I'm Coming Home to You
An old friend
I walked out to see the police with crime scene tape guarding the perimeter. I quickly walked back into the TARDIS and looked around for anything that would help me. I managed to find psychic paper and a sonic screwdriver. I was starting to feel like a female version of the Doctor, I probably looked like one too.
I walked back out of the TARDIS and into the crowd of people gathered around the hospital, there was no possible way for me to reach the police line even if I flashed the psychic paper around. Wading through the crowd of people would be an impossible task without either a bulldozer or a truck.
"Need some help?" Someone asked me.
I turned to see a man with a trench coat and a fedora covering his face so it was hard for me to see him. Something about him seemed oddly familiar, his presence was similar to someone I met long ago.
"Depends, can you get me up there mate?" I asked.
"Indeed I can, follow me." He told me while grabbing my hand and running off down an alley.
I'm glad I was not wearing heels and I could run along with him. He pulled me along down some more alley's and eventually we came to a worn down building, what little paint remained was peeled off, the mortar between the bricks had holes in it, one could easily have pulled a brick from it.
"Alright why did you bring me to this dump now?" I asked irritated.
"Is that anyway to treat an old friend Rose?" He asked me, his American accent peaking through.
"Wait a minute..."
He removed his hat and it became clear who it was.
"Jack?"
I walked back out of the TARDIS and into the crowd of people gathered around the hospital, there was no possible way for me to reach the police line even if I flashed the psychic paper around. Wading through the crowd of people would be an impossible task without either a bulldozer or a truck.
"Need some help?" Someone asked me.
I turned to see a man with a trench coat and a fedora covering his face so it was hard for me to see him. Something about him seemed oddly familiar, his presence was similar to someone I met long ago.
"Depends, can you get me up there mate?" I asked.
"Indeed I can, follow me." He told me while grabbing my hand and running off down an alley.
I'm glad I was not wearing heels and I could run along with him. He pulled me along down some more alley's and eventually we came to a worn down building, what little paint remained was peeled off, the mortar between the bricks had holes in it, one could easily have pulled a brick from it.
"Alright why did you bring me to this dump now?" I asked irritated.
"Is that anyway to treat an old friend Rose?" He asked me, his American accent peaking through.
"Wait a minute..."
He removed his hat and it became clear who it was.
"Jack?"
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