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Bad Wolf Bay. Again.

Chapter 3

"But why, why pull the living soul from a TARDIS and pop it in a tiny human head? What does it want?" He'd gotten over the fact that she was, in fact, the TARDIS and was trying to come up with a motivation. A TARDIS without it's matrix was nothing, it had power but it couldn't fly. Not unless she was in it. "It doesn't want me." She replied, so it wasn't about the matrix. Then what was it about? And how did she come up with this? "How do you know?" This was so peculiar, talking to her. "House seeks the TARDIS," "House what? What do you mean?" What was she on about? "I don't know, something I heard you say." He hadn't said that. "When?" He'd never said that.

"In the future." Of course. She was his TARDIS, after all. "House seeks the TARDIS?" "Oh, there you go. What are fish fingers?" This was so confusing. She heard him said it, because he heard her say it. And the fish fingers? Did he say that too? "When do I say that?" "Any second," she replied.

Suddenly, it made sense. Why House needed the her. And now he was hungry for fish fingers. "Of course, House feeds on rift energy and TARDIS's are bursting with it. And not raw, lovely and cooked processed food. Mmm, fish fingers," "Do fish have fingers?" Still, how did House eat a TARDIS. "Wha.. You.. Wha.. You can't eat a TARDIS, it would destroy you unless... unless!" "Unless you deleted the TARDIS matrix first," she finished his sentence. "Hehe, so it deleted you." House couldn't do that. A matrix and it's TARDIS couldn't just be split. "But House just can't delete a TARDIS consciousness, that would blow a hole in the universe. So pulls that matrix, sticks it into a living receptacle and then it feeds of the remaining artron energy. Oh, you are about to say all that! I don't suppose you have to now.." No, he didn't. But she was right, nevertheless.

None of it mattered anyway, Rose was safe and sound so he could die in peace. All there was left was waiting for House. However, before he left, there was one more thing he wanted to know. "Do you have a name?" "700 years, finally, he asks." He'd always wondered whether or not the TARDIS had a name, and if so, what it was. "So what do I call you?", he pressed on. "I think you call me... Sexy." She seemed very proud of herself, though she probably couldn't even grasp the full meaning of the word. "Only when we're alone!", he answered, his voice hushed. "We are alone." Yes, of course they were. It just felt strange, talking to his girl like almost felt like cheating, as if the one-sided conversations they had were something no-one should know, not even the embodiment of the TARDIS. Still, what did it matter now? "Well, hello then, Sexy." While pondering on what to do with her, he was waiting out his time. At least, he was, until she stood up and started shrieking. He was by her side in no time.

"What is it? What's wrong?!", he asked, shaking her by her shoulders. "She... Her.. The.." She couldn't quite get round her words, which was to be expected; she looked like she was in terrible pain. Then suddenly, she relaxed and looked right at him. "You still miss her, thief. And the girl with time in her eyes." What? That had to mean Rose! "You think she's better off without you, but she needs you more than ever." This was impossible. Just as he'd decided to leave, she needed him. And, of course, he had to oblige. There was no way he could leave her alone if there was even the smallest thing he could do. "What?! Where, how can I help her? She's in another universe, how can I get there?!"

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