Allons-y Grassi!!!

Chapter One

The Doctor: Oh hello! So sorry young man...don't mind me, I might sound crazy...but...what year is this exactly?! 

Mitch: Well sir, it's 1986. 

The Doctor: (surprised)You're sure about that?????!!!!

Mitch: (annoyed) I'm pretty sure I know what year it is if I'm LIVING in it sir. Why don't you?

The Doctor: WELL.... something must be wrong...something is not right!!!!(looking around nervously, talking loudly to himself)...why would it bring me here?! Why?!

Mitch: What are you TALKING about? Your PARENTS brought you here. For what reason, I have NO clue! Ask THEM! (turning to walk away)

The Doctor: No no no no...wait... we're in London! 1986! Something must be wrong! The whole city might be in danger! (almost shouts) And the TARDIS is BROKEN! Dammit! You gotta help me!!!

Mitch: (frustrated) You're far from help here buddy! If you want help, maybe you shouldn't be in London!

The Doctor: (shouts) You don't understand! Someone or something must have caused my (pauses before saying TARDIS - in a more relaxed voice)...wait a minute...(runs to Mitch and stops him from leaving)... why weren't you surprised when I said TARDIS? Why weren't you surprised at all?!(looks at him while surprised)

Mitch: N-n-no reason. (obviously nervous) Why is it any of your business anyways!?

The Doctor: (taking out his sonic-screwdriver - still standing in Mitch's way) Tell me... does the name "The Doctor" ring a bell to you?!

Mitch: (staring at the sonic-screwdriver and knowing exactly what it was) Why would I? Even if I did, why would it matter?

The Doctor: (scanning Mitch with the screwdriver while taking out his glasses from his pocket with his other hand) Yeah... weird! BRILLIANT to be honest! What's your name?

Mitch: One you don't need to know. Why are you here? (scanned The Doctor) If they find out about me, they'll question me!

 The Doctor: (looks around to make sure no one suspicious is around) They? Who are these "they"?!  

Mitch: (also looks around before sighing) We can't talk about this here. Too many of them around here. If they find out who we are (he sighed again, looking at The Doctor) we're doomed.  

 The Doctor : Alright! Let's go inside the TARDIS then! 

Mitch: Don't say that out here (he was practically hissing)! They could hear you! We can't do that anyways. It's broke. Look. (Whipped out a marker quickly and wrote something on The Doctors arm) [now whispering] Meet me here. Don't let ANYONE see you and no matter what they say, don't trust anyone 

The Doctor: Ok! Allons-y then! 

Mitch: Yeah. Whatever. (walks away, while looking around paranoid)

*They both go to the rendez-vous*

The Doctor: Ok boy, TALK!  

Mitch: Would you shut up for one second? I have to figure something out for YOU. Why the hell you're here!  

The Doctor: WHAT?! You told me to meet you here!!! Now tell me how did you get here?! And who are "they"?  

Mitch: Mom was right, you ARE frustrating! Look, give me a second. My mom taught me this trick. We need to know why you're here first!  

The Doctor: What?! What?! WHAT??? MOM??!!! And I guess I already know why I'm here! You have time vortex inside you, which I have no clue why, but the TARDIS must have detected it somehow and automatically landed here to recover herself! The question is, why are YOU here?  

Mitch: You're right. I do have the time vortex inside of me. I'm here to spy on them and make sure nothing gets out of hand.  

The Doctor: Alright! First answer me this! Who is your mum? And why do you have the vortex inside you? You can't be time-lord, I scanned you! Not even time-lord genes! And I'm the last of my species so I know that for sure! Who exactly are you?

Mitch: (amused)Oh yeah, that stupid thing? Reprogrammed it before you came. Was pretty easy actually. Easy technology.  

The Doctor: ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MY SCREW-DRIVER?! (angrily) Don't you DARE dis sonic!!! WHO ARE YOU? TELL ME, NOW!!!!  

Mitch: (sighing) You know the Grassi family? Nel Grassi rings a bell?  

The Doctor: (thoughtfully) No...

Mitch: (sighs frustratingly) Look, my mother, she was very important to multiple people. I am her son. Nel Grassi and Mike Grassi are my parents. My name is Mitchell, but I prefer Mitch.

The Doctor: What did she look like, your mother?!

Mitch: I'm not sure. I never knew her. Something went wrong with time. She vanished. I never knew who she was.  

The Doctor: Hmmm...(looking around thoughtfully) Where there cracks?!  

Mitch: Plenty. The information's on that paper. (pointing to paper on desk behind them) Check it out. Maybe it will refresh your memory. I have to find out what's going on here.  

 *The doctor looks at the papers for a while*

The Doctor: (puts on his glasses) No no no...that couldn't be...it says 2030 here!  

Mitch: You sound like my father. I know that's bad. Trust me. I just....... I don't understand why. My father tried to explain it to me.... but I was too young.  

The Doctor: But I'm in these records...(still looking at the papers nervously)...but I've never been there! Unless that's me from the future! Which explains why you know me... but we haven't met yet! When will we meet?

Mitch: (sighs and turns to The Doctor) Do you really want to know Doc?  

The Doctor: (with a more serious tone) Tell me.

Mitch: We meet, but it's not in the way you want. (runs fingers through hair, before he looks back up at The Doctor) Doc, I met you, but it was fairly short because...... well......... you see........  

The Doctor: (stone-faced, staring at Mitch) Keep talking!  

Mitch: (blurts out)I saw your death...