot be completed until you have finished constructing the
apparatus."

"All right, all right. Let me get on with it then."

"This unit has not engaged you in conversation."

"K9, you're aggravating me."  The Doctor laughed at him.  "I can tell this
change hasn't affected you much..."

"Negative. Present condition means this unit can last only another Earth
sixty minutes unless reversal occurs within that time."

"All right. All right. It will."


Jesse felt Jeremy spill inside him and as he did, he leaned over and kissed
Jeremy on the mouth, the full impact of his moan going into Jeremy's
mouth. Jeremy pulled out for the last four cum blasts up Jesse's back,
almost to his neck. "I'm really kay now."  Jesse rolled Jeremy so that they
were side by side. He reached down and grabbed his own dick but Jeremy
slapped his hands...

"You're still recovering. Allow me, fucker."  Jeremy took Jesse's dick and
didn't have to work long...or hard to give Jesse the release he wanted. He
fired Jesse's cum at his own navel and it sprayed like a fire hose. "Oh
man!"  It covered his entire stomach with whiteness and dripped from there.

When they finished and rested for a bit, the two of them edged off the bed
to one side. Jeremy hung his legs off the side. Jesse crawled to him. "What
are we going to do?"

"Well, if..."

"What's going to become of us?"

"The Doctor'll..."

"I mean without the TARDIS we're as good as dead."

"Don't worry..."

"Lost to everyone who knew us."

"There was always that..."

"No one will know what happened to us..."

"Stop!"  Jeremy covered Jesse's mouth gently using one hand. His other hand
held Jesse's head. "You're just gonna get yourself all worked up again for
no..."  Jesse's eyes went wide. Jeremy turned to look in the direction of
Jesse's gaze...and saw the ape men.

Jeremy nodded for Jesse to move back onto the bed and to the other side. As
the three approached, Jesse and Jeremy put the bed between them and the ape
men. One jumped onto the bed.  "My bed!"

"Forget it."  Jesse pulled his arm and moved him back.

The ape man on the bed didn't look hostile this time. It seemed puzzled. He
cocked his head.  Jesse turned Jeremy around and said, "Come on. Safe
distance."

He knew Jeremy was curious about the behavior of the ape men this
time. They stopped and watched. Two ape men were on the bed emulating the
fucking of the two boys. "Oh shit."  Jesse gasped. The third one joined
in. "They're not only copying us...they're adding...improvising..."

"I just hope..."

"What?"

"No, nothing."

"No, come on, tell me."

Jeremy gulped. "I just hope we didn't end life as they know it on this
planet. I mean if these ape men were supposed to have sex with females..."

"There must be more of them around."

"If this is Earth...I mean the Doc doesn't think it is but if it were...we
might have just prevented everyone from being born..."  Jeremy looked at
Jesse.

"That's the chance with time travel."  Jesse shrugged. "We're still
here. Maybe protected by the..."

"The TARDIS isn't in the frame of mood or mind to protect itself, let alone
us this time."  Jeremy said.

"Don't I know it," Jesse told him. "You wouldn't believe the things it
threw at me in there. Out there. Whatever."

"Come on, the Doctor's over this way and he's got K9 with him."

"K9!"  Jesse yelled. He frowned, "So can the Doctor put the TARDIS together
again or are we stuck in the alien past? Again."

The Doctor put a finger to mouth to signal quiet.

K9 was speaking to the Doctor. "Your theory appears to be ingenious."

The Doctor smiled and his eyes grew wider than either boy had ever seen. He
put his hands up in the air away from the apparatus which was now attached
to the TARDIS console, just left of the red door lever. "Yes but will it
work?"  He sounded obsessed with his idea.

K9 flashed. "Affirmative. Using hyperspace, the Eye Of Harmony, the TARDIS
data bank. It will work. On a scale of naught naught zero seven on the
hyper hyper space scale."

"Hyper hyper?"  The Doctor asked.

"Affirmative."

"And only on that end of the scale?"

"Affirmative."

"Yes!"  The Doctor shook his head. More quietly, he said, "Yes."  He opened
his arms wide, "Boys, c'm here."  Jesse entered his grasp at the right,
Jeremy on the left.  "Listen, this'is never been done before. I think it
can work, though. It's our only chance. If we don't try it..."

"We stay here and eat cuka berries for the rest of our lives?"  Jesse
asked.

"Quite. Quite not. Those are Chukar cherries."  The Doctor peered over
Jesse's shoulder.

"Go on?"  Jeremy sighed.

"Thing is...it's going to be a very wild ride."

"We can take whatever you throw at us, Doctor."  Jeremy stared into his
eyes.

"I bet you can, both of you."  The Doctor said, "Very well. Both of you,
hold onto the TARDIS and each other just as you were when we vanished. In
the same place."  They obeyed without question, Jesse first, Jeremy behind
him. The Doctor picked up his hand, "Ahhh, I was here..."  He moved to his
position. "K9, you were there."

"This unit must remain on this spot."

"Yes, I see the connection so to speak. We'll just have to chance it that
way then. Okay, ready?"

"Ready," they all said.

"Contact has been made!" The Doctor threw the red lever to the doors with
his right hand and at the same time pushed a button on the apparatus. Then
he moved his hands over all the buttons on the console near him.

The sound was almost deafening. It was like the sound of a roller coaster,
only louder.  Other sounds, of the vortex, filled their ears.  Jesse looked
at his arms and down to the hands that held onto the console. His veins and
arteries were on the outside. He could see life blood running through
them. Capillaries, too. He almost let go but the Doctor's voice drew him
back to reality.

"DON"T LET GO! It's essential you stay where you were when this happened!"

Jeremy looked at the body of Jesse in front of him and saw spinal cord. He
didn't have time to react because like sand being sucked down an old
fashioned hour glass timer, Jesse and Jeremy were sucked into the console's
center. His own hand was much the same. On the other side, the Doctor was
sucked in as well, hands first, head following.

Jeremy yelled, "It's like a cartoon!"

The outer walls of the TARDIS which stood as roundels outside in white
flipped and turned. They showed their other side which was blue police box
framework. The walls faced outward as the normal police box again and were
pulled into place around the console. The hexagonal light which topped a
suspended ceiling flipped to show the police light bulb. It was pulled
under the walls. The TARDIS reformed. A floor flipped under it.

Inside, Jesse, Jeremy and the Doctor yelled. K9 appeared through a small
join in the door. The join vanished. He was zipped into place. The room
shook.  Buffeting started and a new sound: that of a swarm of bees or at
least that is what it sounded like to Jesse and Jeremy. Time bubbles hit
the TARDIS. K9's metallic body was turned back to the way it was supposed
to be, his insides inside and his outsides outside. Metal white and he
hovered over the console now from the ground where he was unceremoniously
plopped. Throughout, K9 was attached, somehow, to the console, antenna to
top side. The rotor flip flopped into place, correctly and began moving up
and down inside the glass tube. Then, the tube moved up and down. "It's
working! Hold tight!!!"

"What's happening?"  Jesse yelled as his body returned to normal. Across
from him he saw the two red beating hearts vanish into the Doctor's chest.

"We're taking a ride right across the universes! I hope this time it
doesn't..."

"Doesn't what?"  Jeremy, back to normal as well, yelled.

"Change me! Us!"

The walls seemed transparent. Objects seemed to go through the ceiling
without damaging it. Falling through the floor. The effect of bodies moving
through space hit them. They felt pressure. Jesse let go of the console,
not by choice. The force knocked him back. He fell into Jeremy who fell
into the wall. They both slid down, Jeremy holding Jesse's waist. Jesse
tried to turn over to hold his lover but couldn't. The ship shook again and
tilted. Planets, stars, novas, pulsars, quasars, asteroids, meteorites,
smoking clouds in space. They all moved past and through the TARDIS. On all
sides. The entire spectrum of colors blazed on all sides at different times
and at the same time, alternating. To them, it was beautiful but
powerful. The Doctor's top half was lying across the console, holding on
for life, hands moving to press buttons. His big toes dragged on the floor
as he was too far up on the console. The chronometer was going crazy: all
sort of numbers passed across it, all years, all times, all
measurements. Cosmic dust passed through them all. And then...suddenly...it
all just ended. Quiet.

Jesse helped Jeremy up, their hands clasped.  He looked sideways at the air
and saw K9 was back to normal. "K9, you're okay!?"

"No, not O and not K second. K9."

Jesse moved to him and put a hand to his back and brought him to his face
to kiss his cheek. K9 purred.  "You're purring."

"Negative. This unit does not purr. Canines do not purr."

"I can make you," Jesse said, tantalizingly.

"Negative."

"I'm okay, too, thank you very much," the Doctor wiped himself down.

"Oh you. You're always okay," Jesse winked at him.


"Where are we?"  Jeremy wondered.

The Doctor shrugged. He patted both sides of his bathrobe.  "Nowhere that
even I can recognize. Not one star or constellation I can pinpoint."

Jesse asked, "So that WAS Earth, right?"

"Nonsense. Similar but not Earth. At least, not our Earth. Other cavemen on
another alien planet. Just like when I first met my companions Ba...I just
thought of something."

"What?"  Jeremy asked.

The Doctor was outraged. "Cave men aliens playing with my console!"

Jesse and Jeremy laughed.  "Come on, Arthur Dent," Jesse joked. "Let's get
you out of that bath robe and into bed."