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Bad Wolf Bay. Again.

Chapter 2

"How did you know about the boxes? You said they'd make me angry, how did you know?" He wasn't going to waste anytime, who knew how much he had left. "Ah, it's my thief" Again with the thief, he hadn't stolen anything from her, had he? Or from House? "It's about time"

"I don't understand! Who are you?" he asked her, agitated that this woman had taken his last kiss. "Do you really not know me? Just because they put me in here?" Of course he didn't know her, what difference did it make whether she was in a cage or not? He'd never even been out here, so he couldn't know her anyway. And there was probably an explanation for her being locked up as well. Auntie had said she was dangerous, and after she tried to bite he had to agree. "They said you were dangerous." He couldn't think of another reason why she would be on the other side of the bars. "Not the cage, stupid" He didn't like being called stupid, he was always the clever one. "In here" She pointed to her head, he didn't quite understand. "They put me in here" She put her hands of the bars, looking at him like she expected him to understand. Which he didn't, which was frustrating. Was she the entity of House, stuck in a woman's body? No, that was impossible. Well, probably not. But still, it didn't make sense. "I'm the... Oh, what do you call me?" Okay, maybe she was insane after all. "We travel, I go.." And there it was. The sound he thought he had heard for the last time, coming from her lips. "The TARDIS?" This was unbelievable. "Time And Relative Dimension In Space, yes that's it! Ah, names are funny!" This couldn't be happening, he'd heard about House taking down the matrix, but he'd programmed his girl to get back to Earth, she was supposed to crash in a garden in Scotland somewhere, without him in it. "It's me, I'm the TARDIS", "No, you're not! You're a bitey mad lady, the TARDIS is up and downy stuff in a big blue box!" This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening, he had planned his death so carefully. And here was this woman, ruining everything. Getting him interested again, trying to solve the mystery.

"Yes that's me, a type 40 TARDIS. I was already a museum piece when you were young. And the first time you touched my console, you said-" This couldn't be happening. He remember that day as if it was yesterday, the first time he touched her. The first time they'd travel together, all those years. How could she know? She was gorgeous, all those years ago. She still was, of course. Nevertheless, it'd never quite was like that first time. "I said you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever known", he said, interrupting her.

"Then you stole me. And I stole you!" This made him remember stuff, things he'd put away. Why he'd taken the TARDIS, how he planned on returning it. He never got the chance. "I borrowed you", "Borrowing implies the eventual intention to return the thing that was taken. What makes you think I would ever give you back?" This was his girl. It was impossible, but when the improbable was ruled out this must be the truth. He'd learned that from a friend of his, however he never believed it would get this far. His TARDIS, right in front of him. In the body of a woman. He was still having trouble with processing it all. "You're the TARDIS." "Yes," she replied. "My TARDIS?!" "My Doctor!" It was true, he was her Doctor, her thief. She was the only one who'd been with him this entire time.

"Oh! We have now reached the point in the conversation where you open the lock," without even thinking about it, he sonicked the door, which opened immediately. She walked up to him, inspecting him. And he inspected her. "Are all people like this?" He wasn't really paying attention, his mind was still stumbling over the fact that his girl stood in front of him. "Like what?", "So much bigger on the inside. I'm... Oh, what is that word? It's so big, so complicated. And so sad.."

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