IN THE SHADOW OF SAXON
Chapter Four "Teletubbies….Teletubbies…." Saxon softly sang as he read over the reports on his desk when the door opened and Lucy walked inside, heading for the desk. She was wearing a light tan jacket and skirt and he could just see the white blouse peeking out from behind the jacket. The heels of her tan shoes clicked on the hard wood floor as she stood in front of the desk and Saxon closed the file, standing up. "My, don't you look lovely." "Thank you," Lucy said softly and he walked around to the front of the desk, standing next to her. He turned her to face him when he smiled and brushed some hair behind her ear, feeling a smile coming to his face as she winced. "Oh, why are you so afraid? I'm not going to hurt you," he said then moved his lips toward her ear and smiled. "Not unless you give me a good reason to." "N-no, I just wanted to know if you wanted to go have some lunch. Marcus is holding a table for us," she said and Saxon stood back, blinking his eyes. "Oh, he is, is he?" Saxon said as he leaned on the desk and turned his day planner around. He moved his finger over the page when he turned the day planner back around and smiled. "Sure, we can do that." Lucy shook as he held his arm out then rolled his eyes, wrapping her arm around his arm. Heading out of the office, Saxon looked at his secretary as he smiled sweetly and leaned one hand on the desk. "Mrs. Saxon and I are going out for lunch, so hold my calls," he said. "Yes, Mister Saxon," his secretary said as he patted the top of the desk then headed for the door and nearly dragged Lucy out of the room. Lucy had turned back to look at her as the secretary saw the pleading look in her eyes then sighed, going back to work as they headed down the hallway. "Now, just so you know, this is the true London Bridge," the Doctor said as he pointed to the small, stone bridge then turned around and pointed to the bridge behind them. "That's the Tower Bridge." 'Wait, are you saying that they built buildings on this thing?" Rory asked as he looked at the small, stone bridge and the Doctor nodded. "No wonder they fell," Amy said. "Ah, that had more to do with the fire than being sound enough to hold the buildings," the Doctor said when he noticed that David had gone missing and twirled around in a circle, looking for him. "Where did David go?" "I think he went that way," Rose said as she pointed toward the Globe Theatre and the Doctor's eyes went wide. He had been there in his tenth life with Martha and hoped that David hadn't started remembering what happened the day the Doctor and Martha had met Shakespeare. "I'll go get him." Amy said, but the Doctor shook his head and headed down the pavement. He found David standing in front of the Globe while he looked up at the banner hanging from the pole and the Doctor's hearts slammed into his chest when he saw the play was Love's Labour's Lost. "Love's Labour's Won," David softly said as he balled his right hand into a fist and slowly walked toward the Globe. "Ah, where do you think you're going?" the Doctor asked as he gently took hold of David's arm and David turned, looking at him. "I just want to take a closer look," David said and the Doctor smiled, shaking his head. "Nah, it's just an old building. Let's go see something cool." "Like what?" "Hmmmmm…" the Doctor said as he looked around then snapped his fingers. "Let's go on the London Eye!" "I don't think so," David said as the Doctor placed his hand on David's shoulder and titled his head to one side. "Oh, come on, we can make faces at the people waiting in line when we get to the top!" the Doctor said with a smile, but David shook his head and looked at the Globe. "I want to go in there," he said when Rory, Rose and Amy walked closer and stood next to them. "What's wrong?" Rose asked. "I want to go in there," David said as he pointed to the Globe and the Doctor wiggled his finger at Rose. Nodding, she walked with him as they walked to the bench and sat down. The Doctor looked at David while Amy talked to him then the Doctor looked at Rose and sighed. "What's wrong?" Rose asked and the Doctor rubbed his face with his hands. "He's remembering," he said softly. "When I took Martha back in time, we went to the Globe and met William Shakespeare." "Then it would be a good idea to go, yeah?" "Yeah, but he seems so adamant about going inside." "What if we did go inside? He might not remember anything," Rose said as the Doctor nodded then stood up and they walked back to Amy, Rory and David. "Right, let's see if we can't go take a little look around," the Doctor said as they walked closer and stood at the door. The man at the door looked at them when the Doctor took out the billfold with the psychic paper and held the billfold up, smiling at the man. "Hello, we're from the Theatrical Society. We need to check the stage for…" "Set structures and design. Can't have the sets falling down," David said with a grin and the Doctor looked at him with an impressed look on his face. The man held up a finger then went inside and David placed his hands behind his back, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. The man came back a few seconds later as he held the door open and they walked inside. Amy, Rose and Rory were impressed with the theatre as they walked toward the stage and the Doctor watched David walking to the stage and placed his hands on the stage. "Good old J.K.." "What?" the Doctor asked while he walked closer as David shook his head then turned around, looking at him. "I said this place is amazing," David said then walked away and the Doctor sighed, placed his hands in his pockets and walked after him. Saxon watched the fish swimming behind the glass of the large aquarium behind Lucy as the bubbles floated upward and Lucy studied the menu. The light from the aquarium cast shadows on her hair as he looked at her and she sweetly smiled at him. "So, what do you feeling like having?" she asked when Saxon slid his right shoe off then crossed his leg and took his sock off. He watched her eyes go wide as he walked his toes up her leg and she looked down, seeing his foot sliding under her skirt. They had been shown to a private section of the restaurant as he slid down on the seat and wiggled his toes on her inner thigh. "Harry, we can't." "Says who?" he asked as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down and she blushed. He wiggled his toes again as she giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. She watched him slide under the table when she gasped and felt him sliding her panty hose then her knickers down her legs. She grabbed hold of the table as he slid two fingers inside her and she arched her head back. "Oh, Harry," she softly sighed as he stroked the tender skin and she squeezed around his fingers. "Are you alright, Mrs. Saxon?" the waiter said then heard a loud thud and swearing and the water glasses on the table wiggled. The waiter backed up when Saxon appeared from under the table and stood face to face with him. "Oh, Sir, I am sorry!" "We're leaving!" Saxon said as he looked at Lucy and she nodded, standing up. No one said a word as Saxon and Lucy walked by, but one or two diners wondered why the Prime Minister's right foot was bare and why he had a pair of lace knickers hanging out of his jacket pocket.
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