Chapter Nineteen

The Doctor sighed and sank down on the sofa beside Rain.

"So, our children are at it again, adding to the ranks," he said to his wife.

"Yes, but you've been guilty of it as well, dear," Rain said.

"Yes, but soon we'll need an entire planet just for our family," the Doctor quipped.

"Hmm, could call it New, New Gallifrey?" Rain said.

"No thanks, we'll leave the double adjectives to New, New York."

He looked out the patio door when he heard a rumble of thunder and saw lightning flash in the distance.

"Blast, another storm. The weirdo will be coming down soon if she's awake," the Doctor said, pointing to the stairs.

"In that case, I better get her special soothing drink ready just in case," Rain said.

She got up from the sofa, patted the Doctor's knee affectionately and headed for the kitchen. While the Doctor was relaxing and watching the approaching storm, he heard the muffled sound of a TARDIS in his garage and frowned. He got up, walked to the door and opened it just as Alan and Rose were coming out of Daisy.

"What's wrong?" the Doctor asked them.

"Just a bit bored, thought we'd come and pass the time with ya," Alan said as the Doctor opened the door wider to let them inside. "Also noticed a storm was brewing, wanted to be here in case the wee one was awake. Is Grandpa and Shorty here?"

"Not at the moment, they stepped out for a moment," the Doctor said as Rain peeked out of the kitchen.

"Come to gloat about Rose's triumph?" Rain said to them.

"Partly and partly to enjoy the pleasure of your company," Alan said while Rose went to greet her. "Besides, I have a feeling that Hope…"

He paused when he heard a loud thunderboom and Hope cries of distress from upstairs.

"Hold that thought," the Doctor said as he headed upstairs.


"Doctor, what's wrong?" Clara asked as they walked along.

"I…I'm having mixed feelings about being here, Clara," Twelve said, shaking his head. "This is wonderful but it's not my Gallifrey. It's like something dreamed up by the Celestial Toymaker to lure us in and lull us into a false sense of security. All these different Doctors and people I know, it just seems too good to be true."

"But what if it isn't a trap, what if this is real and you could be a part of it," Clara said.

"Do you want to be a Time Lady then?"

"I don't know, it would be a huge change but if it meant staying here and being a part of this, I would consider it."

"Well, you could stay and I could go then."

"But you need this as well, Doctor. These are your people, your kind," Clara said.

The Doctor looked over when he heard a thunderboom.

"Better go back, looks like another storm is brewing," the Doctor said to Clara before they turned around. "What if I stay here, what then? What becomes of my Gallifrey then?"

"Well, the Doctor did say he had some sort of void crossing thing, yeah? Something that could get us across safely. Couldn't he give you one for your TARDIS and you could come and go as you please?"

"Yes, he did say that," the Doctor said softly.

"Just wait and see," Clara said. "Don't just think this is all a trick and run away from it. Just trust that it's not and see how things play out."

Twelve nodded and smiled when Clara squeezed his shoulder.


By the time they reached the Doctor's house, the storm was overhead and it was beginning to rain hard. Twelve knocked on the front door as he and Clara stood on the porch.

"Solicitors? At this hour of the night?" they heard Alan say. "What are you selling, sleeping pills?"

"It's me and Clara, let us in," Twelve said while Clara chuckled.

The door opened wide and Alan smiled as he waved them inside. Twelve noticed the Doctor was by the recliner tucking a duvet around Hope while she lay there with a pillow under her head. Twelve looked at Alan.

"Who are you then?" he said.

"The nutter with the Stitch tattoo."

"Ah, that one," Twelve said as Alan shut the door. "Quite a storm brewing now."

"Yes, that's why the little one is down here. She hates intense storms so we allow her to use the recliner and sleep near us. We also give her a bit of warm milk, which she just had."

"Hi," Hope said, waving from the chair.

She gasped when a loud thunderboom erupted and the Doctor patted her head. Hope smiled when Twelve and Clara walked over to her.

"Aw, are you scared?" Clara asked her.

"A bit. I try not to be but I hate storms," Hope said.

"Nothing wrong with being scared," Twelve said, patting her head.

Rain and Rose brought trays out filled with tea and snacks and the Doctor gave his daughter a jammy dodger as everyone sat down. Hope nibbled at her cookie while everyone else made their tea.

"So, I was thinking we'd start out early tomorrow and go see this spaceship," the Doctor said as he poured some tea for himself. "Rose, Alan, you can come as well if you like. I just explained the situation to them."

"I want to go," Hope said.

"Nooooo, only old people can go," Alan said as he sat in a chair beside her with his cup of tea.

"How old is old then?" Clara quipped. "I'm not that old."

"Ten and under," Alan said.

"Blast," Hope muttered.

"If you are agreeable, your dad and I could do Rescue Rangers for you," Alan said.

Twelve and Clara looked at each other and looked at the Doctor as the room fell silent.

"Yes, do Rescue Rangers for me," Hope said.

Alan got up from his chair and crooked his finger at the Doctor. The Doctor looked like a deer caught in the headlights while Rose and Rain giggled.

"What is this Rescue Rangers thing then?" Twelve said, amused.

"Um…it's something we do to cheer Hope up when she's feeling sad or scared. Listen, why don't we just do it mentally yeah?"

"Come on, Brother. The child demands Rescue Rangers," Alan said.

"Well, you do it then," the Doctor said.

"We do it together, there are two people mentioned in the song. Now come on, leave yourself conscious self on the sofa and join me."

"Why not, the world and his wife already know I'm called Sprinkles," the Doctor said as he got up.

"Yay," Hope said as the Doctor pulled out his phone and used his sonic to amplify the speaker.

He fiddled with his phone for a moment before setting it down on the coffee table. He glanced at his brother while their wives giggled and Hope waited in anticipation. Then he hit play on the song he had selected in his player and Chip and Dale's Rescue Rangers theme song started playing. The Doctor and Alan thrust out their arms and intense looks came on their faces while they mouthed the words to the song.

"Sometimes, some crimes go slipping through the cracks," Alan lip-synced as he pointed to the ground. "But these two," he mouthed, pointing to himself and the Doctor, "are picking up the slack."

"There's no case too big, no case too small," the Doctor mouthed as he did jazz hands. "When you need help just call…"

They put their arms around each other and mouthed, "Chip, Chip, Chip and Dale, Rescue Rangers."

"Oh my God," Clara said, laughing while Twelve shook his head and grinned.

The two of them continued to mouth the song while dancing around each other and doing jazz hands. Rose and Rain were dying laughing while the two brothers hammed it up and mouthed the words. When they were done, everyone applauded and laughed as the Doctor feigned embarrassment and ran back to his spot on the sofa.

"Thank you," Hope said.

"Okay, that's your cue to close your eyes and tune us out then," the Doctor said to her. "We performed for you, now it's time to go to sleep."

"Okay," Hope said, snuggling under the duvet.

Rain and Rose walked over, kissed her and everyone said goodnight to her while Hope relaxed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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