"Help me!" She says. The Doctor sits bolt upright and sonics that thing, causing the death plant to explode.
"Remote control. But who's controlling it?" The Doctor asks. He then rubs his temples. "You woke me up too soon. I'm still regenerating. I'm bursting with energy." As he says that some regeneration energy exits his mouth. "My head! I'm having a neuron implosion!"
"Need any painkillers Doc?" Dean asks. "I have some in my bag if you need them."
"No, thanks for the offer... I need something but I can't think of it."
"Let us know when you remember."
"How are you guys so calm about this?" Rose asks as the Doctor goes down against the pillows again.
"Because we're used to crazy shit like this." Katie says. "This is pretty much an average day for us."
"Nearly being killed by a plant is a new one." Dean points out. You start to do something on your laptop. You press play on a video that is on the BBC news website. Your eyebrows furrow together.
"Rose, did you understand any of that?" You ask your friend referring to the alien language in the video. Rose shakes her head. "Great..."
"What's going on?" Sam asks.
"How should I know, the part of the TARDIS that translates alien languages isn't working." You answer throwing a glance at the Doctor's limp form, before returning your attention back to your laptop. "HOLY SHIT!"
"What?" Katie asks.
"Newest headline... all across the globe, people are standing on rooftops about ready to jump."
"I think we need to get to the TARDIS." Dean suggests.
"Good idea. Someone help me with the Doctor." Rose states.
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Once inside the TARDIS, there is a jolt and the TARDIS is moving, except the engines aren't on. Dean lets out a string of curse words about flying. "Dean, the engines aren't even on! Something actually picked up the TARDIS." You state accidentally knocking over a cup of tea. When the TARDIS stops moving everyone except the Doctor pokes their heads out of the police box.
"Rose. Rose! I've got you. My Lord. Oh, my precious thing. The Doctor, is he with you?" The prime minister says when she helps Rose catch her balance.
"No. We're on our own." Rose replies.
"The yellow and (hair color) girl. They have the clever blue box. Therefore, they speak for your planet." The person with a translating machine says. He also says Sycorax, you guess that is what this alien species is called.
"Any idea on what to say?" You ask softly to your friend who shakes her head. "Improvising it is then."
"We, er, I address the Sycorax according to Article Fifteen of the Shadow Proclamation. I command you to leave this world with all the authority of the Slitheen Parliament of Raxacoricofallapatorius, and er, the Gelth Confederacy as er, sanctioned by the Mighty Jagrafess and, oh, the Daleks! Now, leave this planet in peace! In peace." Rose says. The Sycorax roar with laughter.
"You are very, very funny. And now you're going to die." The translator says.
"Touch my kid sister and you get a bullet to the face." Dean growls. The prime minister isn't much better than your brother. While the translator is translating the Sycorax suddenly starts speaking English. You and Rose share a look and smile.
"It's working!" Both of you say in unison. That's when the Doctor walks out with a cocky smirk.
"Did you miss me?" He asks, as the Sycorax cracks a whip and the Doctor catches it and yanks the whip out of their hand. "You could have someone's eye out with that."
"How dare!" The Sycorax in charge nearly yells. After breaking a club over his knee, the Doctor smiles at you, your family and your friend.
"You just can't get the staff. Now, you, just wait. I'm busy. Y/N and Katie, hello! And Harriet Jones MP for Flydale North. Blimey, it's like 'This is Your Life'. Tea! That's all I needed, a good cup of tea! Superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin. Just the thing for healing the synapses. Now, first thing's first. Be honest, how do I look?" The Doctor states looking at you and Rose.
"Er, different." Rose answers.
"Good different or bad different?"
"Just different."
"Am I ginger?"
"No, you're just sort of brown." The doctor pouts like a kicked puppy.
"I wanted to be ginger. I've never been ginger. And you, Rose Tyler, fat lot of good you were. You gave up on me. Oh, that's rude. That's the sort of man I am now, am I? Rude. Rude and not ginger." You snicker softly to yourself. The prime minister doesn't want to believe that the Doctor is actually the Doctor.
"If I might interrupt." The leader of the Sycorax says.
"Yes, sorry. Hello, big fellow."
"Who exactly are you?"
"Well, that's the question." You bite your tongue to stop yourself from saying 'I thought it was to be or not to be.'
"I demand to know who you are!"
"I don't know! See, here's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am." The doctor states. "It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob. And how am I going to react when I see this, a great big threatening button. A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances, am I right? Let me guess. It's some sort of control matrix, hmm? Hold on, what's feeding it?" You're starting to like this version of the Doctor more than the Doctor you first met. The Doctor opens up a panel and continues to ramble. "And what've we got here? Blood? Yeah, definitely blood. Human blood. A Positive, with just a dash of iron. Ah, but that means blood control. Blood control! Oh, I haven't seen blood control for years. You're controlling all the A Positives. Which leaves us with a great big stinking problem. Because I really don't know who I am. I don't know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button which should never, ever, ever be pressed, then I just want to do this." The crazy time lord hits the flashing button.
"No!" You, Rose and the prime minister say in unison. The button doesn't do anything to the ship, you later find out that everyone with A Positive blood has gotten off the rooftops and went home. The Doctor starts talking to the Sycorax again.
"Well, yeah, you could, yeah, you could do that, of course, you could. But why? Look at these people. These human beings. Consider their potential. From the day they arrive on the planet and blinking, step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than. No, hold on. Sorry, that's The Lion King. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!" You and your family snort when he says the Lion King.
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"You can always come with us Y/N." The Doctor offers after everything.
"Maybe next time. Right, this instant my family needs my help." You reply. "But don't worry, I'll call if I need you."
"Fair enough. See you around Winchesters."
"Later Doctor!" You and your siblings wave as the TARDIS leaves the motel parking lot.
"So, now what?" Dean asks. "Things go back to normal then?"
"Normal? Normal is boring." You joke. "I say we follow the road and see where it takes us."
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Through Time and Space (Superwholock reader insert)
FanfictionThe reader thought that they left the life of the supernatural behind when they left for the UK. Turns out living with Sherlock Holmes and travelling with a time traveling alien from the planet Gallifrey, the knowledge of the supernatural comes in h...
