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Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 102 DOCTOR WHO….theme continuous behind this, all versions of theme as …faces flying out of the vortex…. Archie Bunker… Doctor: “I was him once.” Jesse: “WHAT?” “It was all messed up. I watching an old rerun on my scanner. ALL IN THE FAMILY…before you were born, you’ve probably never even heard of it.” “I’ve heard of it. I HAVE seen black and white shows, you know!” “It wasn’t in black and white! Anyway I was in my 8th body, I think and…oh is this important to you?” Jesse smiled, “Everything’s important!” “Good boy! You’re learning.” “To be as annoying as you!?” From out of the vortex the smiling face of Jon Lee from S CLUB 7… Jesse: “Cor! Is that you?” “Yup!” “Love the hair,” Jeremy chimed in. “I think I used to be…I think next is…bloody hell, I think I used to be a fat old bearded guy…” Jesse: “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Leo McKern’s face rushes out of the vortex, serious and mean looking… Jesse balking: “I can’t have sex with that!” Jeremy, adjusting, “I don’t think he can with us.” “No seriously…” “Go on, take one for the team,” Jeremy jokes. The face of John Inman from ARE YOU BEING SERVED rushes out of the vortex, and winks at them… Jeremy: (GULP)! Jesse: “Well, at least he’s back to being on our team if you know what I mean.” Doctor: “I don’t!” Jeremy: “It means he’s gay!” Doctor: “I wasn’t then…” Jeremy, admonishing, teaching, “Doctor….” “Oh. Oh you mean….oh. Guess denial…” The face of David Chokachi… Jesse: “OH MY GOD!!!” Jeremy: “Much, much better…” A few others zoom by. Then…the face of David Hasselhoff The theme song screeches to a halt as if someone just stopped an old fashioned record the wrong way, scratching the needle on the circular record… Jesse: “WHAT. THE. HELL.?” Doctor: “Just a 1990’s joke, that’s all.” The theme starts up again and sounds like the TV MOVIE Version at the start of the movie. Rowan Atkinson, Jim Broadbent, Hugh Grant, Richard E Grant, Joanna Lumley. Jesse, Jeremy, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO A GURL!!!!!!!!!!!!!” End of theme into title DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 102 This scene is set to ALL THE STRANGE STRANGE CREATURES from soundtrack 2 season 3 promo music… A purple haze came over the sky but a yellow-orange hue spread across it like an octopus trying to find prey. Red, green, and blue also glew over the sky but nothing as prominent as the purple…lights bouncing from four moons as the hover craft flew low to the ground. Inside, Jeremy rested his head on Jesse’s shoulder for a change. Jesse was counting, “one….two…three…” while the Doctor drove, almost pretending not to hear Jesse’s counting. He had on this smug look of someone who was proud but also patronizing. Someone who knew the info that the other didn’t. Jesse puffed and put his head on the Doctor’s muscled shoulder as he counted again, “four…one…there weren’t this many moons before, were there?” “No,” the Doctor smiled, “Very observant.” “Very patronizing,” Jesse smiled and put his hand on the Doctor’s chin for a few seconds. He kissed the Doctor’s cheek. “Doctor, your…cheek …you…” he took his head off the shoulder and felt the chin. The Doctor didn’t flinch. “Your chin…you…you have stubble…” “Yes, glad you noticed that, too.” “What does it mean?” “It means I’m probably going to degenerate again,” the Doctor said, stoically. He swallowed, “Unfortunately…” “Wha? Is…this incarnation wasn’t much for stubble?” “No. Didn’t find that in the TARDIS files, did you?” The Doctor laughed, keeping his view straight ahead. Then, for a moment, he turned to look into Jesse’s eyes. Jesse was in the middle. One moon was large in the sky, craters and all and it looked purple, reflecting light. Another was in between it and the planet. Two others hung like twin signs to either side of the largest one, one behind, one in front. Putting his left hand down the Doctor’s denim shorts and making a fist around the Doctor’s penis, Jesse was about to say something when suddenly… The hovercraft tilted backward but kept moving forward! Jesse gasped and removed his hand, which was already covered in pre cum! “What?” “Something us from underneath?” Jeremy gasped as he woke up. “The time shifts, it’s the time shifts!” The Doctor gasped, “Hold on!” It was full on day. Seven suns were in the sky as the ground seemed to rise up at the bottom of the hover craft. Ahead, the Doctor saw through the clear view shield, the landscape change. Where there was flat desert, now huge jagged rocks jutted up from the ground, crisscrossing. “WATCH OUT!” Jesse shielded his face with is arms as the Doctor flew sideways between the jagged crisscross. As he smiled, turning to look at them both, Jeremy gasped, “LOOK OUT!” A rock wall, the top of a mountain, rose out of the ground super fast. It was up between the crisscross opening and blocking them! The Doctor took the wheel and turned it and jammed backward on the wheel at the same time. The hover craft rose up, nose first, the trio were planted against their seats, their heads hitting the headrest cushions. The Doctor drove the hover craft up the side of the mountain and then had to turn sharply toward the flat rock as huge trees jutted from the right. He turned directly at the left, heading straight for the rock wall, which it now was. The rock wall vanished to be replaced by a huge falling asteroid. The two boys screamed as the asteroid seemed headed for destruction and then the landscape changed again and the hovercraft moved along a new stretch of land that seemed destined to attack them as it changed. “Millions of years of changes in just seconds! I’m not sure even Gallifrey can stand this!” “Not sure I can!” Jesse yelled. It was full approximate noon day time. It was morning and the sun was rising. Four suns. Glinting sunshine washing away the dark purple night sky; then it was full dusk, the retreating light giving way to the five moons that rose, one already there in the orange sky. It was dusk, it was dawn, it was noon, it was all the times in between. But sunshine won out and that was the predominant effect as the Doctor jig jagged the hovercraft out of one danger, only into another. Large smoking crater ahead. Turn left. Solid metal tank firing on one side. Turn right. Alien army ready to blast huge cannons. Tilt down…into a pit of unspeakable monsters with little form but much teeth, fangs, and gelatinous bodies with spikes and red see through skins. Tilt up and there’s a black hole descending, a god in the center with a strange mask on, screaming at them…raging in a sky of fire… Jesse and Jeremy knew of the Doctor’s driving from past exploits and from the TARDIS data file they had pursued so long ago. They had put their seat belts on. The Doctor hadn’t. The hovercraft ride was now like some roller coaster ride in an amusement park. It rose and dipped, went over huge trees and low valleys, narrowly missed giant stone gargoyles and metallic building sides, sharply made them shift from side to side. There was even a Stonehenge like circle that they had to fly in between and out of again and overhead caves that simply vanished as the hover craft moved upward at the cave top. “You’re driving?” “I can sense the time changes as they happen!” The Doctor yelled, “But I don’t know…how long I can keep this up!” Jesse looked at the denim shorts, “I’ll keep it up for you!” “Not that!” The Doctor yelled, “They’re happening so fast…I can’t…” Zipping in and out like some JIMMY NEUTRON 3D RIDE, the hovercraft missed giant snakes coming out of an ocean, a huge tidal wave rising over 900 feet above the car and the horizon, a blasting atomic war, Sontaran spaceships firing blasts from above at the car, and other horrible things presenting themselves in seconds. Each thing appearing as if it were always there and always would be but that, of course, was insane. Times vanished and appeared like shifting sands in an hourglass. And the car shifting, zipping, shaking, and doing back flips to avoid obstructions. “Loop de Looo! Whoo!” The Doctor yelled as he flew in a complete circle upward and was upside down at one point, friction and momentum keeping him in his seat. “Citadel!” The Doctor yelled as the Citadel loomed up at them in all it’s orange-tower glory, huge force fields which electrify and dissipate flying creatures’ atoms. The Doctor flew up in a loop and circled upward but a gigantic bat, the wingspan of the Empire State Building blocked him from that way. He kept the car in the loop de loo and yelled, “Geronimo!” The boys didn’t like the sound of that and closed their eyes. The car flopped down but spun out of its loop to face a huge volcano that spurted lava into the air. Jeremy opened his eyes and thought he caught sight of a woman trying to pick up a baby, both in the path of the lava flow. He saw them covered and couldn’t do anything about it. “DOCTOR!” The car flew right into the mouth of a huge T-Rex like snout and the monster just vanished around them. “I think we’re going to be all right!” The Doctor snapped, his serious face at the driving, lost on the boys. As soon as he said that, the land rose up, fully, the entire ground shifted into the hover craft and the craft buckled. The car just sort of…well, de-aged around them. The body of the hovercraft was not yet build and the seat belts vanished. The car was just a frame now. The Doctor, Jeremy, and Jesse all yelled and fell to the ground. “Get up, quick!” The Doctor snapped and grabbed Jesse’s left arm and pulled him up. Jeremy was next to him. The Doctor started to run ahead and was between Jesse and Jeremy but they were both slightly behind him and closer to each other now. Jeremy was on one side, Jesse on the other. “I just gave you the ride of your lives.” “No, that…” Jesse looked at the Doctor’s back, “…was a few weeks ago…ride, you know, me on top and…” Jeremy asked, “How can we survive this without the…” The land seemed to split. The ground Jeremy was on just cracked and tipped upward toward the right. It was like he was standing on a giant spring board and Saviad cookie, those vanilla colored elongated fish shaped deserts. As it moved up like a trap door, he was flung up through the air and sparkling lights of all colors tinged around him. It reminded him of the time vortex. Simultaneously, Jesse who standing next to him, was flung in the opposite direction by a strange piece of land that did the same thing, same cut and all. The Doctor looked and thought it was all very planned, “Who’s doing this? Is it you, so unlikely called the Master?” He ran but as he did, he felt and saw that the time changes were different, slowing down. The landscapes were changing but slowly and then they stopped changing at all. He found himself on a cracked mud desert. “Go on, stabilize it, I guess you don’t want us together! I will find them!” He looked down at himself. “Oh my gosh, I look like John bleedin Thaw. I don’t want to find them now. Not in this body! For Pete’s sake, land sakes alive! They can’t see me like this…” The Doctor calmed down as the land did. He realized he had to find them. Jesse found himself in a dark land. It looked like the same desert but it was almost night. Orange streaks filled the sky with purple, red, and even green. Many moons hung in the sky. He shook himself off of sand and dirt and looked around. His clothes were torn and ripped and if either of his lovers saw him now they’d say ripped and torn in the right places. Jesse knew that he was separated from the Doctor and Jeremy and that there was no one to complain to, no one to talk to. He knew he had to find some kind of cover before morning. He looked ahead and saw a strange triangular shape, also orange. It almost melded into the sand and the skyline. Although it was approaching night and it was getting cooler, it wasn’t that cold yet. The lingering sun heat made its presence known to him. Large lightning bolts filled the sky. “Not good.” He gasped as a lightning bolt hit a rock behind him and sent him running. He ran as a bolt hit a cracked cactus near him. It split the cactus and tore it to pieces. Jesse dove as a bolt crashed to his right. He rolled and came up as a bolt hit a large boulder in front of him. He ran for the tent. He moved to the tent and looked inside. A woman was on her back on a series of rugs. Her legs were spread. “Oh, excuse me…” bursa escort bayan He moved to go outside. “No! Help me, please! I need help. I am of child.” “Oh, I uh, see that,” he turned his gaze away, “I’ll get someone…” “There’s no one else around. I need you, now.” Jesse looked in and forced himself to look at her face, her eyes, not below, which was difficult as her child’s head was coming out from between her legs. “You’re all alone here?” He rushed past the offending sight and moved to her side, the pile of rugs. “I know what do to,” she said, “I’ll tell you.” “You’ve had many, then?” “This is my first.” Jesse gulped, “Me, too.” He looked at her. “You have to go…” she nodded her head toward her legs. “I…I promise I won’t pass out,” he said. “Where did you come from?” Jesse positioned himself at the foot of the woman’s legs. “It’s a long story. And you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” He ripped a piece of the rug at the bottom and shook it free from the main one but was sure it was not the very bottom of the pile. He wanted it clean. “uhm…” She started gasping and huffing. “I’m all right. I’ve experienced pain before…” Jesse gulped, and held the towel out, “Well, you’re very brave…uhm, push!” He wanted to faint but he wouldn’t. “You are very brave, also,” the woman said. She had blue eyes, long brown hair, and a sturdy build for an older woman. Jesse thought maybe she was in her mid to late 40s. “That could be dangerous for someone of your age.” “My age?” He hadn’t realized he said that out loud. “Ohhh, uhm,” he held the towel to the baby’s head and swallowed, “I mean your time,” he lied, “you time zone, your year…do you know what that is?” “I have heard the terms before but unfortunately I do not know what my time is currently, only that I am on Gallifrey.” “Well, at least I know the planet’s name,” Jesse said, “Same one, maybe different time?” As the woman pushed and grunted, Jesse gasped, “Do you have a knife?” “Do I have a knife?” The woman nodded toward the fire behind Jesse and to the left. He reached for it and brought it over to a pan near him. “My husband should be back. He had to draw them off.” “Them? Who them?” The woman yelled as the baby came… “PUSH!” “What’s your name by the way?” “Leela!!!!” “Jesse!” Jeremy found himself in a series of corridors. He quickly realized it was some kind of hospital. He found a closet and opened it. There weren’t many people around. He put on what looked like an orderly’s outfit, all light blue, just like the corridors, the walls, the doors a darker shade. The floor was sterile white. He moved down toward a larger open area and more people passed his way. He assumed they were doctors and nurses. None of them looked like patients. He decided to go another way and as he moved down a corridor, a female voice caught his attention. That didn’t happen every day. “Please, come in here! I need your help! Someone help me!” Jeremy saw the doors that the call came from. He looked up and saw two computers above the door, symbols of computers. They were crossed. The woman was on a medical bed. Jeremy peeked into a room and saw the woman, her feet spread apart by stirrups. Like when a woman is being examined…down there. “Ohhhh,” Jeremy shielded himself from the sight. “What’s wrong?” “You’re not a doctor, are you?” “Do I look like a doctor, I’m fairly young.” “That means nothing in your culture. You could look 12 and be a million years old.” “Are you Gallfrean?” Jeremy moved over to the woman. She was blond and pretty and in her 20s. “I’m not but…” she looked down, “Please, hurry. They’ve taken my husband and he won’t tell them anything but they’ll come back for…my child. My son…” “Ahh, so even on this planet, you wanna ruin the surprise…” “Please, he had to be delivered, now.” Jeremy gasped, “But what do I do? I …I’ve never done this before…” “Easy,” she gasped and panted now, “Let me do the pushing and you just take him out…the machines aren’t going to do the rest for me. Natural childbirth for me…even if he is a …” she gasped a loud one. There were shelves everywhere and machinery and equipment. Gathering up a towel bag that the woman nodded to, Jeremy positioned himself. “PUSH!!!” “Not so loud. They’ll know someone is in here,” she gasped. “What? They left a pregnant woman alone just to interrogate her husband?” “Yes. You see he’s the first half kind that they know of.” “Half kind? You’re human, aren’t you? From Earth. Me, too,” he said happily, “It’s been a while since I’ve been on Earth, the real Earth. What’s your name?” “Gates. Penelope Gates. I’ve no time. Yes, I’m from Earth and my husband is…” She has another burning sensation. “Gallifrean and the baby is like half Gallfrean and …oh no.” Jeremy hesitated. “I can’t… I…” He went white. “You have to. And then when he’s born, you have to get him out of this room. You have to give him to a monk, named K’anpo Rimpoche, waiting at the exit marked seven, first floor.” She gasped the rest, “Seven’s his lucky number!!! ” Jeremy smiled. Split screen: Jesse: “PUSH!” Jeremy: “PUSH!” Penny pushed. Leela pushed. Penny yelled. Leela yelled. Jesse had the head. Jeremy had the head. As Jeremy caught the baby at it came out so did Jesse. As Jesse cut the umbilical cord, so did Jeremy. The baby cried. The baby cried. A man ran into the tent. Jesse had the baby in the towel. Five men in red uniforms ran into the hospital room. Jeremy turned and had the baby in the towel bag. “Get him out of here, now!” Penny yelled. “You’re not doctors!” Jeremy snapped. He held the baby close to him. “You’re her husband?” Jesse asked. “Yes,” he said and took the baby, “Thank you. But…but who are you?” About ten helpers, aliens, tall, almost primitive looking came in. Jesse noticed they looked mostly female but it was difficult to tell. He had seen files on aliens in the TARDIS databanks and thought these looked curiously like Exillons and Uxarieans, some mixtures of both species. Green skin. These wore loin cloths but their skin was so rough, Jesse wished they wore more clothing. Caringly, these aliens ran to Leela, who had recovered. The tall aliens, some with three fingers, began applying damp towels to her forehead and chest. Others were doing things Jesse didn’t know about. “I don’t know how to answer that one, there was this Time…” Jesse realized that once again he could be in the past. The past of Gallifrey, so he chose his words carefully, “Person. Time Person. He…and his lover are my…just call me the other one, okay?” Jesse put his hands up, “And I really have to go. I have to find the Citadel…” “Citadel?” the man said, “I have heard of no such place.” Leela smiled as her baby was given to her, “It does not matter. This one saved my baby’s life. I shall name my baby after him. Other. The Other.” Jesse smiled, “I really have to go now…” he whispered and ducked back out of the tent. He saw more aliens, holding what looked like long sticks. “You have long rods, how nice?” He fingered one but the alien moved it slightly away. The lightning bolts were being driven to the top of the sticks like lighting rods. Jesse looked back as the husband came out and looked at him. “You really should wait.” “Can I borrow one of those?” He asked. The man nodded to an alien and the alien gave it to Jesse. “Thanks.” “But I must insist on your safety…” “Don’t know the meaning of the word…” Jesse turned and ran. Lightning seemed to chase him but this time it was hitting the top of his lightning rod. “We’ll care for the baby now.” One went to reach for the baby. “I don’t believe you,” Jeremy said and turned the baby away from the man. All five raised staser guns. The man closest to Jeremy nodded, “And they’re set on kill.” “With the baby in the room? How violent can you folk get? And you’re like Time Lord…uhm, I mean Citadel guards?” “And you are an alien. Who knows about us?” “You can’t point guns around a baby…” As he just about finished this sentence, Jeremy jumped up, holding the baby, kicking out with both feet. He caught the guard with both feet and smashed him backward into two others who waved their guns and all three fell backward. Jeremy landed with swiftness as the other two men in red uniforms moved past them, blocked by the falling trio. This gave Jeremy time to reach up with his right hand, as he held the baby in his left arm and swing an overhanging medical machine at them, some kind of light machine. It swung at one’s head and although his Time Lord Guard Helmet saved him, it gave him a whack hard enough to knock him against the wall. Jeremy saw the last one recovering to aim his gun and so he slammed his hand against a tray that half hung over a countertop, “I hate guns!” The tray’s contents went flying and the scalpel that was on the tray hit the man in the neck. It didn’t penetrate deep but it gave him enough of a pain that he backed off, dropped his gun, and yelled. Not to mention that the other contents hit the man, including the cut off cord and the placenta, which splashed all over his face and as he screamed, went into his mouth. The other four started to gain their footing but blocked the exit as they did. They would have had more time but some of the contents of the tray also hit them including a screwdriver device. Jeremy fiddled with a machine. “What are you doing?” Penny yelled, “Get him out!!!” “I AM trying!” Jeremy yelled. He handed the baby to her. “They’re blocking the exit!” “What are you going to do!!?” “Trust me!” Jeremy gasped and turned the machine at the four men. The device was a resuscitator. Yelling, Jeremy hit both sides of the men as they leveled their guns at him and he had the machine turned on to full. The four men were electrocuted instantly and fell. Jeremy ran to the machine and shut it down and grabbed the baby. “How’d you do that? How’d you know?” “Maybe I am a doctor.” He kissed the woman’s forehead and ran out. Penny smiled, “He’s safe. I’ll name him after you,” she called after Jeremy, who was long gone. “Doctor…” The exit was a round circle, marked Seven. Jeremy ran to it. He looked around, and smiled at the baby, “Here it is. But how do I open it? I mean do I just wait here and wait for those terrible men in red to come and get me or…” the circle started to turn. It opened and beyond it, seemingly not having touched it was a young man, slender, tall, shiny but friendly eyes. “K?” “I am K’anpo Rimpoche.” He nodded respectfully and Jeremy understood that this meant for him to give him the baby. Jeremy handed him the baby. “Love the name. Love the baby.” “We’ll take good care of him. For you to get out of the hospital, I have taken care of the cameras, young man.” K’anpo sounded mostly Asian. Jeremy would have thought he was from Earth. “Wa-wa-wa…wait,” Jeremy grasped at and pulled the man’s robe. “Oh, sorry…” He pulled it in the wrong place. Well, it was so wrong for him. So long for K’anpo. “Can you tell me how to get to the citadel?” “My boy,” K’anpo’s Asian eyes vanished beneath his eye slits as he procured an amused glance, wincing in merriment, “This hospital…my boy…you’re already in the Citadel…” “What?” Jeremy looked around and looked wide eyed… END OF ALL THE STRANGE STRANGE CREATURES song. “That must have been one helluva throw the ground gave me…” When he turned back to the hole in the wall, the door was closed, the monk and the baby Doctor were gone. “The TARDIS, I’ve got to find the TARDIS. If Jesse and the Doctor made it here or will make it here, they’ll head for that as well and why the hell am I talking to myself…” He snuck out of the hallway and looked at a man moving to a glass storage room. The man was dressed in all green overalls. He seemed to be using a gliding cleaning machine. Jeremy moved over to him. “Hey.” The man was nearly bald but had some gray hair to either side of his bald forehead. He wasn’t very tall, shorter than Jeremy and a bit hunched over. “Hey,” the man, older but not very old, didn’t seem to notice him. “Earth term is it?” He had a strange accent to Jeremy. “Yeah. I mean yes,” Jeremy smiled. “You didn’t come from there, did you?” “Oh no,” Jeremy said, “Not just. What’s your name?” “Drax.” “I like the color of your outfit…” “Yeah, see, I’m working on this color thing…” “Uh, Drax, Drax, another time, maybe?” Jeremy patted nilüfer escort him on the back, “Can you tell me what this room is?” “If you is a doctor here…” “Oh, I assure you, I’m not one of the Doctors here,” Jeremy said, “Just, ahh, someone who helps him…” “Oh, an aide?” “No, more like someone who helps him let off a little steam…” “Oh, one of those. A sex pot, eh?” Jeremy winked and tried to figure out what this conversation was about. “Yeah, yeah. One of those. Can I borrow some of the clothes in there?” “What `appened to your’s then?” “Soiled. In the process of me, ahh, me duties,” Jeremy smiled. Drax smiled back, “You got the face for it. The Relaxation Companions, now that’s a job that’s sweet. Of course in my regeneration currently, I don’t have the body for it, do I? Nor the face, not like you do. Certainly I can give you some of these clothes in here. The Docs got no use for em.” As Drax stored the machine away, he took out some clothes for Jeremy, which was an outrageous outfit. It has a short cut shirt with dark red and traditional marine blue stripes, which created a 3-D effect and which barely just covered his nipples and didn’t cover his ribs. It also included a sleeved vest with the sleeves so tight they showed off his bulging biceps. The leather pants were really shorts that ended just above his knee. On the pants waist line which sagged far below his hips were a series cut outs of Hour Glass shapes so that skin was on display all around, including the top of his butt crack in back. His upper legs also had larger Hour Glass/Sand Glass shapes which showed off his a bit of his tanned upper legs. He kept the slip ons. The vest was brown lined with yellow on the edges and the pants were a darker shade of blue. His entire stomach, including his abs, were completely bare to the world. “Uhm, do the Doctors here keep clothes for their, uhm, pros…Relaxation Companions?” “Yes, it’s become a respectable profession, innit? Trouble is they keep forgetting to keep a change of clothes, don’t they?” “Yeah.” Jeremy changed right there, taking off the shirt and pants, “Uh, Drax…” He had to call him again to take Drax’s mind off his body, “Drax…do you mind me asking you something?” He finished dressing and put an arm around Drax’s shoulder. “No, shoot mate. I wanna, if you know what I mean?” “Yeah,” Jeremy smiled, “You sound like you’re from Earth yourself?” “Oh, did a little time there myself,” Drax said, “In Brixton…mean to go back there one day if I may.” “I hope you do. I have to meet my…another Doctor…” Jeremy smiled, “Almost late now…” “Okay, don’t be premature,” Drax laughed. Jeremy stared at him. Drax stopped laughing. Then, Drax laughed. Jeremy nodded and pointed at him and then caught it and laughed, too. He moved backward. Step away from the insane Time Lord slowly, Jeremy thought. And he did. He feared cameras but as if Drax read his mind, he exclaimed, “Don’t worry about those. I’ve rigged em, haven’t I? Can’t have em bloody nose picking snot nose Time Lord observers watchin me every move, can I?” “No,” Jeremy laughed, “Thanks,” he whispered and added, “You’re kinda weird, you know.” “Part of me charm.” “Yeah,” Jeremy smiled and winked, “Nice to meet you, Drax.” “Be seeing you, kid.” Jeremy moved off to an exit hole and left the hospital but noticed wide open spaces, huge silvery corridors, sort of bland but with blue/purple cross poles that seemed to support the walls and ceilings. Every hall seemed to have these on the ceilings, against the walls at corners, and on the floors as well. He wondered why. Did they need that much support? He looked around the high domed ceilings as he moved from room to room and they seemed to remind him of a prison. He didn’t see any people but felt as if this were some kind of office. “The Panopticon?” Someone was watching a screen that showed Jesse running using the lightning rod to avoid major bolts from the sky. The voice said, “I see. That will come in handy. I think you …my my my. You are in the never ending mountain range between Solace and Solitude but you shall have neither…” A bolt hits a mountain top and rock and snow and ice start to cascade down at Jesse. “Oh no, can’t have you die that way…” Jesse looked up and saw the rain of debris heading his way. “Oh no!” He kept running, holding the lightning rod. “I’ve had it!” The Nick Hoult Master was watching him from a seat in a dark room. He was hunched over and wearing a white t shirt, a pack of cigarettes rolled up on a short sleeve. “Oh no, no, no. You’ve had enough of it. Here you go… Lightning rod trumps transduction barriers…I need you three together again…despite your own stupidity…I shall reunite you. As best I can…” He moves his hands over a small map like flat table which held a device. Jesse ran and vanished just as the cascade of rock, ice, and tree hit the spot he was on. He felt as though he were flying. The space between the two mountains filled with debris. He was not there. Sparks flew and the transduction barrier was eliminated. The Master chuckled briefly. Jesse was on his back. He looked up at his body. “Still alive? Still got it?” He saw his own hard on. “Danger does that to me.” He stood up and saw a giant silver wall. He looked up and the height of the wall he was at the base was so high up, he could not see the top. The light wind blew yellow sand about but it wasn’t uncomfortable. He looked around him and saw what a clear dome over the entire area, the circumference of which he also could not see the totality of. He thought he heard loud organ music. “Now a door, me thinks,” the youthful looking face of the Master, hidden ages beneath, smiled, “If that hottie can find it.” Holding the part of the lightning rod that was not burning hot, Jesse used it as he climbed a slight hill and then some steep rocks, boulders on top of boulders. The rocks seemed strategically placed just to meet a kind of alleyway imbedded into the side of the building. Not very deep beyond the alley, he saw a flat opening that seemed to lead to a door on the inside. The entire “alley” was silver metal with only rivets and metallic plating. “Okay, I’m going to just walk in the front door?” The alley that lead to the double doors looked archaic to him. They seemed like old fashioned steel. Being careful not to act too confident, he took his steps with caution. THIS was the city, the very capital of the Time Lords. THE TIME LORDS. He wanted to feel calm but the enormity of that impacted his body. He was chilled and excited, scared and fearful, all at the same time. “Geeze…” he moved to the doors. On the sides of the alley more forward to the main doors, twenty foot metal monstrosities, were four circular shapes. These stood out because they were red. One opened side ways just as Jesse moved passed it. Placing the lightning rod down, he stood near the opening and bent down to look in, putting his hands on the top rim. “That’s obvious. I guess whoever is controlling this wants me to get in this way.” He looked behind him and puffed. “Normally I’d like to find my own way in thank you, whoever you are and if you’ve been watching me…well let me say, that’s creepy of you. And…” he lifted his shirt and showed his stomach and then took his shorts down to show his dick and thrust his hips. “That’s what you deserve…” The Master laughed as he watched on his screen. “Hee hee hee.” He then made a fist, “Now go in.” Jesse waited. He threw a small stick inside to see if there were any traps. Then he tossed the lightning rod in. Nothing. He shrugged and put both hands on the rim and pulled his body through, feet first. He slid down the hole and a short ride later, he fell into transparent tube in a black painted room. The tube turned its transparent sides to open him up into the room. It looked like a weapon room. He saw machine he dare not yet touch. Most looked like guns. Others seemed to be some kind of grenades, cannons, all lined up in rows in the dark room and on attachments. He doubted he could remove any and knowing the Doctor’s people, it was probably the punishment of death if he removed any weapons. He saw a black light was illuminating the room so strangely. He wondered if this room was an armory of some kind, for troops about to shoot up out of the room via the tubes and into the alley to defend this citadel. If it was, it looked as if it has not been used in a long, long time. There were even webs. He shuddered wondering what kind of spiders the Doctor’s planet had. He moved to the far wall in the dark room and found what seemed to be a door. Even though the room was painted black and in translucent black light, he was able to see his way. He found a door switch and hit it. He closed his eyes and immediately hit the switch to close the door. The brilliant light that shone through was too much for him. “Crap damn.” He turned around to face the darkness of the room and then opened the door. He had his other hand over his eyes and slowly he removed them and then slowly turned around to let the light into his eyes bit by bit. He left the room and moved down a hallway which had side turrets and struts that seemed more decorative than functional. Some were purple, aqua marine colored, silvery gray, and some mixed all three and had lines running up and down them of all the colors. He wandered through other halls, the music of organs filling the halls and to him, getting louder and louder. He blinked and widened his eyes. He had a good ear for music so he began to follow where this music came from. Before he knew it, Jesse entered a room where the doors were all lifted. There seemed to be some kind of smaller entrance just before the main room. It seemed to be large enough for one person to fit through at a time. He hid inside it for in the main room, which was a huge circular room, were crowds of men, young, old, and all ages in between young and old. He didn’t notice any females. Suits me fine, he thought. He ducked into the smaller one man at a time room and found it went all the way round the main room and held robes of every color. There weren’t many left as apparently, most of the Time Lords were already inside and dressed. The design of the rooms reminded him of something a French fan of his once wrote to him about, he forgot why. It had something to do with a military school or a prison design or dia/wiki/File:Panopticon.jpg He thought about this but it didn’t seem to be of any use to him so he found a robe he wanted. As he was about to put it on, a small door to the outer hall opened up and an old man entered. He had just enough time to hand the old man the robe, when he realized that all the robes had doors behind them that also opened up separately. It depended on when the Time Lord of that particular robe wanted to dress but he thought that most of them must already be inside the main room. The music seemed to be raising to some kind of crescendo, heralding the start of whatever stupid ceremony the Time Lords were having now. “Old Farts.” He also noticed, from the darkness of one of the curved areas, that once the Time Lord dressed, he moved a door on the opposite side and entered the Panopticon from that slide door. The door slid upward and the Time Lord went into the main room. “I guess they don’t worry about security much inside,” Jesse thought. He watched, incredulously, an VERY old man came in, did not dress, and went into the main room in plain clothes. “Oh dear,” the old man said. “Where is my robe?” Jesse opened the slid door the old man just left and handed the Old Man his clothes. His green T shirt was ripped in all the wrong places, and as the Old Man donned it, without realizing it, his nipples were showing. “Oh dear, is this the new style?” Jesse appeared behind him and handed him the rest including a black waffle like thermal T Shirt with green cloud images on it, “Don’t worry old guy, this’ll cover the horrible…the spots that you don’t want seen, okay?” “Yes, yes,” the old man smiled as Jesse helped him put the shirt on over his head, then put the collared short sleeved jacket on. Jesse, himself wore the old man’s scarlet robes, the arms were orange and he had to wear the most cumbersome shoulder and headdress piece. “Fuck this shit,” Jesse took the headdress and shoulder pieces off and unloaded them onto the Old Man. Jesse was about to hand the man the denim pants, türbanlı escort when another Time Lord, almost as old, came up to them. Jesse ducked out of sight and discarded the pants on the floor of the back robe room. He started to mingle with other Time Lords at the back of the room, eyeing the two old men he just left. “Uhm, Louis, my old man…?” “Oh, yes,” Louis turned to the other old man, “It is you, isn’t it?” “Yes, me, Ratisbon, you seemed to remember my name this time…” Louis laughed to himself but then out loud, “Yes, yes, I’m very good at remembering…” “…but you also seem to have forgotten something very important…” Louis stopped laughing, “Oh have I? Yes? What?” “You are getting quite forgetful in your old age, aren’t you my dear?” He pointed down. Louis looked down and even he was afraid…for he had forgotten to put on any pants. Fortunately, the two T shirts he wore were long and he was able to pull them down over his …private parts. Ratisbon tried not to look but stared ahead somewhere, hoping his old friend was not seen by others. He was. Jesse gulped and then held back a laugh to himself. He moved past other Time Lords. Not all of them were old. He found that moving among the older ones felt safer, though. He found himself behind a particularly old bunch, older looking than even Louis and Ratisbon. A small group wearing heliotrope mixed among a group wearing green. Almost all of them wore some kind of head cap and those outlandish shoulder and back of the neck pieces. One sturdy looking man and one of the only ones with some stubble hung in the back, sniffing some kind of small circular tube he had with him. He looked bored. Jesse hung back behind him. He turned to notice Jesse, who sniffed and nodded slightly at him. Jesse tried to convey the snooty-ness of the Time Lords but he didn’t want to overdo it. The Old Man looked like Bernard Cribbins of DOCTOR WHO AND THE DALEKS INVASIN OF EARTH. But older, like almost 90. The man shrugged and sniffed his …drug? Jesse thought it was a drug of some kind. He then turned and offered some to the boy. Jesse nodded, “No, thanks, sir.” “Sir? Say, don’t I know you? Aren’t you even older than I am?” That’s a compliment, Jesse thought. “First regeneration?” “I’m Jessemcartneycopluswhosumptervralunder.” “Oh, thought I recognized you. These older regens…they hide the inner you so well.” The man sniffed. Jesse moved closer to the man’s back, and nudged him slightly, making the man laugh, almost tipping his nose into his cap drug, “Say, my, uhm, face might be well hidden but my memory is like a…like a…I seem to forget what my memory is like a…what’s going on here?” “A sieve?” “A sieve? What’s that when it’s a ceremony?” “No, old timer,” the old man said, “Your memory…” “What about my memory?” “It’s like a sieve.” Jesse nodded, “Oh. Oh, yeah, that, right. But since it is…” The Old Man laughed. Jesse continued, “….mind reminding me why the f…fanfare here? A wedding of some kind?” “Wedding? That is not what those Earthers do is it? No, no, there hasn’t been a wedding on Gallifrey for…oh, for ages, now…” Jesse murmurs, “What a surprise there, isn’t it?” “What?” “Never mind. I thought there might have been a hubby…and a hubby…” “Hubby? What’s a hubby? Never really studied Earthers or Earth. Is hubby short slang for the Earth word husband? Never actually found out about being a husband…what’s it mean?” Jesse smiled, “A husband is what’s left of the sweetheart after the nerve has been killed.” “Ahhh,” the Old Man said as if he knew what Jesse was talking about. He didn’t’. Jesse stared. Another old man in front of them, wearing green, said, “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation about a hobby…golf, make mine golf…” “You play golf here?” Jesse asked, now finding himself the one who was bewildered. “Well, not here,” the other one stated. The Bernard one said, “Don’t mind him, his mind’s going. He’ll be regenerating any time now…and I do mean any time now, like probably at this ceremony…” “Golf, that’s what is the meaning of life, the universe and everything, never mind this 42 business…the meaning of life is golf…” A third Time Lord, even older, passed by them and said, “Golf, golf? Don’t talk to me about golf?” He held a wine glass in his hands and was sipping at it, “Golf is a what is Golf, nothing but a virus from the Kolkani, golf!!! Don’t talk to me about golf, it’s a virus that’s what it is!” The Time Lord moved on and left them watching him. Jesse thought, “They’re all insane. By Earth standards…and that’s pretty low standards.” The golf fan shrugged and moved on. Jesse was left staring. The Bernard Time Lord looked back at him, “Could’ve sworn you and I hooked…hey, you all right?” Jesse wasn’t really hearing him. He was wondering what to do next. Staring without really looking. His mind was ablaze with the Doctor, the TARDIS, K9, and Jeremy not to mention Sontaran headgear and sonic sticks, Daleks and their suckers and plates filled with bubbles, and Sycorax and their spears. The Time Lord’s voice broke him out of it. “Oi. You seem to be drifting, sweetheart…” Jesse looked lovingly at the man, “I’m not drifting. I’m looking, waiting…” “What for?” “A man.” “Oi.” He laughed, sniffing, “Aren’t we all?” “It’s not like that.” “It’s always like that. And look at you. With that new face of your’s, I bet you can lure any man you want to your boudoir.” Jesse smiled and laughed, “Thanks. But, Gramps, if you ever see a little blue box flying across the sky or even parked somewhere down here, just shout, Gramps, just shout for me.” “Blue box? Aye, the Doctor you’ll be lookin’ for, he’s everybody’s dream boat these days.” “Well, cause he’s still out there…I’m sure…even if he’s here he’s going to find a way, if he hasn’t already to get back out there and fight.” “Fight?” Bernard, the Time Lord, asked, “Whatever for?” Jesse looked taken aback, “Are you kidding? Cause…There are things waiting there in the darkness. Creatures of metal. Of fire. Of blood. But he’s out there. Burning through time. Facing a thousand dangers across the stars. And never giving up.” As he said this, he moved at the older man and got up in his ace, “He looks like a man but he’s a legend and his name is the Doctor. He’ll come back to save us and this time I’m gonna be ready and then just like that, we’ll be gone.” With this finish, he blond blew on the old man’s drug capsule and it fell to the ground…” Jesse looked at him, “Sorry…” “Ahh, it was empty anyway. I should be doing without it.” “But if he’s not out there and still down here, gramps and I’ll find him, I’ll find him, gramps.” Jesse walked off and left Bernard thinking. “That one, that one’s gonna go places, that one is.” Jesse started to look among other Time Lords. A man in scarlet spoke to another man in a silvery orange coated with strange opaque, almost mirror like images. The scarlet robed one had a long white beard and was also chubby. The orange robed one had a blond head of hair and no moustache. To Jesse, they seemed to be having a conversation of some merit but when he approached and listened, he realized he was wrong: “The whole piece for the head just does not have a big enough hole.” “I know. My head nearly doesn’t fit into it.” “That is because your head is so large…that the hole is just too tight for it…” Jesse looked at the center of the stage where something seemed to be happening…but the two men continued talking. “One of the reasons I brought you here, even though I’m not supposed to was our holes here.” “My, my, yes, they do seem to be more stretched out, your holes. I wish the holes we had in my time were as easily entered…” “Will you two be quiet about your holes already!” “But it’s hard…” “It would have to be but stop, I wanna find out what’s happening below…” “Below is that my neck hurts from being…sticking my head through the hole….It’s just as hard taking them out as it is putting them in…” “Look what goes in and out of your holes is not my business, nor do I ever wish it to be so stop talking about your holes and what comes out of them and goes into them!” Jesse moved off. “Who do you think that was, Rassalon?” “I have no idea but imagine if he knew he was speaking to you, Omega, the lord of lords…that way…” “Yes, the joke is on him, isn’t it?” “Yes.” Jesse moved past another Time Lord, an old man, who was dressed in an outrageous outfit. Jesse didn’t notice. This is what this other old man wore: a short cut shirt with dark red and traditional marine blue stripes, which created a 3-D effect and which barely just covered his nipples and didn’t cover his skinny ribs. It also included a sleeved vest with the sleeves so tight they showed off his sagging biceps. The leather pants were really shorts that ended just above his knobby knee. On the pants waist line which sagged far below his replaced hips were a series cut outs of Hour Glass shapes so that skin…pale and wrinkled was on display all around, including the top of his butt crack in back but the less said about that the better. His upper legs also had larger Hour Glass/Sand Glass shapes which showed off his a bit of his untanned upper legs. The vest was brown lined with yellow on the edges and the pants were a darker shade of blue. His entire stomach was completely bare to the world, hairless but not a great sight as it featured sagging skin and a caved in stomach. Had Jesse saw this he would have wondered if this Time Lord were anorexic. These clothes, were, of course, Jeremy’s, which Jeremy had replaced with the Time Lord’s…having had pretty much the same adventure Jesse had in getting into Time Lord robes… “Geeze,” Jeremy said. He was in blue robes. He had pretty much stolen them, too. He had on the head cap and the neck and shoulder pieces. His longer blond hair stuck out of the head cap. He had spotted Jesse from across the room. He slowly made his way toward Jesse without Jesse realizing. He heard some of the Time Lords talking about a “she” that was being inducted. “It’s been a long time since she was given a sighting for saving our lives.” “It is about time we inducted such a one as she…” Before long, Jesse was shoulder to shoulder now with many Time Lords. Jeremy nudged him from the side, Jesse still not realizing it was him. “Hey, buddy, calm down…is that a sonic screwdriver in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?” “Whaaaa?” Jesse turned. The music was on louder and louder and good thing, too. Jesse nearly screamed when he saw Jeremy, a scream of happiness. He hugged him and a few older Time Lords, behind them, raised their eyebrows. Jesse hugged Jeremy again and tighter, “I never thought I’d be so glad to see anyone.” Jeremy had his head over Jesse’s shoulder and looked up at two disapproving Time Lords. He turned Jesse their way and said, “Shh,” in his ear. Jesse broke from him, “Oh let em see, let em gawk and gape. Never seen two men in love? Planet of GayLayfrean if you ask me. Time Lords? More like Gay lords. They know what I’m talkin’ bout. Yeah they do.” “Don’t make a scene.” Jesse whispered as they moved away from those two Time Lords. “Scene, me? Naw. Any sign of the old gay…guy?” “Doc, naw. Tardis?” “Naw, nothing.” They stopped moving as every Time Lord grew silent and the music grew louder and louder. Jeremy shrugged, “Nearest I can see there are less females on Gallifrey than males…” Jesse broke in, “Oho, ohh, I like it already…” “Maybe this is some kind of break with that tradition…maybe a female is being inducted. I heard some of them talking about a she…” After several gongs, a Master of Ceremonies came out and announced, “This is of a most serious nature. Induction of such a one into our Museum…” “Museum?” Jesse whispered. Jeremy exchanged a puzzled look with him. They looked at the center of the room, the main circle middle. Small blue boys brought out…an object that had a large white sheet over it. The music started again, organ music and then slowed to stop as it was unveiled. Before the cloth was taken off it, both boys knew what it was. “She who has saved our lives countless times and has made it back to her planet of origin, even if he has not…for he is dead…The Doctor’s TARDIS ….” The TARDIS stood in the center of the Panopticon…Zoom in on Jesse, Zoom in on Jeremy…. “…to be forever on display in the Museum of Gallifrey….” “Jeremy,” Jesse gasped… In the console room, K9 watched the boys’ faces on the scanner screen…both were wide eyed… They both watched as the TARDIS was wheeled around the center and then out the main doors!

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