Date: Wed, 01 Jun 2016 23:03:38 -0400
From: Tomak <tomak123@aol.com>
Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse and Jeremy 164

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The Doctor held the smooth woolen and very blue belt to his bathrobe and
rubbed it on his face and mostly, on his mouth. "OHHH!"  All of them turned
toward the Doctor. He pointed at Jesse and yelled, "AND YOU! YOU, JESSE
MCCARTNEY! YOU CAUSED ME TO DIE!!!!"  The Doctor calmed himself, dropped
his dramatics and added, "Well, I would have if I didn't do the detox
thing."


"Well, I'm sorry about that," Jesse told the Doctor, "Not the detox thing
but the nearly dying thing. But it did seem to be the only way. I mean I
couldn't let them kill me...could I? It'd be such a waste to the world. I
mean, look at me."

"Yeah," the Doctor smiled and put an arm around Jesse's back onto the far
shoulder. "Plus you knew what you were doing. Knew that I'd beaten cyanide
poisoning in the past."

Jesse nodded. "Yeah, we'll go with that."

Jeremy put his hand up. "I did. It's in the TARDIS data banks we read."

"So long ago," Jesse admitted.

The Brig excused himself. "Well, Doctor, with yet another crisis averted, I
think I shall retire."




"Not again?" The Doctor said.

"No, I meant..." The Brig suddenly realized the Doctor was joking.  "...I
would be...going."

"Yes, I know, Brigadier."

"Yes, I know you know, Doctor."

"You know, in some other dimension, not that far from our own..."

"Oh, where?"

"Right there," the Doctor pointed. "Just shifted a bit in molecules or
so...so that it occupies a slightly different space and a little left of
time. Our time. In that universe, my point is that you are inside of me."

"So, you caught me in the end. Doctor, not in front of the boys, please."

"I don't mean that way. That's a far different universe from the one I
mean. One that's very departed from our time tracks. Anyway, in that
universe, you and I became one Doctor. I think that parallel's eleventh
me."

"I'd probably prefer a Brigadier Doctor to the 11th you in our universe."
Jesse put in.

"Yeah," Jeremy agreed. "However, the 11th guy if given the right
wardrobe...or none at all...is kinda hot and has a nice, thick, hot body."

"Talking from experience?" Greyson asked.


"A guy doesn't like to fuck and tell."

"It saved us both in that universe." The Doctor finished.


The Brig sighed. "I could have worse fates than becoming you,
Doctor. However...I think I've gone on one too far an adventure with you,
Doctor. It's time..."

"We'll meet again, Brigadier. You're indomitable."

The Brig sighed. "Mr. Sumpter. I mean Jeremy!"

"Yeah?"

 "I'm getting too old for this sort of thing. He's all yours. I'm going
home for some tea."  The Brig saw Jesse about to protest, along with Theon
and Greyson, all three about to say something. "Oh, and you too, Theon, is
it? And Jason. All four of you, Jeremy, Jason..."

Jesse frowned. "The name's Jesse."

"Oh I know. I was doing a slash thing. You know, the Bennifer thing."

Everyone stared at him.

"You know where you put the names together...J and Grey..."

Silence.

"Like Doctoremy. Or Theonesse. Doctoresse. And
Greyon. And...and...Jeremor...Jector?"

"Please, stop," The Doctor had his head down as he said that.

"It's a slash thing."

"It sure is, but do as the Doc says, huh and knock it off?" Jesse asked and
hugged the Brig, who seemed taken back by it. In spite of himself, he
hugged the naked upper half of Jesse and when they broke, he found himself
hugged by Jeremy.

As they hugged, the Brig said, "He' all yours, too, Mr. McCartney."

"Any friend of the Doc's is a friend of mine."

"Yeah, unless he's some psychopathic Time Lord that used to be a Time Lady
or a Time Lord that once became a Time Lady or some ancient wrinkled Monk
guy."  They all looked at Jesse again. Jesse shrugged. "It could
happen. More than once."

The Brig stuck his hand out for Greyson, who hugged him, too. This left
Theon, who put his hand out. The Brig shook it and then said, "Oh, what the
hell."  He hugged Theon, who seemed a bit stand-off-ish.

Greyson wondered if Theon would voice his prejudice against old people and
hoped not. Theon decided to hug the Brig back. "Four hot guys hugging me,"
the Brig said. "Must be my day. Or yours, Doctor. Be nice to them. Don't
use them and abuse them too much."

"You know me, Brigadier."

"I don't know. A little using and abusing might be fun," Theon smirked and
winked at the Doctor. Greyson sighed.

"Yes," the Brig said. "That's my cue." He saluted the Doctor,
half-heartedly, joking. Before he let go of the salute, he said,
"Doctor. Splendid fellow. All of you."

And with that, he left for his jeep. He waved, "Goodbye,
Jay...Jesse. Greyson. Theon."

Theon waved. "He's not bad...for an old guy."

"No. And he's considerably younger than I am."

"What?" Theon whispered his question.


Even though he told the Brig, they would see each other again, when they
parted, the Doctor always wondered if this would be the last time he saw
his old friend. There was a time when he was in some kind of fever dream
that he thought the Brig was a Cyberman after death but he now knew that
was just a nightmare created for his weakest self, his 12th. He also
regarded his 11th self as a bit of a fever nightmare, too. Most of it was
just a crap of a time. Few events during his 11th and 12th incarnations
made much sense. He tried not to think of those times but he did care about
the Brigadier and wondered if...

"So...what happened on your way back here?" Theon stepped forward. This
brought the Doctor out of his somber reverie.  "We were waiting here nearly
an hour...you said ten seconds..."

"Oh, lots, lots happened," the Doctor nodded.

Theon went over to Jeremy and put an arm around Jeremy's shoulder...under
his jacket.

Greyson noticed Jeremy was very bare practically falling out of his bathing
suit. Jeremy said, "We had a great time. Lots of relaxing places to go to
out there, you know."

"Like what? Elab."

Jeremy looked him, practically putting his face in Theon's beautiful
face. "Elab?"

"I got lots of rest."

The Doctor and Jesse exchanged looks.

Jeremy went on. "After all that sexing up those Grindr aliens, I needed a
nice, long..."

"Cock? I mean...coke?"

"Very funny. No, I was all petered out."

Theon raised an eyebrow.

Greyson wondered what Theon was doing. His lover seemed to be flirting with
Jeremy, which was unusual because it was Jesse he had a few former sexual
encounters with. Theon shot Greyson a look or two before focusing on
Jeremy's eyes. The fucker's trying to make me jealous. Jesse was thinking
the same thing.


Jeremy continued to explain, almost oblivious to Theon's tactics. "We got a
lot of rest and relaxation. On a beach in Hawaii. I was so well rested, I
don't remember much except that it was quite safe and quite quiet..."

Cut to flashback: Jeremy was asleep in his TARDIS bedroom. He had the
sheets and comforter wrapped around half his body, between his legs, draped
up around his upper right hip, the rest of him bare. In his room was a
TARDIS facsimile of a window. Outside was a nice, calm ocean. Still waters,
brilliant sunshine, clear blue sky over a serene colorful Hawaiian beach.

Cut to the Doctor running around the console. The TARDIS hum was louder
than usual as it seemed to strain against heat.

Jesse in his way, moved and was moved out of it. "That's a volcano!"

"I know, Jesse! I know!"

"Another fucking volcano!"

"I know!"

"Well, get us out of here, Doctor!"

"I am trying, Jesse!"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"The heat from the volcano's affected the TARDIS mercury..." the Doctor
looked up at the scanner. On the screen was a Hawaiian beach, the beautiful
blue sky turning dark from ash. He stopped running around the
console. "Isn't it beautiful?"

Jesse asked, "Eh?"

"The volcanic eruption. It's beautiful!"

 Jesse yelled, "Beautiful? A great river of molten lava rolling, any
minute, right into us!"

His hands working at times, he threw them up frantically. The Doctor rushed
around the console, and looked at the readings. He threw his hands up again
as Jesse kept complaining. "Shush, Jesse! A minute. Quiet!" The Doctor's
eyes went wide. "Oh! Oh dear!"


 Jesse shouted, "Something wrong?!!!"

"Well, this sort of thing's happened before. The fluid links don't seem to
be able to take the load."

Smoke came out of the console.  The Doctor gasped, "I thought I fixed it so
that could never happen again! Oh! Oh! Mercury vapour."

Jesse put himself at the Doctor's back...onto it, "Isn't that
dangerous??!!"

"Yes! Very!"

 Jesse looked at the lava coming from the volcano and onto the
beach. "Well, we can't stay here. We'll be buried by that lava. It's nearly
on us. Look!"

The Doctor stopped his frantic efforts again. "Oh, my word, what a
wonderful sight."

"Fantastic!" Jesse mocked. "Will you stop gaping at that and get us out of
here!

"Don't worry, Jamie. We're safe in the Tardis."

"I'm Jesse!" Jesse yelled, "You've said that before! Are you sure?"

"Well..."

"I mean, has the Tardis ever been buried up to its neck in lava before?

"Well, almost."


"Well, how can you be so sure we're going to be all right?"


"Well perhaps the fluid links have cooled down by now. That's a bit more
power."

 Jesse gasped at the screen. "Doctor! The lava's up to the Tardis!"

 "If only I could unstick this stupid, idiotic. Oh, there we are. Oh.
 I've stopped the fluid links from vaporizing. We shan't suffocate."

"But if you don't hurry up and get us out of here, we'll be fried by that
lava."

The Doctor moved behind Jesse. "Excuse me!"  He moved around him and Jesse
stepped back, then forward as the Doctor moved right, then quickly,
left. They bumped into each other.

"Ex-squeeze me! GET US OUT OF HERE NOW!"

"I am!" The Doctor moved under the console and flipped open a small square
shaped door and unplugged two wires and plugged them back into each other's
spots.

"Doctor, when I said I wanted to go somewhere warm and where the people
were really hot, I didn't mean this!" Jesse was between the Doctor and the
console when the Doctor came back up. He gripped the Doctor's arms. Jesse
gestured to the scanner where a huge inferno, all red, yellow, and orange
burst forth from the volcano mouth with ear splitting, air rending
vibrations and blasts. The TARDIS strained to vanish and the familiar
dematerialization sound distorted and muffled through the air. At moments,
it sounded like it usually did, then as if it were covered by a gigantic
hand, palm down over it. Then, at times, it sounded sped up as if it were
an Alvin and the Chipmunks version of itself.

Jesse kept at the Doctor, taunting him, asking him to get them out of
there, and generally just talking non–stop.

"Jesse?" the Doctor said as he tried to control himself.

"Yes?"

"You can help. Here, blow..."

Jesse moved to a squat position and started to undo the Doctor's PJ
bottoms. He opened his mouth as the Doctor's rising penis flopped
out...then went rigidly straight up.

"Jesse, Jesse! Waddya doing?"

"You said blow!"

"Not that. This!" The Doctor guided him up gently, pulling up his own PJ
bottoms non-too gently. "The heat compensators. Blow on them there!"

"Blow?"

"Blow. Blow, Jesse, blow! Blow for your...for our lives!"

Jesse puffed a big blow onto the heat compensator that was on the
console. As he did, the Doctor, a knowing look, moved around the console to
complete repairs. He worked at breakneck pace. Jesse paused. "Does this
help? Will this help? What is it I'm doing?"

"Yes. It will help. You're keeping that beau-tific mouth of yours busy in
one spot so I can get on with the real work of getting this fixed and us
out of here."

"In other words."  Jesse blow. "...it's just..."  blow... blow...
"...shutting me up!" Blow...blow...blow with puffed out cheeks.

"OH, YES!" The Doctor said as he hit one last switch in an upper cut slash
dance move.

Jesse easily but carefully hit the Doctor's arm. The Doctor held his
arm. "OW!"

A huge flow of lava had already hit the TARDIS door wide. While the doors
held, the interior, while safe, started to smoke. The room tilted sideways
under the pressure. The scanner screen doors closed as splashes of red
sloshed around and then hit the cameras...if there were cameras. More
blasts threw ash onto the beach around the TARDIS.

"The beach sides we saw were fantastic," Jeremy related to Theon.

Jesse whispered to the Doctor. "What did flirt boy over there see?"

The Doctor shrugged.

FLASHBACK: The ground under the TARDIS gave way and it started to sink at
the same time as The TARDIS slowly vanished. It wasn't quite gone as the
beach seemed to explode around it, sand kicked up, trees ---flaming at the
top, fell all around and on top of it. When it was gone, the entire beach
exploded in lava and flame. Jeremy slept through it all. Bare, he barely
moved in his comforting life affirming sleep. He raised his arms once and
turned onto his back, "Mmmmmmm..."  The contour of his rib line stretched
in sensual movement as his belly seemed tight over ribs, his rippling abs
enjoying the restoring sleep. His face was one of complete
contentment. Outside the lava engulfed everything as a series of explosions
tore the beach apart.


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"Quiet, was it?" Theon asked.

Jeremy shook his head in contentment and closed his eyes. "Uh huh."


"Where was that?"

"Oh, about...nearest I can figure...as the time read out isn't operating
properly at the moment..."

Jesse rolled his eyes.

"...about 117988...I think. That could have been the great last blast of
Kohala. Hawaii, you know. 117988. Maybe BC?"

Jesse stopped rolling his eyes and they went wide. "One hundred thousand,
seventeen thousand, nine hundred and seventy two...B...I'll never get over
just how far into the past this crate can take us."

"Crate? Crate!??? Crate!?"

"With a lovely ambience." Jesse smiled and turned on the charm.

"Yes," the Doctor quickly kissed Jesse's smile and then compensated by
clearing his throat. "Well, Jesse, we've been back much further than that
in our own past and you know that."

"Yes and somebody else's pasts as well."

The Doctor cleared his throat again. "Well, after all that's happened this
summer. I promised you and Jeremy a nice mini cation and I'm going to
deliver."


Theon asked Jeremy, "Did he?"

"Oh, yeah. We had a really swell time."

Jesse asked the Doctor, "Who says the word swell anymore?"

"Jerem, apparently," the Doctor shrugged and put his hand threw his
considerably messed hair.


Jeremy continued to Theon. "The beaches are so nice."


"Speaking of somebody's else's beach," Jesse warned as he checked the
smaller screen that popped out of the console. He looked at a radar on the
console, also.

"Nice beach," the Doctor gestured toward the larger scanner near the Roman
type columns as the screen shutters opened.  "In all the universe, Earth
has the nicest beaches..."

"Oh, nonsense, there are much lovelier beaches on...besides, I don't think
this is Earth, Doctor."

"Nonsense. It says here...this is definitely Earth."

"Yeah, well, I don't think the crabs are that big on Earth. At least not on
OUR Earth, look!"

On the scanner, the beach gave way to an invasion of giant crab monsters,
which rose, slowly but steadily out of the waters. Unrelenting and
seemingly in control, the giant crabs moved all over the sand, covering
almost every inch of it. They seemed to ignore the TARDIS but were moving
around it. Jesse looked at the ceiling as he heard some scrapping against
the sides of the TARDIS.

Jeremy, in bed, turned over onto his bare, smooth side, hips glazing in the
sun as it came through his facsimile window...and a giant claw moved over
the view. He started to snore but his snore went away fast. Jeremy almost
never snored. His sleep was sound and peaceful. He was content and safe. A
feeling of great joy and security overswept him and let it carry him to
Never Never Land. He dreamt of the Doctor, Jesse and Peter Pan. "Mmmmmm..."

"It's the Macra! They've invaded the Earth!"

"Doctor, it's not the Macra, because this isn't Earth! How many times have
I gots to tell ya!"

"Just because they're giant doesn't mean this isn't earth."

"No, but those do." Jesse manipulated the Doctor's head to the radar. "That
fishermen approaching..."

"We've got to warn him about the Macra terror!"

"Doctor, IT'S NOT THE MACRA! The last time I visited Earth, I'm pretty sure
the fishermen there weren't over 70 feet tall!"

"Ahh. Ahh, so he is."

A giant fisherman in rubber boots, his titanic wooden boat anchored not
far, was wading in from the sea and using a metallic trap to catch
crabs. Jesse gestured again with both arms and both hands wide. "We must be
on a planet...a land of giants."

"That's considerably like Earth but only larger."

"Parallel universe?"

"Yes, possibly. I'll get us out of here." The TARDIS vanished as the
fisherman reached down for it. As he did, a giant crab took it up in a
claw.

The room tilted again. Jesse was thrown into the Doctor. "Doctor, get
us..."

"I know this one, I know this one. Out of here!?"

"Yes and hurry!"

"Yes, yes. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!"

"Stop dearing me...normally, I'd want you to dear me but stop it and get us
the hell outta here!"

"The, ahh, TARDIS can sometimes vanish much more quickly."

The room lurched to one side, tipping. Jesse held onto the console but his
body wanted to go the way of the tilt. "DO IT!"


The TARDIS vanished as the giant tried to pry it from the crab claw. Jeremy
breathed out slowly in his bedroom, which wasn't really lurching.


Theon smiled and Jeremy put an arm around him, too. They were now arm
around arm on each other. Greyson shifted, uncomfortably. So did Jesse. "So
is that what traveling in the TARDIS is always like? Restful and peaceful?"

Jeremy giggled. "Not quite. But truth is when it is like that...say you're
plop in the middle of an Artic or Antarctic snowstorm...there's no better
safer or securer place to be. A nice facsimile fire in the fake
fireplace. Knowing the Doctor'll handle it all, that he's in charge of the
TARDIS. Sleeping in our big bed in a big room, knowing that almost nothing
can get past the TARDIS walls. There's no better sleep I can tell
you. Safe, secure, content."

Jesse raised his eyebrow.

FLASHBACK:

Jeremy is sleeping in his bed. He pulled the sheets and the comforter over
his body, up to his neck. The window facsimile showed a huge snowstorm
outside. There was a fake fireplace on in the wall opposite the foot of the
huge King-size bed.  Jeremy slept on his side this time. The window showed
an avalanche but there was no sound. Jeremy breathed in and out,
contentedly.

Snow was on all sides of the nearly fully buried TARDIS. It was a blue
night. In the console room, Jesse couldn't get a reading where or when they
were. "No time reading. No place reading. We could be anywhere,
anywhen. All we know is that that mountain of snow is coming down...NOW! ON
US!!! So..."

"I know, I know, get us out of here!"

"Doctor, there's a great big avalanche out there and it's coming down on
top of us!"

"Jesse, relax. It takes a being of Sutek's enormity to get inside here. We
can, however, get a little buffeted about if I don't..."

A huge landslide of snow fired down at the TARDIS, which was under the snow
mountain. As the room shook, Jesse clung to a handhold on the TARDIS
console. "Is this what you call a little buffeting?"  The TARDIS started to
vanish.

Jeremy rolled over onto his other side and put the sheets between his legs.


"Theon, it's also the only way to see the ocean. First hand."

Jesse whispered to Greyson, "Yeah, from underneath."



TARDIS dropped out of the sky at an alarming rate. Like a stone, it hit the
surface of the ocean, breaking the serene, and flatness of it.

"WHOAAAA!" Jesse yelled from the console room. The Doctor was holding onto
the console with one hand and trying to fly with the other.

"You and I are tight, Jesse, don't worry!"

"I know you're tight. I've been inside you! Not many have!"

"I mean water tight!"

As the TARDIS dropped further down from the surface, Jeremy keep
sleeping. He turned onto his belly and his head was in the pillows.
"Mmmmm."

Large sea plants rose from the ocean floor. In the darkness as the light
vanished, glowing fish passed by the TARDIS, some taking no notice of
it. Other, smaller fish maneuvered around it. It tilted on a slight angle
and headed down for the silt.

"Hang on, my boy, we're gonna hit bottom!"

"I'd say we already have on this trip back to Long..."

"BRACE YOURSELF!"

"Brace...?"

"Always wanted to say ever since..."

With a jolt, the TARDIS console room hit bottom, rose up, and hit bottom
again. Jesse felt as if he hopped up and down without wanting to. "We made
it."

"Yes, but I have to make some repairs." The Doctor nodded. "Better go and
see how Jeremy made out in all of this."

"I'm sure he's as pissed off as I am."

"He wasn't," Jesse explained to Greyson.

"I love it," Jeremy said. "Best sleep ever is when I'm in the TARDIS in
transit or if it's just parked in the vortex...nothing around it. Or even
when it's on some quiet planet at night or when ..."


TARDIS flashback. Ship underwater. Surrounded by marine life: fish, shark,
whale, octopus, leafy fronds from the bottom. Murky and then clearing
up. Jeremy sleeping through it all as the window in his bedroom showed a
facsimile of the outside via cameras.

"The TARDIS won't leak, Jesse," The Doctor told his worried partner. "It's
air tight. Tight as your..."

"I get the idea," Jesse said. "I get it. I'm gonna need the Delta Wave
Sleep augmenter to put me sleep tonight."

Jeremy slept soundly. The TARDIS tried to vanish and made water logged
sounds.

Jesse asked, "What's wrong?"

"I think we might have brushed into some kind of coral reef."

"What can we do?"

"Don't worry. We may have sunken but we're not sunken." The Doctor laughed
at his own joke, looked at Jesse, and dropped his gaiety. On the scanner a
great white shark swam by.


"Holy Jaws 3D! At least it looks like some kind of Earth we're sunk under."
Jesse frowned at the scanner.

"Not to worry, Jesse, we'll get out of here." The Doctor looked and tried
to ignore some water that came from the console.

"DOCTOR!" Jesse yelled so loud it made the Doctor jump. "That's not
supposed to happen, is it?!!!!"

The Doctor checked some controls.

"WELL????"

"No, it's not supposed to happen. Some outside influence perhaps. It might
want us to dematerialize from here and go where...it wants us to. I can't
seem to get some readings."

"I bet Jeremy's scared, too!"

Jeremy was sound asleep. He rolled over onto his back and spread his arms
and legs and yawned. He fell back into his sound sleep again. The sounds of
the TARDIS vanishing from a murky but rapidly clearing ocean didn't bother
him at all. The sounds of the water logged state stopped and vanished as
the TARDIS itself did.

"Best. Rest. Ever." Jeremy said.

Theon looked at Greyson, trying to get a rise out of him. "Sounds
lovely. Man. Sure wish I..."

Jeremy thought of something and talked more to himself than the others but
he directed his question to the Doctor. "Say, Doctor, now that I've had sex
with the Junkless and turned them Junkfull, am I gonna take on their
traits."  He gasped, for real, and not as a put on or a joke. "Am I gonna
lose my junk?"

"It's not like with me. When you and Jesse did what you did during my
degeneration crisis...at the apex of it, the high point...it, ahh, rubbed
off on you both. This wasn't like that for you."

Jesse frowned. "It's probably not as ...explosive or brilliant."

"You're fine, Jer," the Doctor added.

Theon smiled. "Bet those trips were hotly fantastic or fantastically hot. I
gotta get me some money so I can travel..."

The Doctor looked at Jesse, who raised his eyebrows. He looked at
Jeremy. "You're fine," he reassured. Greyson was staring at the Doctor who
tried to read Greyson's mind. Greyson read his inside. He nodded but he
could not be sure, if later asked, if it were a nod of YES or a nod of NO.

The Doctor put an arm around Theon's shoulder and drew him away from
Jesse. "Say, Theon, you should take a ride in the TARDIS with us one
day...you'll love it. There's so much to see, countless civilizations to
meet, all those planets and star systems, eons of history of Earth and Mars
and all the others..."

This was not doing anything for Greyson's rising jealousy. He thought he
would have a panic attack in a second. He wondered why he couldn't chuck
monogamy as the Doctor, Jesse, Jeremy, and apparently Theon had. Theon. He
fumed.

"I already have, Doctor," Theon smiled at the Doctor and put an arm around
Greyson's bare shoulders, "With this one..."

Greyson blushed.

"Oh, yes, that's right. I don't remember ever properly thanking you for
that, The..." the Doctor shook Theon's hand and then moved in so fast that
even the adept trainer couldn't back off. The Doctor put his lips to the
trainer's mouth and kissed him. Theon almost pushed him off. "I'm so sorry,
did I overstep my personal space? Your personal space?"

Theon parted them. "It...it's all right...I'm ...I'm sort of a more than
one person boyfriend but Greyson..."

"Yes, I remember. He's sort of not."

"I'm right here and I can take part in this conversation, guys. I'm okay
with it."

"Someday I'd like to marry him." Theon dropped that bomb.

Silence.

The Doctor shifted his weight uncomfortably. Jesse raised an eyebrow. He
liked sex...no loved sex with Theon. Greyson's face turned red. Theon
looked at his bare feet.

Silence continued.

"Well, silence has fallen," Jeremy said.

"But something else did happen," Jesse told them.

"So, what else DID happen?" Greyson broke the pause.



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TO KISS A GOD



"So we are in a house?"

"Yes, Jesse, we are in a house. But it somehow seems ...quite familiar."

"Maybe," Jeremy started. "Maybe, it's one of your other houses that you
own. I mean you have some in England, quite a few actually. At least two or
three in our country. You even have some on other planets, I imagine."

The Doctor put his finger to the side of his nose and rubbed. "There's even
one in the vor..."  He stopped. "Now that would be telling, Number Six."

"Number Six?"

"Never mind." The Doctor raised up some enthusiasm and jumped to some
curtains which were blue. "Blue curtains. Now, there's a nice color for
you. I owned a pin striped suit like that once, I did."

"We know. We've seen it. On that other self." Jesse came out of the
kitchen.

They had carefully stepped up a flight of stairs from a door. The other
flight went down to what seemed like a garage. "What's that?" Jesse stopped
them and saw the Robinson Robot at the bottom of the garage landing.

"Hold on. I'll investigate." The Doctor returned to the steps and went down
to it. He tapped the Robot's chest plate and then the lower regions. "A
facsimile. Probably there for someone's amusement."

"It looks familiar." Jeremy leaned over the top railing which was actually
made of a wood, shellacked a light tan color.

"I felt the same way," the Doctor told him as he bundled back up the
steps. Jesse followed. "Isn't that funny."

They came out into a large, open living room. The Doctor investigated a
fireplace. "Another facsimile. Probably afraid of fire. Don't blame
them. Caused a lot of trouble me and my kin in a hundred thousand BC." He
pointed down a hall that sprang from both the kitchen and the open area of
the living room. "Ahh, let's try that way."

Jeremy bounced ahead. He entered the room at the end of the hallway, having
noticed a door open to one side that was a bathroom with blue shower
curtain and on the other a computer room and a storage room. "Doctor!"

"Shhh," the Doctor put finger to mouth as he entered. "The man's sleeping."

The room had four walls, painted light blue and was cheerful, airy,
spacious and bright. Sun shine came in from...nowhere. The ceiling was
white, the floor the same light tanned wood. The bed was a king size
bed. There was a large screen TV atop a dresser, a VCR, a DVD player, a
cable box and remotes. All dust free. The Doctor ran a finger across the
lamp table that was adjacent the dresser. "No dust."

Jesse was behind the Doctor. "He looks content."

"Shouldn't we wake him?" Jeremy asked.

"Mmmm. Maybe not." The Doctor warned.

"He looks harmless enough. I just wanna kiss him."

"Me, too," the Doctor's other companion added.


"I don't...know if that'd be wise."  The Doctor went to a window on the far
front of where the bed was and to the side. He parted blue curtains and
looked out. "We don't know where we are yet...mmmmm. Oh dear. Oh my
word. Oh, my giddy aunt!"

"I don't like when he says those three things," Jesse put forth.

Jeremy agreed. "Me, either."

"Come here, the two of you."

They joined him and looked outside. There was a darkness but in the
darkness there were...things. Smoke. Mist. A carpet of fog and mist that
seemed to move away from them. Hints of the vortex. Traces of a time tunnel
or two. Flying things like dragons but incorporeal. A comet there. A
falling star here. Shooting stars. Rings of planets but no planet. Blue
mist. A hand inside it. Then, nothing. It all seemed to move about. Jesse
gasped. "It's beautiful."

"Yeah," Jeremy added. "Yeah, but what is it?"

The Doctor turned from the window. "Nearest I can figure is...it's more a
where is it."

"Come again?" Jeremy asked.

"Later maybe." The Doctor was in heavy thought. "We should leave."

"Usually, you're the first one arguing that you'd never know where you've
been."

"I know where we are."

"You do?" Jesse moved to him, taking himself from the window for the first
time. "Why didn't you say so?"

"Comprehending."  The Doctor turned to face them both. "We are...nearest I
can figure. We are nowhere. Nowhere in time and space. This place doesn't
really exist."

The house was in a total void. Dark background. Yet, it seemed sun came in
through the windows, brightening everything.

"Why that...that's...why that's..." Jeremy started to say. "Sort of
impossible."

"Not for him, I imagine. Why I doubt this house is real. Or bed. The
doorways. The very floor you're both standing on."

Jeremy and Jesse both looked down at their feet and then at each
other. They stared at each other and with wide eyed amazement.

"I don't think any of it is real. At least not the way it looks."  The
Doctor moved toward the side of the bed that the man slept on. He seemed to
be about 50 years old but much younger looking than 50. Maybe early 30s. He
had all his hair, brown and clear skin, unwrinkled. He slept on his side
and hadn't moved since they had come in. He was in a blue striped PJ outfit
and he had a blue comforter over him and gray sheets under that. Gently,
the Doctor sat on the bed (and had to hop a bit to get up to it as it was
far up past his knee) and used his sonic screwdriver. His eyes went wide
and he hid it from the two boys. "I think it all has to do with him."

"He...he's causing it," Jeremy said with such conviction, the other two
believed him.

"Yes," the Doctor said, "And that's very good of you to realize. Without
Time Lord schooling."  Jesse rolled his eyes. Jeremy smiled, felt proud.

"Why? What is he? Is he real?" Jesse asked.

"Very good question, me ole china," the Doctor said with Ben Jackson's
accent. "I believe that this man isn't just a man...oh, he's a ti...I mean
some kind of terrestrial all right or at least he was..."

Jesse moved past the Doctor and kissed the man's mouth.

The Doctor grabbed his lover's arms but didn't prevent him from doing the
kiss. "Jesse! What're you doing?"

"In Sleeping Beauty that's the tried and true formula for waking up the
beauty. And while not a beauty, this guy's not so bad looking for an old
bloke. Jeremy'll probably do him the minute he wakes up."

"Ha ha," Jeremy hadn't thought about Tommy Connolly for some time. "I'm
more a Peter Pan type of guy."

"I know," Jesse admitted. "I wanna do that again. I think I really liked
it."

"Don't do that again. His very dream state might be keeping this place from
breaking apart."

"Well, can't we communicate somehow?" Jeremy asked. Jesse went to Jeremy's
side. When the Doctor was acted the way he now, it almost scared him...both
of them.

"I don't think we should interfere." The Doctor stood up and sat back down,
using his sonic screwdriver again.

Jeremy and Jesse both laughed, "WHHAAAATTTTAH?"

"I mean it. Let's go. Get out."


"What? Why?" They both asked.

"The closest I can determine about this place, this man, what we just saw
out the window is..."

"Well, say it, willya?" Jesse asked as the Doctor paused.

"He's creating not just this whole set up ---which I believe to be just
some kind of powerful energy----but he's also...do you remember the
universe when it imploded and exploded?"

"How can we forget?"  Jesse folded his arms. "This is gonna be good."

"I just thought the opposite," Jeremy murmured.

"...there was another universe. That didn't just come about. Someone or
something made it. Willed it into existence."

"Whaa? Him? A 5'4 foot man in a bed?" Jesse balked. He unfolded his arms
and waved them at the man.

"Haven't you learned anything from traveling with me? Appearances can be
deceiving. He's some kind of...I dunno..."

"I thought God made the universes?" Jeremy asked.

"Exactly." The Doctor's answer sent chills down their spines.

After a long pause, Jesse pointed, "You mean he...he's...I don't..."

"Let's go. I do know from these readings that he's dreaming and most likely
creating parallel universes right now. Holding others in place. Keeping
what used to be held together by Charged Vacuum Emboitments.  The excess
entropy generated in the Universe had been siphoned off to other Universes
through CVEs generated by the Logopolitans, but the project demanded their
continuous vigilance. Thanks to the Master's interference, the CVEs closed,
and the unravelling of the Universe started. I managed, with his help,
believe it or not, to hold it together using an Earth project...that
shouldn't have lasted that long... so that the CVEs would heal the universe
themselves using an Earth..." He gasped. "Shouldn't have last that long..."

"You have any idea what he's talking about?" Jesse asked.

Jeremy shrugged. "A bit. Tap into that Time Lord/Gallefrean DNA we have
inside us."

"I'm trying to but...this is a bit much..."

"What's wrong, Doctor?" Jeremy ignored Jesse.

"I should have realized..."

"No one can realize it all, Doctor," Jesse put a hand on the Doctor's back.

"The last CVE closed in the far future...the universe should have died off
long before it actually did. He...he's held it together longer as well as
not needing more CVEs...they're very unstable and violent as you both must
know."

"Yes, we've been through one or two of those. Unsettling to say the least,"
Jesse recalled.

"From out there, I can see that he's bringing into existence other forms of
life, some that I've seen before in the past, my past, your past. Some from
the future of even that second universe that everyone escaped to, you know
where the Daleks, the Cybermen, and the Sontarans and others are peace
loving. He's manipulating matter on a scale that's inconceivable, even for
me!"

Jesse squinted at the unimposing short man in the bed. "He's doing all
that?"

"All from his bed," Jeremy whispered, awe struck.

"In his PJs?" Jesse whispered, too. "In his pajamas."

"He might not ever wake up. This might not even be his direct
state. It...he might be in some kind of energy state. Maybe he just made
this for us to be able to see him. Know him. Understand him a bit."

Jesse moved toward the door, a bit too awed by the whole
explanation. "You're the Doctor. Shouldn't you know, definitely?"

"If I knew everything definitely, where'd the fun be in that?" The Doctor
winked at Jesse.

"Maybe he just wants credit, acknowledgement. Which we've just given. Time
to go. Because we CAN'T wake him up. It might kill all of us, destroy the
multi-verse and anything else that exists out there in reality."

Jeremy was at Jesse's side but then he thought of something and walked past
the Doctor, who stood off the bed and stepped back, more than a little awed
himself. Jeremy leaned down to kiss the man, too. The Doctor
balked. "Jeremy, didn't you hear what I just said?"

Jeremy shrugged and kissed the man on the cheek. He rose up from his lean
and looked at the Doctor and Jesse. "It's because I did hear you that I did
that. And this..."  He moved his head to face the man's turned head and met
lips to lips. He kissed the man on the lips and left contact for 45
seconds.

"He's not just creating worlds and universes, he's holding them
together. That peace we saw, he's keeping it all in balance and in
tow. Probably doing things even I don't know about or can detect."

"It's just a kiss," they both answered.

The Doctor sighed after a long pause.

"The two of you. I don't know...what I'm going to do with..."

Jeremy came loose and put himself in front of the Doctor, his taller height
at the Doctor's front. "Listen, dude. If..."

"Did you just call me dude?"

"Yes. If he let us come here...if he's a god...like you say...or God..,
then he ...he's doing things right now, multiple things in the multi verse,
right?"

"Yes, Jer...but..."

"So that's we learned, right or think we know, right?"

"Yeah," Jesse smiled. "I know what you're driving at." He came back into
the main room and went to the bed and kissed the man, too.

The Doctor checked his sonic screwdriver screen. "The waves I'm getting
from him is that that is pleasant for him."

"Maybe all he wanted was a kiss." Jeremy explained.

Jesse broke from his kiss. "Big smarty ass Doctor didn't know that, did
he?"

The Doctor cleared his throat. "Someone or someones to acknowledge him."

"Didn't they teach you that in Time Lord school?" Jesse winked. "Just
kidding, dude."

"But seriously, we should go now," the Doctor looked at the contented man,
warily.

"All right, Doctor, all right," Jeremy capitulated. He touched Jesse's arm
and nodded toward the door. Jesse stared at the man and moved out first.

The Doctor paused at the bedside, his two lovers already down the
hallway...or so he thought. He bent his elbow and brought his hand up in a
sad wave. He forced a smile. "Be you soon."

He felt movement at the door and saw Jeremy standing there. Did he hear
that? Should he make a joke about, "Be being you?" Another reference to the
series THE PRISONER? He thought better of it this
time. Self-censorship. Perhaps he was closer to this guy than he
thought. He smiled to himself.

Jeremy just said, "C'mon, The and Grey—or as the Brig might say TheGrey
or Greyon, will still be waiting."

"So? Let em wait," the Doctor said in a facsimile American voice. "It's a
time machine, did you forget, yeah? We can be there ten seconds before they
get there. Or ten seconds after they arrive."

"Yeah," Jeremy said sarcastically. "So we've heard."

"I do it with you and Jesse..."

"Speaking of that, it's been a long time."

"Uh, a few hours."

"Like I said. I know you Time Lords can go decades without it..."

"Not once we know how good it is with the right people..."

"So...?"

"On second thought, perhaps you're right. Let's go," the Doctor put his arm
out for Jeremy to go ahead before him. Jeremy obeyed. "I am the Doctor,"
the Doctor joked, "And you will obey me." He stopped at the door, suddenly
a heavy burden hit him. He put both hands on the sides of the door frame
and looked backward but not as the man in the bed. Then, he did. He didn't
want to.

He turned without moving his hands off the door frame. "Be being
you. Soon."  He shut his eyes and left the room...for the last time ever.

The man still slept.


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Epilogue

"By the way, where have you been nipping off to late nights?"

"Can't a man have some privacy?"

"Priv? You pronounce that all wrong."

"Oh, dear, Jesse, it's you Yanks to pronounce things wrong."

"And, uh man?"

"I am a man," the Doctor put his right hand on his junk. "I have junk that
I didn't need lifted out of me. Right here, I'm a man."

"Sure you don't have two of those?" Jesse joked.

"Let's look and see..." The Doctor opened his pants.

Jesse, for once, closed the pants. "Yeah. Stop skirting around the issue."

"Jamie, used to wear a skirt, you know."

"I know. We've almost met. Or something."  Jesse blinked. "Now, stop trying
to change the subject. You tried to make those aliens, you know the
Junkless, now the JunkFul...very full, thanks to Jeremy, you tried to make
them make me forget about it, too?"

"Did I?"

"Which means it's not just you off on a jaunt. It's something important."

"Jaunt? Not a Tomorrow Person, then. Look, you and Jeremy have your little
side flings and stuff. I...I...ahhh, just have mine."

"So, you're going off every night to ..."

"It's not every night..."

"...to do someone new or is it someone new every time?"

"Yeah. Yeah. Sure. I'm going off to fuck Timmy, Tommy, Jake, Jack,
Jamie...in fact, everyone I've ever known--- only those who's hot, mind
you---with first letter of T in their name and J, too. In fact, I'll also
go and find someone named TJ, your friend..." the Doctor pointed and his
voice squeaked or changed a bit, "...wasn't your football playing friend
named TJ, the one from the beach...?"

"How'd you know about him? Are you spying on us? I don't remember me
telling you about his name?"

"K9 must have told me or Jeremy..."

"And by the way aren't you a bit too old to be having your voice change?"

The Doctor frowned. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"It's nothing for you to worry about."

"What's with the...cemetery?"

"Nothing."

"There was an angel there."

"I cannot go into that. At all."

"Is it...safe?"

"Yes," the Doctor took him into his arms. "I've made the angel safe. It
won't harm you."

"What about everyone else?"

Without hesitation, the Doctor added, "It has been made safe for
everyone. Nothing I do would harm anyone, would it?"

"No," Jesse admitted. "I know you wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Wellll. The flies on Beetle Bug Rama 17 are quite...deadly. So I had to
harm a few of them to ward them off. They're alive, though."

"Doctor." Jesse laughed and kissed him. He looked into the Doctor's
eyes. Then, he forgot.

The Doctor stared at him.

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