Date: Tue, 01 Jul 2008 09:35:26 -0400
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY  85 (remove email address)

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(DOCTOR WHO VOLUME TWO TRACK 19 into 20)

Jesse and the Doctor were still in his room but Jesse required some
movement. "C'mon Doctor, can't you do something?"

He was talking slowly and defeated...."I would if I knew...what would you
like me to do?"

"Well, I don't know but do something, say something, Doctor-ish..."

"I just remembered something," the Patrick Stewart Doctor suddenly came
alive, a brightness flourished across his face, stretching out to the rest
of his body from his heart, his rosy cheeks. "C'MON RUN!"

"That's more like it!"  Jesse followed him out of the room, both moving
from non-movement to full pace.





"KILL HIM! SLAY HIM! MURDER HIM BEFORE HE GETS TO THE ONE!"

Monks seemed to cover the corner Jeremy was in...

"Get off me!!!"  Jeremy launched his whole body backward, put his hands out
to smack palms to wall on either side of the corner, and then pushed off,
putting both feet in the air. He flung himself over a few of the bent down
monks who were trying to punch him to death. He landed on two other monk's
chests. He jumped off their bodies as they tried to recover to hold him and
got up in full fighting stance to face more monks coming at him from all
sides. "Look, I don't wanna hurt any of you but if I hafta..."  He smacked
out a karate knuckle fist into one bald monk and took off a fake nose. It
came stuck to his knuckles.  He flung it off himself with a sigh of
disgust.  "Clay?"  He kicked up with both feet at another two.



Jesse and the Doctor ran full pace across a huge stone tiled open area
which was inside the monastery. Above them were four cornered balconies
holding more archways and on two sides, apartments for the monks. The pair
ignored all as they moved on. They passed a wide open and flower decorated
window where monks were down below in what looked like a courtyard that was
identical to the few they just ran through. Jesse kept running but the
Doctor paused at the window to lean on the sill, almost knocking over a
potted plant that was on one side.

"What the hell are you doing?"  Jesse had realized the Doctor had stopped,
that he had passed up the Time Lord, and he turned, and rejoined him at the
window. He found the Doctor smiling like an escapee from a lunatic asylum,
which was perhaps where they were presently---and resting first, one, then
both elbows on the window sill to watch below. "I take that back, what the
hell are THEY doing?"

There were forty monks below. All looked to be about the youngest members
here, between 19 and 25. All wore the soutane. An older one was clicking
his fingers and directing the others. The monks lined up in groups of
three, facing each other. With one click from the Methuselah monk, three
walked modestly forward while the three fellows facing opposite walked
backwards. When they hit the back wall at the far end of the court, it was
the turn of the first forward walkers to walk backwards and the three now
moving forward, watched while their opposites took their turn to smash back
to wall on the other end of the court.

"Isn't it marvelous?"  The Doctor seemed taken with the ritual.

"No, it's awful. It's ritual. It...why are..."  Jesse noticed
something. "Why are they not looking at each other's eyes?"

"Not allowed."  The Doctor said. "I think they're doing something that can
actually hold time back..."

Jesse looked sideways at the Doctor, "What has time got against this planet
anyway?"

The Doctor shrugged.

Jesse smiled and looked back out, "It's a good way to fall in love with
someone's clogs, sandals, shoes, or buttons, isn't it? Or develop a foot
fetish..."

"These are the most...good looking of my watchers..."

"Really?"  Jesse lied sarcastically. He also noticed, "They're
almost...like they're gliding or something."

"It's a way not to engage..."  he looked down at his dick. "You know..."

Jesse, still completely naked, looked down. "Really? They are alien then. I
can't glide and even if I could, I'm fully sure it wouldn't stop me dick
from dicking up. Maybe cause the old one is so ugly, he wants the good
looking ones, IE all the other ones down there...to be modest...he looks
like Linus gone terribly old and terribly wrong..."

"Yes. I wish I could kill them all."

Jesse laughed, "Doctor? What?"

"Well, no one wants to live forever."

"And they're part of you almost being like you're immortal...?"

"Yes."  He said this sardonically. Jesse could imagine the Fourth Doctor's
tone being just as close to this Doctor's tone. "Doctor, we really have to
go. Jeremy..."

"Yes."

Jesse smiled and yelled down into the court, "EVERYBODY GET YOUR DICKS
OUT!"

"Jesse!"  The Doctor said with a laugh as all the monks gazed up at them
via the window.

"Let's move it!"  He ran and the Doctor staring for one last glance down at
his Watchers, followed.  One monk, with what looked like straw hair, and a
very androgynous look and dark, steely eyes hidden beneath long
bangs... not unlike the model Jensen Neuens...

(http://bp0.blogger.com/_b3K38tsecac/SBU_CbWMg9I/AAAAAAAAIK4/_w70AZD29eY/s1600-h/Jensen+Neuens-007.jpg)

...had tried to catch the Doctor's eye. The Doctor noticed but had to run
and he found Jesse standing...more like draped into... a new wide, stone
corridor.

Jesse gasped, "You're the only one who knows where we're going!"

"Ahhhh..."



DOCTOR WHO SOUNDTRACK TRACK 1, 30 seconds in



A monk came at Jeremy, a large metal cylinder topped with a cone in each
hand. Smoke poured from each metal can. Jeremy coughed, "You gotta be
shitting me. Incense?"

Another monk held up floor polish in a can (and labeled as such with a
bright yellow sticker on it) and sprayed it at him. Jeremy coughed but
moved between the two, used elbow karate to avoid their arms and shoulders,
kicked off another one and grabbed another one who came at him by both
arms, tossed himself back, flipped this monk into five more and rolled up
to face another one. He was making slow progress but progress is
progress. Another monk, a big fat one, came at him, yelling. Jeremy looked
at him wide eyed, saw a metal shield on the wall, grabbed it and flung it
at the fat one. The fat one grabbed it, hurled it at him. Jeremy jumped up,
waited until it was under him, landed on it, and rode it while turning to
face what was formerly behind him. He rode it down the hallway, passing
more monks who tried to grab him. He fended off many with small defensive
blocks and one or two blows. When the shield threatened to come to a stop,
Jeremy put his head first and dove off it, crashing into five more monks,
flooring them. He dove from between more monks and bent down, stood up,
hard lower palm of hands first, hitting some other monks in the chins. As
the fell, he bowed to them. "So sorry."  He then ran.

Jesse sprinted after the Doctor. "For an old guy, he sure can run fast!"

The Doctor bounced out of a new door he had just fled through. "I'm not
old!"  He ran back into the room.

Jesse followed. This new room was large, on the low level but not below
ground, and white and light. A large open window with wooden shutters that
opened inward was on the far end. The Doctor ignored it and went to a large
set up on the right side wall of the room. It looked like a giant old
fashioned computer.


"What's this antiquated hunk a junk?"

The Doctor stooped over the machinery, "It'll send them back to my own time
life zones...or my own life's time zones," he said without turning
around. He worked furiously. The machine hummed to life.

Jesse looked at it worriedly, "Sounds like it's going to explode..."  He
looked up at the ceiling.

"Don't worry."  The Doctor's bony hands worked over the many
controls. "There. This. That. Then. Goes there. Way good."

Jesse sighed. "Adjectives. Never did like them as stand alone sentences."
He put a hand on the Doctor's back and found it to be surprisingly
muscular...for an old guy. "Look, is this going to help Jeremy?"

"Yes, my boy. IF you let me get on with it!"  The Doctor commanded and for
a moment, he sounded like THE Doctor, his Doctor.

Jesse backed off, "All right, all right."  He looked into the corridor. "Bu
they better not kill him before you send them outta here. We had enough
trouble the last time that happened."

"Last time?"

"Yeah, with that Zorro fictional guy, you know."

"No, I don't know. Ahhh, yes, maybe I do. I can remember some things that
are going to happen."

"No, Doc, to you and I, it happened already."

"Did it? How nice. Glad we're all safe from it."

Jesse sighed again.  He realized he was totally naked and looked around for
something to wear or to fight with, in case the pseudo Doctors, the
Watchers came in here.



Feet slapping on the marble floor, Jeremy ran to a dead end wall. A brick
wall. He put his hands up to it and felt it. Hard stone. He turned, hard
himself. He realized he was still totally nude. And he'd managed to lose
their clothes again. "Who puts a wall here with no doors."

"People..."

He turned to the voice. The Watchers were there. A whole fleet of them. In
different garb. Some totally nude with their glossed over, glazed over
crotches, the worst thing about them. He gasped. Eye slits seemed melted.

"...who want to catch running away intruders."

"Great. Then I'll just leave if you want me to. No more of me kicking your
dicks in. Oh, wait, someone's beat me to it. Asses then. No more me kicking
your asses then."

The one speaking wore a French wig from the 1700s. He snapped his fingers,
"No more indeed."  The group near him parted and ten more Watchers stepped
forward with crossbows, all pointed at Jeremy. He put his hands up. "No
need for that, indeed, my young love."

"What? What did you call me?"

"I'm the Watcher between your Doctor and the next..."

"Watchers?"  Jeremy vaguely knew what those were. "Then, there's no need
for...we...we're on the same side..."  Suddenly, with hands up, he
shook. He thought, for a second it was the terror of this situation but he
realized the whole floor shook. The roof.  He put his hands down. "What's
that?"

"What's that?"  Jesse asked the Doctor. They both looked up. The Doctor
stood up, his frame passing over Jesse's.

"The time tree."

"What the fuck's that?"

"The tree outside. Surely you saw that?"

Jesse nodded, "Yeah, I'd be blind or blond to have missed that..."

"You are blond. Anyway, the time tree, with the machine having brought them
here protecting them from time, it held the tree off."

Jesse frustrated, "Now, I know you're the Doctor, the real Doctor cause
your explanations are seriously pissin me off!!! What's that all mean?"

"It means the tree doesn't want anything to do with other times being
here. It'll do anything to keep the time status quo normal for the
present..."

The monastery shook. The tree bent over it and the branches were invading
the windows, smashing through the wood, breaking down doors, crushing
walls!

Jesse looked up. The spot just above him caved in, wood, plaster and stone
coming down at him! He no time to react. The Doctor scooped him up in his
right arm, "Lookout!"  The Doctor moved him out of the way in a ballet like
move and shifted him to the other side of the room just as a huge mess
cascaded down on the floor!  "Jessse!!!"  A huge branch came down at
them. It searched. "Let's..."  he took Jesse by the arms to see Jesse
recovering. "Okay?"

Jesse rubbed his eyes, "Sure..."

"Let's get out of here, the machine's going to do it's job and the things,
my selves will vanish..."

They ran and the branch thinking it found something finally, followed them
out of the room into the corridor. "Run Jesse!"

"Do you have to say it every time? Of course, I'm running! I'm with you,
aren't I!"  Jesse gasped. They ran across a large open vestibule and a
"village" square and market place...all the spots were crawling with
branches. Thick ones, thin ones, in between ones. All creeping slowly
around, waving in the air, sliding on the floor. The creepers were the
worst kind, slowly snaking their way along to find something.

"Doctor! Jeremy! In all this!"

"We'll find him!"



The Watchers raised their crossbows again.  Jeremy put his hands up again.
Then he decided to put his forearms in front of his eyes.

The French wigged one yelled, "Ready. Aim. Oh don't stand on ceremony, just
fire!!!"

"Doctor!"  Jeremy gasped.

The crossbows fired!  The devices fell harmlessly to the floor. All
Watchers in that instant were gone. Jeremy threw himself to the ground and
the arrows hit the stone and brick wall behind him. He shut his eyes
waiting for more arrows but then turned his body sideways to face the
Watchers. He opened one eyelid. They were gone. Clothing and all were
gone. He opened both eyes. The devices were on the floor. Nothing.  Jeremy
stood up. "OH, pity about the clothes though. Coulda used those. At least
now, I'm safe."  From behind him, the wall of brick broke inward, a brick
hitting him in the upper back. He was thrown forwards. A huge branch came
in and moved at him. He fell but picked himself up immediately and ran. He
ran and ran and didn't look back. Jeremy threw himself into a doorway into
a room he thought might have a door outside. He turned to look behind him
and saw a massive, five foot trunk of wood passing the entrance he just
came in from. He watched the trunk in amazement. "Alive. Animated. Like a
thinking thing."  As he stared, wide-eyed, he moved into the room. He
wasn't watching where he moved at. From the ceiling a large vine of green
came down. It held large green leaves. And more vines sprang from it. On
either side, two foot long green leaves opened, let Jeremy walk to the thin
vine and then closed on him. One cupped over his mouth. One over his
legs. One at his groin. The worst was that the thinner vines wrapped around
his waist and kept squeezing. His eyes were free to go wide eyed and shut
alternately from the pain. The area around his navel was being squeezed so
that it was almost a full outtie and his body felt as if it would soon
pop. Jeremy really thought this was the end. No Jesse around. No Doctor. No
K9. Nothing. He tightened his abs to try to resist the vines but three were
wrapped around his skin and were pressing. Skin seemed to pour through the
three vines like play dough through fingers. He couldn't breath because the
leaf on his mouth also covered his nose. He knew he was going to die this
time. Again. He struggled. His legs were held by vines and leaves. He was
prone. His feet were lifted off the ground. Branches seem to float around
his front and behind him. There was an open window behind him, too.

"In here!"  Jesse yelled, ducking under a tree branch. He had an axe in his
hands. He began to hack away some of the vine stalk behind Jeremy.

The Doctor came in and hugged Jeremy, vines, leaves and all.  "Ahh," he
said, breaking the hug, "You must be Jeremy."

"What the fuck are YOU doing?"  Jesse gasped, pausing in his endeavors.

The Doctor's voice was manly and commanding, deep.  "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
STOP THAT AT ONCE!"

Jesse listened, the axe hanging in his hand, "So what do you want to do
about this thing strangling him? Talk love to it?"

"This tree. This vine in particular. The more resistance...Jeremy can you
hear me?"

Jeremy shook his head but his eyes started to close.

The Doctor sounded commanding, "Stay with us, son. Stay with us."

Jesse wasn't going to wait.  "Son? You're calling him son now?"  He raised
for another hack at the stalk.

A hand grabbed the arm. Jesse's arm. "I said no resistance."  Jesse whirled
around angry at the Doctor and saw the face. The Doctor's face. He meant
it. He dropped the axe. He nodded.

The Doctor moved to the vine. He put his hands around some of the vines. He
put fingers to the vines on Jeremy's stomach, rubbing it and the skin
there. Jeremy's belly was now tightened by three vines. Soon four. They
pressed his skin in and his skin around the vines bulged out. It would soon
pulp him. Around the Doctor's touch, at the touches themselves, the skin
felt chilled, warmed then and sexy. Jeremy tingled there but he knew it
would be seconds before he'd be blown in and out. The Doctor rubbed more of
the things, his fingers taking in Jeremy's body, too. The leaf on Jeremy's
crotch tingled and his dick came out of it, dripping thick and crystal pre
cum.

The Doctor used both hands. He even brought up one foot and used that to
rub it. Jesse thought he looked ridiculous. He was about to say so and tell
him that it wasn't working, that Jeremy was still being held tight when he
noticed a slight shift in the leaves and vines. They loosened. "D..."

"Don't talk. They can feel our vibrations when we talk...the tree isn't
really a full part of this one or it isn't a full part of the tree..."

The rumbling of the attack of the tree continued.

Jesse whispered as the Doctor rubbed more of the plants on Jeremy. "Doctor,
thing is the Watchers are gone. Why are the branches still attacking?"

The Doctor looked up, "Jesse...I was wrong..."

The tree was fully bent over the monastery. There was no window or door
that didn't have a branch in it, seeking.

"Whatdamean?"

"It wasn't the Watchers that the tree objected to. It wasn't them that was
time displaced. It's me. The tree's after me..."  The Doctor looked up.  "I
shouldn't be here..."

"We...we shouldn't..."

As they both looked up, the roof came down.





starring The Doctor, Jesse McCartney, and Jeremy Sumpter



DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY 85



ATTACK OF THE MONSTER TREE



By Whoever....





DOCTOR WHO SOUNDTRACK VOLUME 2 TRACK 1 further in, TRACK 20



The Doctor put a hand out to shield Jesse and threw his body close to
Jeremy's still prone form. Jesse ducked and put his hands over his head
but...nothing. He said so. "Nothing."

The Doctor looked up, stood straight and saw the smaller vine stalk thing
caught the roof. "It...it likes me."  He smiled. He pulled Jeremy from the
now completely loose plants, vines, and leaves. "Jeremy...are you okay?"

"I..."  he puffed. "I...don't have any clothes..."

The Doctor raised one eye brow. "Mmmmm, I noticed that, I did."

"RUN!"  Jesse gasped. A larger tree branch came from the sky and smashed
down at them. They ran out a few seconds before it. They ran out of the
door, ducking under more branches. "The main corridor, it's not there yet!"

The Doctor found a fallen wig. It was curly haired and dark. He put it on
his head and moved to a mirror to check it out. Jesse came up behind
him. He put one arm around the Doctor's chest and with his free arm, used
the hand on that to smack the wig off. "Naw...I like it better the way you
have it now..."

"Bald?"

"Yep!"

Jeremy gasped, "Can we get outta here?"

Jesse back tracked, "Will you guys come on!!! You all right?"

Jeremy puffed yes.

"To run?"

"Yeah, in a mo..."

More branches spiraled above them, some broke up out of the tiled floor
below. "No mo, now!"  Jesse grabbed Jeremy's arm and prompted him to run.
The Doctor followed, throwing the wig onto a branch. He shrugged and
followed the two blond boys.

The branch that held the wig, stopped. It seemed to examine it. The other
branches came around to it and they all poked it. Then they tore it
apart. The branches renewed their attack on the trio.

...who ran down a hallway. Behind them tree branches, meaning business,
smashed the walls on either side, bending onto the walls from outside,
crushing through them, and crashing the hallways, staircases, and
columns. Columns were wrapped up, allowing other tree barks and branches on
either side to smash down, bending. It was like a strange honor guard on
both sides of their path, only intent on snuffing them into the
ground. Creepers on the floor followed. More tree branches smashed through
walls and corners and made for the trio. They ran.

 More pieces of the roofs came in, chandeliers came spiraling down, and
one, caught on its side, rolled. This one followed the three for some
time. They ran through a former bed room of the Monks but the chandelier,
as if alive, rolled over beds and dresses alike, chasing them. The Doctor
was last and he looked back, "It's after us!"

They ran up a staircase to avoid it. Jesse gasped, "We lost it!"  A giant
branch gave it a thrust upward and shoved the chandelier up the staircase!

The Doctor pushed Jesse, "Guess again! It won't give up! RUN! That way!
There's a door that opens onto a gravel hill outside there! No dirt, no
tree!"

"Gravel? That sounds like it'll hurt!"  Jesse gasped as he ran.

The Doctor pushed him. Jesse held Jeremy's arm and together they ran. The
chandelier gave chase as did a hundred more branches, which surpassed
it. The Doctor looked back one more time and ran for his life. Jesse and
Jeremy reached two big white doors and as one they pushed them open and
jumped. They dove out of the doors, down a small hill and rolled down onto
gravel. "OW OW OW OW OW!"  they both gasped.

The Doctor ran out of the doors and the branches followed. The Monastery
was completely caved in, almost totally gone now. The Doctor ran, caught up
to his two friends, who slowed in their running, grabbed their arms, "Don't
stop now!"  And he kept running with them in tow. The machine inside was
ruined and sparked. The whole monastery exploded and the trio were thrown
forward by the blast. One moment they were running, the next they were
thrown ahead by large yellow fiery explosions.

As they walked in the desert, the suns of the planet, for their were two in
the sky now, beat down on them. One was yellow, the other red. "Doctor,"
Jesse said quietly.

"Yes?"

"We...are...going...to...die."

"What?"  The Doctor said, "Look, Jeremy..."

"I'M JESSE. JESSE, can't you get that through that thick bald skull of
yours?!!!"

"Enough with the complaining already," the Doctor put his hands up.

Jeremy turned, "He's not."

"Not you too, Jesse."

"I'm Jeremy," Jeremy forced a smile, "And he's not complaining. He's
stating a fact."

"What do you mean?"

"Doctor, it doesn't take a...well, a Doctor to figure out that we're in the
middle of a desert that hasn't changed now for some time. The suns are
beating down on us. We're dehydrating..."

The Doctor looked down as his own body and felt up his sides.

"Well, we are," Jeremy added, "...if not you. We have no water. There's no
food in sight...and above all, I lost the clothes. So he and I are naked,
totally bare to the suns' rays..."

"These suns don't have dangerous rays, at least not the time we've been out
in them..."  the Doctor put a hand to his forehead to block the suns
glinting as he looked up into it, "I'd swear by that. In fact, I almost
seem to know them...long term exposure might..."

"That's not the point," Jesse stamped.

"Point is," Jeremy looked at Jesse, glaring at him to tell him he'd make
the point, "In the deserts on Earth..."

"Earth? Is that we're you're both from?"

"Yes," Jesse said, tempering his patience with a lower voice, "Doctor..."

"In the deserts at home...and here's no different from what we've seen...it
can get very, very cold at night. Like below freezing. And we have no
shelter, no clothes..."

The Doctor started to rip the bottom of his monk robe, the parts not
already filled with tears, "I'll rip my own clothes up so that you can have
some clothes."

Both Jeremy and Jesse protested strongly, waving their hands up at him and
saying "NO!" profoundly.  Asking him, "Please, not that," and saying other
things to give him the idea that they didn't want him to do that. Or that
they didn't want to see him naked.

The Doctor raised a knowing eyebrow. Then another. He half smiled, half
grimaced. He knew they didn't want to see his "new", old body naked.

"We're going to be out here for long term exposure anyway," Jesse
protested. "You don't need as much covering as we do...but you do need
some...and in case, you haven't noticed, you're hardly wearing a lot of it
to begin with..."

"Nonsense," the Doctor started walking again. "You just don't want to see
me naked."

Jeremy looked at Jesse. Jesse nodded a yes to him. Jeremy fake hit him on
the shoulder and smiled, then dropped it. "It...it's not just that. I mean
it's not that."

"Uh huh."

"It's just that the Doctor...."  Jeremy started...

"The real Doctor..."

"Huh? Real Doctor?"  The Doctor stopped walking and didn't turn around to
look at them.

Jesse finished, "The REAL Doctor, my Doctor, would find a way out of this
mess..."

"Look some plants," the Doctor pointed, a broad smile showing his perfect
pearl white teeth, "A few..."

"Ohhhh kay," Jesse said and followed him. Jeremy followed Jesse.

They found a dirt hill and behind it some plants. They were not tall
plants. Jesse pulled a small leaf and twined it around a vine, and pulled
another one. He handed it toward Jeremy, "Fig leaf?"

"No, thank you," Jeremy put his hands up to avoid it, "I've had all I can
take of leaves, for the moment, thank you very much."  He looked at Jesse's
hand, "Still...just the same..."  He put his hand out and took it and put
it in his mouth to taste it. He spit it out. "Not even wet..."

Jesse's fig leaf barely covered his dick head. He gave up and let it
hang. "This is useless..."

The Doctor was tasting other plants and some berries. He spat them out like
Jeremy before him. "I'm afraid so. None of these are edible."  He stood up,
"Ahhhm, well, we live in an imperfect universe..."

As they followed him again, Jesse murmured, "Imperfect
universe....imperfect way to die..."

The three walked on. The Doctor began to whistle and then partly sing. It
was an old song. It was the Colonel Bogey March.

Jeremy smiled as he listened. He whispered, "Maybe the new Doctor's a good
vocalist...aye?"

"Not judging by that."  Jesse pouted and walked with his hands folded
across his chest.

Jeremy laughed and soon began to whistle and sing, too.

Soon, despite pouting, Jesse watched Jeremy start singing it too, despite
Jeremy not knowing the real words. Jeremy put a satiric lyrics he heard
when he was a young boy to it. It had something to do with the
advertisement for the product COMET, a cleanser.

"Comet, it will make your teeth turn green. Comet, it tastes just like
gasoline. Comet, it'll make you vomit, so get off your ass and eat some
comet and vomit today!"  The two sang this and as they did, they crossed
their arms, the arms facing each other, over each other and swung them.

The Doctor turned, stopped singing and looked at them. He began to
cry. "Why...that...that's..."

"Doctor! What is it?"  Jeremy gasped.

"That's awful."  Tears came down his cheeks. "That's just awful to sing!
You changed the words!"

Jeremy and Jesse, for once, didn't know what to say.

The Doctor sniffled. He wiped tears away with his forearm. He puffed and
huffed. He got over his cry. "Still, I think I like it better than my
version."  Then, he turned around, started singing their version and
marched away.

Jesse put his finger to his head and spun it in a gesture that told Jeremy
the Doctor's gone insane. The two followed him, Jeremy shaking it off and
laughing some more.



"Hitler has only one left ball, Goring has two but they are very small,
Himmler is somewhat similar, but poor ole Goebbels has no balls at all."
And he sang similar variations to that along the way. It got old
fast. Jesse said so to Jeremy, "That got old fast."

"Where'd I first hear that song second?"

As he finished singing and some time later, the Doctor was no weaker in his
walking, "1914, F.J Ricketts, I told him that tune would work. He knew
Bogey, played gold we did. All three of us. A more innocent but dirtied
time."

Jesse puffed, sweating, "Doctor, how long before that...those suns will do
us damage?"

"About another four hours or so...SO..."  The Doctor squinted at a dune.

"So?"  Jesse asked, puffing and holding Jeremy up.

"So..."  The Doctor moved toward the dune. "I think we've found
something...."  He began to dig.

Suddenly, where he dug, moved. The dune had a point to it now and the point
grew up and up. The thing shook itself off. It was a living thing. It
looked like an upside-down banana AND peach tree with a point on top, long
fronds growing out of it, seemingly arms and two stalks for legs. It
apparently had no eyes. Jesse gasped, "What the hell is that?"

"Come," the Doctor put his arms out to them, "Come."

"Uh-huh," Jesse protested.

Jeremy broke free of Jesse's arms, having gotten weaker than he. "I
can't. If it has something...maybe...it'll sustain us."  Jeremy walked up
the dune. Jesse stared, indecisive.

The arms opened and looked inside like soft tissue, fruits hanging
inside. Jesse gasped, "It...It looks almost like a gigantic vagina. Thus,
count me out."

"It likes you best of all," the Doctor said after putting his fingers to
the sides of his own temples. "IF we're doing to deal with it... Jesse, it
wants you."  The thing made squishy sounds.

Jesse just stared.

"Come on, you know I wouldn't do anything that's not in the best interests
of the whole group, don't you?"  The Doctor asked.

"I do," Jeremy smiled up at the Doctor.

"Thank you, Jamie," the Doctor said, "Now, come on, Jerome."

"Jesse," Jesse corrected and moved up the dune to them.

"Just open your arms to welcome it and I assure you," the Doctor said,
changing his tone from fun to threatening, "I can put an end to all your
problems..."

Jesse opened his arms at the first statement but turned to the Doctor at
the second, taking his eyes off the creature. The thing with fronds that
seemed spiky on one side of each frond, hobbled over to him, opened its
arms wider and GREW. The entire thing grabbed Jesse's body into it.

"JESSE!"  Jeremy yelled and tried to run at it but the Doctor smiled,
laughed, and held Jeremy's right arm in a vice grip!

The plant drew Jesse into its soft middle and the arms closed around him!
To Jeremy, it looked as if Jesse was gone...right inside the plant monster!

The thing made sounds as if it were digesting Jesse!!! Jeremy stared
closely at it, zooming his vision in on it!  "JESSE!!!!"



TO BE CONTINUED...