Doctor Who Fan Fiction - A Choice in Time

Please Note: This is not an official story affiliated with Doctor Who, this is just a story I have written based on the characters as I enjoy the TV programme so much.
Hope you enjoy this piece of fan fiction.

Luke blearily opened his eyes. He was lying on a freshly made bed fully clothed and the sun streamed through a gap in the curtains. 
 

“What?” he groaned, rubbing his eyes and looking around. The room around him was well appointed with a country feel and Luke could hear the birds tweeting in the distance. The peaceful nature of his environment was calming but out of place.

“Where was...where am...?” Luke got to his feet weakly and stumbled over to the window. A vast field spread out before him and nearby sheep munched on lush grass while horses frolicked in their enclosure.

“Luke!” called a melodic voice “Are you ok sweetheart?” Luke looked down at his cornflower blue shirt which had his name and ‘Any Repairs!’ emblazoned underneath. He walked weakly to the door and put his hand on the doorknob but the door slid open revealing a beautiful lady with a benevolent smile. Glossy red hair spilled over her shoulders and her eyes were brown flecked with emerald green. She wore a tabard over her long dress.

“Luke darling” said the lady, moving forward to hug him.

“Marianne” said Luke softly “Oh sweet Marianne” he buried his face in her hair.

“Silly!” said Marianne, releasing him and putting her hand on his pale forehead “you don’t look well, are you feeling ok?” she tenderly brushed Luke’s floppy blonde hair from his eyes and her face was a mask of concern.

“No...no...I’m not feeling well. I was...somewhere...or maybe...no, I don’t know”

“You’re not well, I think you should go and see the doctor”

“Yes, I’ll go to the walk in clinic. I’m feeling a bit...peculiar” Marianne hugged him again and kissed him gently.

“Would you like me to come with you sweetheart?”

“No, no, I’ll be fine” said Luke, with a feeble attempt at a smile and he held Marianne’s soft hand before setting out down the stairs, automatically grabbing his coat on the way out as if he had done so all his life.

Luke closed the door to the country house and started out down the garden path, chickens pecking at the ground and geese calling out. Everything was so perfect, what he had always dreamed, it just seemed...too good to be true. He wandered through country lanes, passing ponds and churches knowing instinctively where the doctor’s surgery was even though he believed he had never been there. The doctor’s surgery was a small squat building with a tall shiny deep blue door and a large brass doorknob. Luke wandered towards the door, his head throbbing painfully and he entered the small building.

A pale wooden desk served as the reception and behind the desk a stunning girl sat, with chocolate hair and an impish grin.

“Aah, you’re Luke Major aren’t you?” said the girl standing up and warmly shaking his hand “we had a few false alarms there. Bunions, the common cold, an ingrown toenail – whoo! Not pleasant. Nevermind, you’re here now”

“How do you know my name?” said Luke “I’ve never met you”

“Aah, but I know you” said the girl “The Doctor will see you now” Luke stared baffled as the girl ushered him down a large corridor that seemed out of place considering the building had looked so tiny from the outside “End of the hall” and with that the girl was gone. Luke walked slowly down the corridor to the door at the end that simply read ‘Doctor’ and he knocked four times.

“Come in Luke” called a voice and Luke bravely pushed open the door. A man was sitting in a swivel chair that was turned away from the door and there were no windows in the office “sit down” Luke sat in the seat opposite the huge mahogany desk and the chair spun around revealing a tall thin man with old eyes and floppy hazelnut coloured hair. He smiled widely, leaned forward and said: 

“Hello! I’m the Doctor” and with a flourish he pulled something from his inside pocket and Luke remembered no more.

A face swam into view, the girl from the doctor’s reception, her large brown eyes flickered in and out of vision as Luke tried desperately to focus.

“What did you do to him?” she said worriedly.

“Oh don’t worry, I just knocked him out for a bit” that familiar voice, the doctor “He’ll be fine in a bit, well, maybe more than a bit. Lot to take in and all that” Luke could hear the strangest of noises swirling around in his head and as his sight returned he was in a vast room with lights, sounds and switches. The girl held his face in her hands.

“Are you feeling better Luke?”

“Who are you? What’s happening?” said Luke, pulling away from the girl and pulling himself to his feet using a rail above him.

“Clara” said the girl kindly “Don’t be afraid. Well, at some point you might be afraid but you probably don’t need to be. Probably”

“Oh you are a big help!” said Luke crossly, regaining some of his strength he looked around and saw the Doctor running around the room, hitting switches and spinning strange metal objects. He advanced towards Luke with a large smile and he embraced him as if he were an old friend.

“Ahhaha! Luke Major, an absolute pleasure to meet you sir!” the Doctor bowed “I have wanted to meet you for so long. Can’t believe I’ve left it this long to be honest but I have had other things on my mind. Daleks and Pandoricas; just the usual really but now, oh now I get the chance to meet you! One of the greatest human minds!” Luke looked bewildered and stared down at his shirt.

“I’m a repair man” he said looking down at his shirt again “I’m no philosopher or physicist. I live in a village with my wife. Marianne! Is she ok?”

The Doctor stared deeply into Luke’s eyes.

“She’s sort of ok. One version of her is anyway. I need you to tell me what you remember, something has happened to time that shouldn’t have and I need you to tell me what happened”

“I have no idea what you are talking about! I want to go now. I don’t know who you are or what you have done to me but I’m leaving right now!” Luke strode purposely towards the only door that he could see in the large room and he pulled it open forcefully. The village lay before him and he continued walking until Clara called his name whereupon he turned and saw not the doctor’s surgery but a blue police box in the middle of the field. He stood gobsmacked; he had been in a vast room, how...how was it possible? He walked tentatively towards the blue box, Clara holding out her hand, and he circled around the box, touching it carefully. It was just a police box, surely? Clara took his shaky hand and led him back inside the TARDIS.

“It’s bigger...how can it be bigger????”

“I’m not even going to say anything this time” said the Doctor to Clara as they shared the joke “Except I suppose I did, just then, and there, again”

Clara rubbed his arm comfortingly and said “Luke, you may want to sit down while we tell you what is happening” Luke nodded silently and allowed Clara to lead him to a nearby chair “Be gentle with him Doctor” she chided “I know what you’re like in social situations”

“Yes, could never get the hang of you humans. I mean, one heart, big design fault right there. Anyway, I need you to remember Luke. Time is changing, someone is going around changing time willy nilly – funny words willy nilly – and for once the whole time changing thing has nothing to do with me. Thing is, I’m a Timelord from the planet Gallifrey and time on your planet is changing. It’s not me, I’ve checked and double checked, definitely not me”

“I don’t understand” said Luke, rubbing his eyes “Did I get drunk last night? I feel awful”

“That’s the timestream split, it’s normal to feel a bit wonky, your whole life just changed and we need to know why and how. Very much how actually”

Luke sat back in the chair and closed his eyes, he could see equations, designs floating around his head, complex designs that he comprehended but only for a few seconds.

“Your life has been pivoted, based on one decision that you made, your whole life changed and something knew that. They want to keep you away from what you are, what you will become. Or will have become. It’s so difficult to speak in tense in situations like this” said the Doctor, still smiling but his was a wild, desperate smile.

“I was in a lab...” said Luke softly “...then a red room. There was a choice. I had to choose. I don’t remember, I don’t remember” the Doctor clasped Luke’s head and closed his eyes.

Suddenly Luke was in the red room he half remembered. He was alone except for a large screen with two enormous levers. He walked gingerly towards the screen, it was off and there appeared to be no button with which to switch it on. Not knowing quite what he was doing he placed his hand in the centre of the screen and it sprung to life, the face of a person with their features blurred and contorted that made him leap back in horror.

“Hello Luke” said a mechanical voice “Don’t be alarmed. We have chosen a face that will be familiar to you. Configuring now” the face on the screen swirled and shifted until Luke was staring into the eyes of his mother.

“Mum” he said softly, a tear running from his eye “Oh Mum, I miss you” he put his head in his hands and wept “My mother died years ago!” he yelled “Why would you do this?”

“You made a choice Luke” said the mechanical voice emanating from the mouth of his mother on the screen “you can make another if you wish. Continue your life as you are or choose again. When you are ready, blue lever for your current life, red lever for what you have always wanted. Choose” 

The screen was suddenly filled with a large field, a picnic spread out on a tartan blanket and a girl, with her back to the screen sat sipping champagne. Glossy red hair held up with a tortoiseshell clip with a few tendrils touching her soft pale face. She turned and smiled as Luke walked towards her, the room suddenly gone and fresh air and green grass in its place. He could smell the scent of lavender and the food laid out on the blanket. Luke sat down, feeling the grass beneath his fingers.

“I remember” he said gently “I remember what I did. Marianne, oh Marianne”

“Don’t leave me” she said, soft lips painted with raspberry “I know that this scholarship means so much to you and although I know it is the right decision for you, I just don’t want you to leave me. That’s so selfish, I know, but we have a whole life together, I don’t want to lose you”

He knelt in front of her, the vision of her face burned in his mind.

“I left you didn’t I? I know I did. I had to, I had to. Would you forgive me Marianne?”

“I don’t have to” said Marianne “You can choose to be with me. You know how” Luke pulled Marianne to her feet and into a tight embrace, he sobbed on her shoulder and stroked her body close to his.

“I can’t do it again!” he said forcefully “Marianne, I choose you” he kissed her with fervour and around him he felt everything melt until suddenly he was no longer kissing his lost love, he was back in the red room and he cried out as he pulled down the red lever. The landscape swirled beneath his feet and the mechanical voice laughed heartily, his mother’s face contorting and fading again.

“We feast!” was the last thing Luke heard before he woke upon a freshly made bed. Suddenly he was wrenched back to reality as the Doctor was thrown to the floor.

“Whoa!” he laughed “Really shouldn’t do that on a full stomach!” Luke looked at him completely confused.

“I chose. I chose a different life” he said “the red lever. I pulled the red lever”

“Yes, you did and by doing so you changed time, something is eating your original timeline, feasting on the energy of the redundant stream. We need to get you back to your life. You have no idea what you are about to become”

“What am I Doctor? What am I to become? Where’s Marianne? I chose her so why isn’t she here?” in remembrance of his own losses the Doctor stared at the console, trying not to meet Luke’s gaze.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” he replied, bowing his head “something is changing time and as much as I would like to leave you in this life, I can’t, I just can’t”

“Why me? I’m not important!”

“Oh, you have no idea Luke, how important you are. You are so important, everyone I meet is important, in various different ways but you Luke, oh you are so important. Do you remember your life?”

“I can see equations in my head, designs for objects that I understand briefly but it is fleeting”

“What if I were to tell you that you helped to take the human race beyond their own galaxy? That you came up with such magnificent machines and creations that humans were able to branch out beyond the stars? They’re everywhere you know; always needing rescuing mind you” Clara pulled a face at him “they are everywhere, living life, gloriously messy and complicated life! All because of you. You have a remarkable brain and with your exemplary education and experience, you could probably even fly this TARDIS”

“Time And Relative Dimension In Space” whispered Luke “Is that possible?

“Aah yes, some of my memories may have leaked through during my earlier shenanigans. Another good word that, shenanigans” Clara nudged him and the Doctor pulled at his coat and puffed out his chest “As I said, pleased to meet you”

Luke stood up, examining the various switches, knobs and keys on the TARDIS console. 

“I remember” he kept repeating.

“Remember your old life Luke, keep it in your mind as firm as possible”

“But my life, my old life if that’s what we are calling it, didn’t have Marianne in it”

“You made a decision, you went away to study then study some more then you were not just exceptional, you were fantastic!” the Doctor looked him square in the face “And now you have to reject the life you chose recently. Was there anything in that room with the screen?”

“How do you...?”

“I watched your memories, sorry about that. I did avert my eyes when all the...kissing... was going on though” he blushed and continued “was there anything in that room? Anything at all?” Luke searched his fractured memory; there was the red room, levers, the screen. The screen.

“There was a name at the bottom of the screen. I can’t quite...”

“Think Luke, think. Use that marvellous brain of yours” Luke returned to the room in his memory, he ran his fingers all round the screen looking for the switch and he saw a word, one word – Abolorious.

“Abolorious, it said Abolorious” the Doctor’s face fell, each feature on his face simultaneously twitched and he banged at the TARDIS console with his fist angrily.

“Of course! Of course!” he cried and tugged at his hair “Stupid Doctor, stupid!!! Oh, how did they get time travel though? They were such a primitive species when I last saw them!”

Clara rushed to the Doctor’s side.

“Who are they Doctor?” the Doctor looked at Clara and Luke and said conspiratorially:

“I shouldn’t tell you, but I must. Humans, they left their galaxy and they did good things, you have to hang on to that but for the Abolorians, humans were the ones who came along and burned their planet, used it as a base at first but then the population grew. There was a terrible accident, radiation spilled through the planet killing millions but those who were left waged war against the humans. It was an accident that sparked hundreds of years of war between the humans and the Abolorians until the humans were victorious, leaving just a few of the Abolorians to flee. They must have come back for vengeance”

“But how could they have time travel, I thought you were the only one with time travel under their belt” said Clara “we wiped them out?”

“You wiped each other out!” said the Doctor angrily “you were supposed to be humane, kind. And the humans were at first but the Abolorians did not take well to the new arrangement, sharing their planet and the radiation spill and all. Unsurprising really”

“Stop!!” yelled Luke “I can’t get my head around this. Humans on other planets, a time travelling machine and an alien at the helm with two hearts! How did I...?”

“Yes, memories melding again. The Abolorians are trying to stop humans from even leaving their own planet, so they will be safe, live again, humans will never leave the galaxy and they will be alive once again. You are at the very centre of that situation Luke. Oh yes of course, if you don’t invent it someone will but the Abolorians will be watching, watching history turn and time burn and they will continue to manipulate as long as possible until their species survives intact, they will feast on the redundant time stream to fuel their time travel. They have very little emotion about the situation; they just want their world back” the Doctor looked wistful for a moment then turned to the console “What did you see right before you ended up in that room Luke?”

“Erm...I was in a lab, a screen, a screen opened up right in front of me, the light was so bright. Then I was in the room”

“Luke, keep rejecting the reality that you chose the second time, mentally try to envisage your old life. Make them come after you, the time line isn’t yet healed”

“You want me to basically lead them to me, they’ll kill me!” said Luke alarmed.

“No, no they won’t. They need you. They need you to choose your second life; if you reject it then they have to come. Time will begin to repair and believe me, they will notice” 

Luke closed his eyes and remembered the equations, the experiments, oh Marianne...Marianne...

“Don’t drift off!” yelled the Doctor, tapping Luke’s head “Focus man, focus!” Luke concentrated on his life, the meetings, building machines. Suddenly the screen on the TARDIS lit up and again Luke could see the face of his mother.

“Noooo!!!!” he cried, burying his head in his hands.

Clara ran to face the screen and her eyes were wide and filled with tears “Mum?” she said sadly “Mum???”

The Doctor stood stock still, his eyes fixed on the screen. Amy, Amy Pond. She smiled before flickering back and forth then Rose, oh, dear Rose. The Doctor touched the screen, running his finger down the side of Rose’s face until she flickered once again – Donna, Martha, Leela, Ace, Sarah Jane...

The Doctor clamped his eyes shut and shook his head forcefully.

“Don’t look at the screen!! They are trying to manipulate you, don’t be taken in. Clara? Clara?!?!”

Clara stood alone in a red room; she cautiously turned around but saw nothing other than a large screen with two levers in front of it. Having not been party to Luke and the Doctor’s thought session, she had only limited knowledge of her options but she guessed that what was about to happen wouldn’t be good.

“Doctor!” she called in the empty room but there was no reply.

“Touch the screen” whispered a voice “Touch the screen” Clara looked incredulously around, the voice so mechanical and clipped. She stood proudly, legs akimbo in the centre of the room.

“Not on your life matey!” she retorted with a smile. There was silence for a moment before the voice began again.

“Very well, then we will do so by force” the voice was cold, unemotional. The screen behind her burst into life, her mother’s face twisting and turning before coming into focus. Clara stood; open mouthed with shock and the comfort of seeing her mother again was just too much. She ran towards the screen, careful not to touch the levers in front of it. 

Suddenly the picture on the screen was that of the Doctor, he grinned boyishly.

“Aah, there you are Clara! What have I told you about wandering off”

“You told me but I don’t really listen to anything you say” smiled Clara “Am I in like, mortal danger at the moment?”

“Oh, just a tad but remember, don’t touch anything and I need you to listen to that piece of friendly advice. I would usually tell you to run but...that’s not really an option where you are is it?”

“How did you find me? How are you using the screen to speak to me?” said Clara, nonplussed with her situation.

“That’s all you want to ask at a time like this? Oh, very well, that looovveely watch I got you for Christmas? There’s a feedback chip in it, can find you anywhere in space or indeed time”

“You’ve had me chipped!!!” said Clara in astonishment “Like a pet??? Ooh, Doctor, we’re so going to have words when I next see you!” she shook her fist at him and the Doctor grinned again, his eyes twinkling.

“I’m sure we will Clara dear but it will take me a minute to reach you. Hang on and touch nothing. Do you understand?”

“Yep, touch nothing” and with that the Doctor winked and the screen was filled with Clara’s mother once again.

“Who dares to interrupt our transmission!!” yelled the mechanical voice through Clara’s mum’s mouth. Suddenly Clara was forced to the floor by an unseen hand; she was then pulled to her feet roughly and pushed towards the screen, the invisible creature holding her hand aloft to touch the screen. She tried to resist, kicking and screaming and fighting but to no avail. Her hand was pressed to the screen and it sprung to life, whereupon she fell to the ground being released by the invisible being. Various moments of Clara’s life were played out on the screen in front of her; her jump into the Doctor’s timeline, each time she had saved the Doctor. The pictures on the screen erratically jumped, moving from one scene to another, trying to focus on one decision but it simply ground to a halt.

“You are Clara Oswald! The impossible girl! We...cannot....compute...” the mechanical voice faltered.

“Of course you can’t” yelled Clara “I’ve lived a thousand lives to save the Doctor and you know what? From the sounds of it, he is coming for you!” the room was filled with the thrumming sound of the TARDIS arriving. The door of the TARDIS sprung open and the Doctor jumped unceremoniously out of the doorway, followed by a frankly mentally battered Luke.

“Hello!” called the Doctor “Clara! Great to see you!” he flung his arms around Clara happily. Luke here has come to get his life back”

“Oh no Doctor” said the mechanical voice coldly “We want to show you something first. Touch the screen”

“And what makes you think I will do that? How about I show you something myself?”

The Doctor spun around and pointed his sonic screwdriver at the screen. Images of the Doctor’s many lives filled the screen. Over and over, a cacophony of images; losing Rose, burning Gallifrey, Donna losing her memory, Martha’s journey around the world for him.

“I have led so many lives, I have lost so much but I know that some things have to happen. I’m sorry for you and your planet, I’m so sorry but what happened was an accident. Unfortunately that accident is a fixed point, it must always happen. I’m sorry. I can’t stop the accident, but I can help you fix the aftermath. Who decided to wage war on the humans? And who am I talking to?”

“I...am...the essence of Abolorious. I am a doorway to the past, changer of the future. I can summon those who cause harm or a threat to the people of Abolorious. That man, Luke Major. He is all we want, to change his past to secure our future!”

“I can’t let you have him, I’m sorry but you can’t change history that is fixed. I can’t prevent the accident, that is always set to happen and I’m sorry about that but I can prevent the war. Almost as many Abolorians were killed in the war as were killed in the accident. Let me help you”

“You cannot help us Timelord! We have already set time in motion with Luke Major, he is accepting his new life” The Doctor turned to where Luke lay crumpled on the floor.

“Marianne” he murmured “Marianne” the Doctor leaned above him tapping his face gently.

“Luke, I know how it hurts to lose someone” he whispered into Luke’s ear “But I will make it right, I promise, please, you have to reject that life, you have to” Luke opened his blue eyes wide and the screen was filled with the picnic scene, he found himself walking over the grass again and sitting down beside Marianne. He held her hand in his, as real as if she were actually there. Tears flowed down his cheeks and he gazed into her beautiful eyes.

“I’m sorry Marianne” he said softly, closing his eyes “I love you” and with his eyes flew open and he pulled the blue lever in the red room. 

“Noooooo!!!!!” screamed the screen, visions of Luke’s mother, Marianne, Rose, Clara’s mum, Amy flashed up on the screen before it imploded, leaving a huge hole in the wall revealing the planet Abolorious beyond.

The Doctor, Clara and Luke climbed through the hole and a creature pulled itself from the wreckage of the room, gasping. The Doctor ran to the creature’s side, he scanned it with his sonic screwdriver but it was clear that the creature was dying. The invisible creature that had forced Clara to the screen was now visible. The creature had four arms and a large elongated face with wide circular eyes with no iris or pupil. The Doctor held the creature in his arms. 

“I can’t help you; you know that but let me help your people. Tell me who decided to start the war”

“Galagorious” groaned the creature “He felt it was the only option, he gathered forces, made them fight. He built the room and me to prowl around it, make people make the right choice. Humans are so emotional, take their biggest decision and show them. They will...do anything to make things right. Perhaps Doc-tor, you are more...human than...you think” the creature sighed and then grew limp while the Doctor gently stroked its face. The creature suddenly turned to dust before their eyes, leaving Clara and Luke stunned, he grabbed for Clara’s hand for comfort and she squeezed his hand back reassuringly.

“Do you see this sort of stuff all the time?” Clara looked far in to the distance.

“Yes, yes I do”

The Doctor got to his feet and stood looking at the pile of dust sadly. 

“I can help them. I WILL help them” he proclaimed “Come on chaps and...chappessess!” he said, leaping through the hole and back into the TARDIS followed by Clara and Luke and within moments they were flying through space and time. Clara and Luke clung on tightly to the bars around the console as the Doctor purposefully flicked switches and danced around the room. The sound of the TARDIS ceased and finally they had reached their destination. The Doctor ran to the door and threw over his shoulder “Don’t follow me” before running outside.

He found himself in a grand hall filled with a long wooden table surrounded by Abolorians who looked on with interest. In the distance, the sound of a shrieks and screams filled the air as the war raged on beyond the limits of the perimeter.

“Aah, there you all are!” He said jovially “Hello! I’m the Doctor! Hello!” he waved his hands around and bowed deeply “I am looking for Galagorious” The Abolorians looked at each other in puzzlement until one of the creatures got to his feet. He wore a long crimson robe and he strode over to where the Doctor was standing.

“What is the meaning of this?” stuttered Galagorious.

“You built a machine, a machine that eats time and forces humans to choose between love and loss. Of course they are going to choose love. Humans love deeply and truly. What you do is manipulate them”

“They destroyed our people! They are vermin! They came to this planet and destroyed us. Is that love Doctor! We are at war because of them! It is not progress!”

“Where is the machine that your people built? Because I need it, you need to see what will happen, you need to choose”

“We do not choose, the humans choose”

“Well, I’m afraid Mr Galagorious that you need to see your future...and perhaps a different past” the Doctor clasped one of Galagorious’ hands and pulled him down corridors and through wide halls, following his sonic screwdriver readouts, until they reached a golden door. The Doctor opened the door with his sonic screwdriver and pulled the complaining Abolorian inside. Pressing Galagorious’ hand to the screen, an image flickered into life and Galagorious stroked the face with affection. The Doctor respectfully left the room, Galagorious had the chance to change history, he could only hope that the right decision would be made.

The Doctor ran hurriedly back to the TARDIS where he switched on the scanner screen, watching Galagorious make his choice. One of Galagorious’ hands hovered over the two levers and he yanked down the red lever making the Doctor whoop with joy. 

“Oh Galagorious! You beauty!” he laughed, taking Clara and Luke by the hand and spinning them around the room happily. Suddenly Luke fell to the floor.

“What’s happening Doctor?” 

“Luke, it’s ok, you’re going back, back to your old life. Onwards to glory! Remember the good things that humans do. Always remember” Luke looked up at the Doctor sorrowfully.

“But Marianne?”

“It will be alright, I promise” Luke smiled a melancholy smile before he vanished slowly. Clara gazed at the space that was recently occupied by Luke.

“Will it be alright Doctor?” she begged “Really?” the Doctor smiled and said nothing. He twiddled knobs and flicked switches and then guided Clara to the door. 

The TARDIS had set down in the middle of a quiet street in the suburbs, leaves skittered along the floor in the wind, autumn was upon the residents of this town. Suddenly Luke came riding along on a bike and parked outside of one of the houses. The windows were ablaze with light and the door opened before Luke could reach the steps leading up to the house. A girl with long red hair held a baby in her arms and she smiled a smile of pure love at Luke as he scampered up the steps excitedly to greet his little family.

“She waited for him” said Clara simply “Did you do that? Did you tell her something?” again, the Doctor smiled and said nothing, returning to the TARDIS as Clara gazed up at the happy family scene before looking up at the stars.

“Oh you clever boy” smiled Clara and with that she climbed back into the TARDIS, not quite knowing where they would end up next.

The Doctor and Clara are copyright of the BBC and the TARDIS is trademarked by the BBC and the Daleks are copyright of Terry Nation. Bernice Summerfield and copyright Paul Cornell. These characters and items remain the property of the owners. The Abolorians are a figment of my imagination.