THE VICTORIOUS TIME LORD AND THE BATTLE OF 9 11

Chapter Eight

"There it is."

Mickey pointed to the strange brass sphere that was suspended in mid-air. Jack and Rory came up beside him and stared at it. They continued to stare at it for a few minutes before Jack looked at Mickey.

"Okay, what is it?" Jack said to him.

"Dunno, I thought you could tell me," Mickey said.

"Um…well…offhand I'd say it's a big brass ball, does that help?" Jack said.

He shrugged when Mickey gave him a dirty.

"What? I've never seen anything like it before and all I can say is it's a big brass ball. Sorry, I can't be more help."

"Well, apparently this thing's been here for some time and they can't get any readings on it," Mickey said.

"What'd ya mean, they can't get any readings?" Jack said.

"I mean, they can't measure it's weight, mass…anything, it doesn't seem to exist."

"Seems real enough to me," Rory said.

"Yeah, it's right here; we can all see it, so why can't they get any readings on it?" Jack said.

"Dunno, but they've been trying ever since I've been here."

"And why are you here, Mickey?" Jack said. "I never thought of you as a superspy. In fact, I remember when we were fighting the Slitheen that you seemed a bit inept."

"I got a bit more training since then," Mickey said.

"Where?" Jack said.

"Parallel universe. I've been hunting down Cybermen with Jake."

"Huh? What parallel universe?" Jack said.

"It's a long story, alright? Just trust me; I know what I'm doing."

"Oh great, our lives are in the hands of Mickey Mouse," Jack said to Rory.

Meanwhile back in the TARDIS, Nine and Eleven were still figuring out a way to escape. Eleven noticed that the sedative in Amy's drip had run out and he hoped she would wake up soon and find a way to free them before Ten did something to irreparably change the time lines.

"There's got to be a way to get through to the TARDIS," Eleven said, looking up. "Come on, Old Girl, we know you're under your Doctor's control but you need to fight it. The Doctor's about to muck with time and we need to stop him before he does something we'll all regret."

They heard a faint grunt and Eleven looked at Nine.

"She's heard me," he said to him.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean she'll be able to counteract his programming," Nine said.

"Do you have to be so pessimistic?" Eleven said.

"Just being realistic, sorry if that bothers you," Nine replied.

"Oi!" Eleven said, pointing to the force field.

They saw it thin out for a few seconds before it came back full strength.

"Come on, Old Girl, fight!" Eleven said.

Nine came up beside him and joined Eleven in urging the TARDIS to fight her programming. Then for a few seconds, the force field went away. Eleven sprinted out but before Nine could, the force field was back. Nine let out a curse.

"Come on, TARDIS, do that again," Nine said to the ship.

While Eleven waited to see if she would succeed, he checked Amy. She was still sedated but her vital signs were stable. He lightly slapped her cheeks but she didn't respond.

"Come on, Pond, you have to wake up, I can't carry you," he said, running over to the side of the med bay. He started rifling through the drawers until he found what he needed. He glanced at Nine and noticed that the TARDIS was thinning out the force field but not enough for Nine to get by. It would only last a few seconds each time and then would go back to full strength.

"I think you'll have to go and find out what he did to her," Nine said to his counterpart. "I think the one time she succeeded exhausted her, she's not able to do it again."

"I will. Just let me inject this into Amy's vein," Eleven said, readying a syringe and filling it with a red liquid. "This will counteract the sedative and wake her up."

He injected the antidote into the tubing and watched while it ran into her vein. He checked her again before he told Nine he was going to figure out what was wrong with the TARDIS. Nine sighed angrily and crossed his arms when he ran out the door.

"So…what do we do?" Rory said as they stared at the sphere. "We're here to stop the Doctor, not deal with this thing."

"Yes, but if this "thing" is something evil and harmful to the human race, we have to stop it as well," Jack said. "But…first things first, we have to stop the Doctor since the Doctor could get ahold of this thing, figure out what it is and use it."

"Use it for what?" Mickey said.

"There's something wrong with the Doctor," Rory said. "He's hellbent on rescuing Rose and changing the time lines to save her."

"Rescuing Rose? Why? Is she in trouble?" Mickey said.

Rory was about to answer when the door slid open and a young Indian man stepped into the room. He stopped short and took one look at Jack and Rory.

"Samuel, who are they?" he said, walking towards Mickey.

Jack looked at Rory, mouthed "Samuel?" and quickly looked back at the Indian man when he came up to him and studied him. Jack smiled his most charming smile, thinking he was cute and perhaps he could convince this man to go on a date.

"Arthur Smith," Jack said, extending his hand. "This is Cecil Bridges. Nice to meet you, Mister…"

"May I see your identification?" the man said.

Jack glanced at Rory and they grabbed their ID tags and showed them to him.

"You're not personnel, how did you get in here?" he said.

"We're visiting," Rory said. "We were asked to come by Torchwood to examine this thing."

Jack looked over his shoulder at him and gave him a pleased smile when Rory pointed to the sphere.

"No worries, Rajesh, they're with me, I can vouch for them," Mickey said.

"I don't know about this, Samuel, I may have to call Yvonne and…"

"Rajesh," Jack said, putting his arm around him and giving him his winning smile. "Come on, no need to disturb Yvonne. We're all friends here, right?"

Jack smiled at him and patted his shoulder. Rajesh glanced at him and looked at Rory who gave him another huge grin. He looked back at Jack and found himself smiling at him.

"Yes, you're right; she's busy with other things. If you're with Samuel, I'm sure Yvonne has cleared you," he said.

"That's what I like to hear," Jack said. "By the way, are you single?"

Rory rolled his eyes when Rajesh blushed.

"Um…yes, yes, I am," he said.

"Buy you a drink after work? My treat."

"Um…I work late," Rajesh said.

"I can wait," Jack said.

He grunted when Rory punched him in the back and cleared his throat.

"Then again, perhaps we can get a drink some other time," Jack said. "In the meantime, we'll…take some measurements on this thing and see if we can get any readings."

"Good luck with that," Rajesh said with a snort.

"Gee, thanks, killjoy," Jack hissed at Rory as all of them walked over to the console on the right side of the room.

"We're here to stop the Doctor, not chat up people and buy them drinks," Rory hissed back.

"We can do both," Jack said.

"Ssssh!"

Rory and Jack looked at Mickey. His hand from in front of his chest and he was very subtly pointing off to the right. Jack looked and his eyes bulged and he and Mickey quickly looked at the console. Rory gave them a puzzled look and watched while a beautiful blonde haired woman stepped into the room.

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