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Nightshift 34: West Wing, North Hallway 1-A
[From Here]
Passing through the open doorway, he flashed his light around to make certain that there was nothing potentially dangerous lurking in the hallway. It seemed clear as far as his eyes could tell, so he hurried on. Well, he hurried as much as an old man like himself with things to do would hurry. There was no point in running, as he would save such activities for if he was being chased.
He hoped that Yuuri would be alright making it to the Recreational Field by himself. The youth seemed good-hearted even if a little absentminded. The boy would be fine, he told himself.
[To Here]
Passing through the open doorway, he flashed his light around to make certain that there was nothing potentially dangerous lurking in the hallway. It seemed clear as far as his eyes could tell, so he hurried on. Well, he hurried as much as an old man like himself with things to do would hurry. There was no point in running, as he would save such activities for if he was being chased.
He hoped that Yuuri would be alright making it to the Recreational Field by himself. The youth seemed good-hearted even if a little absentminded. The boy would be fine, he told himself.
[To Here]
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When the door had swung shut behind them, Rose ground immediately to a halt. She was bursting with questions, not the least of which was where the hell they were, but much more important was the simple fact that the Doctor was standing next to her. Completely alive, and even the same regeneration. Donna had been right.
Everything had become very hectic as soon as he'd shown up, without much time for her to process things and hardly any light to see by. But it never occurred to her that it might be some other bloke with a complex about saving girls in distress. She knew what the Doctor's hand felt like in hers, and she knew exactly what the word 'run' sounded like in his voice. It was him.
She grinned up at him, because she couldn't hide how thrilled she was to see him again, and threw her arms around his shoulders.
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"Rose Tyler," he said, grinning at her. "It's good to see you."
The Doctor wrapped his arms around her, returning her hug. He had questions: about how she had gotten here; about whether or not she'd crossed over from Pete's world; about when exactly she was from in their timeline together. But all those questions could wait for a while. What was most important right now was that she was here.
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"That's a new look for you," she joked, trying to hide the fact that she was feeling a little sniffly with relief. And it was very weird seeing him in something other than a suit. "They steal your clothing, too?"
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"What? Oh— the clothes! Yes, my suit and coat and trainers were all missing when I woke up, and I was wearing this uniform." He looked down at the offending garments, and then at Rose, grinning. "The grey's a bit dull, but I rather like the face. Very friendly, don't you think? Of course, the dressing gown leaves something to be desired... I wouldn't mind finding my coat." Or his sonic screwdriver. Or the TARDIS. Or the TARDIS key.
"But what about you!" he said suddenly, shifting gears. "I see you're in uniform, too; how did you manage to end up here?"
Kenshin had said that no one knew how they'd arrived, but it never hurt to ask.
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"Dunno," she responded to his question, shrugging. "Last I knew, Zach knocked me out 'cause..." She eyed him sideways. "I didn't want to leave you. But he wouldn't let me stay; he injected me with... something. Anyway, out cold, then I wake up here!"
If anyone could answer the question that had been nagging her all day, it was the Doctor. "So come on, where is here?"
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He looked at Rose again. "Right. Where we are. That's an excellent question," he said. "It's an excellent question, and one that I... really don't have a good answer to."
The Doctor frowned. "Best I've got is somewhere in America, in the 2000's. And... possibly in another dimension."
He really didn't like that last bit.
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As for where they were... "It's not the one with zeppelins, I already asked." So neither of them knew where they were. Nothing new there. She smiled and grabbed his hand again. "But we'll figure it out, yeah?"
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All they had to do was figure it out and set things right. That was how it always went, and this time would be no different... Except for the fact that Donna and Rose were with him again, after he'd said goodbye to them both. Once they had set things right, then what? He'd have to send them back to their proper times, say goodbye to them again.
His smile faltered, but he quickly brightened up, giving Rose's hand a brief squeeze. "Yeah. We'll figure it out," he reaffirmed. "And we'll figure out what Martin Landel is up to."
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Her smile faded when she saw a pained expression cross the Doctor's face. But when whatever he was thinking about passed, she grinned up at him again.
"So where do we start?" she asked. "Go looking for Landel, or...?"
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He paused for a moment. Looking back at Rose, he asked, "Have you learned anything about this 'Martin Landel' since you arrived? I'd hate to find him and not realize who he is."
It was possible that either of them had already met the man, if he was masquerading as a patient, but— It seemed unlikely enough, but one could never be too sure of these sorts of things. The Doctor didn't know nearly enough about the man to say whether Martin Landel was the sort to lord over his domain from on high or to delight in its workings in secret from a more intimate position.
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"So come on then," she urged, smirking up at the Doctor and giving his hand a gentle tug before heading for the door. "Let's go find the TARDIS."
A thought struck her. There was something she should be remembering... "Ooh, there's was this... um... like a map. On that bulletin board thing. There was something about a possessions room? Probably too obvious, but they could be keeping the TARDIS in there." Rose tried to remember any other details from the map, but she'd only glanced at it quickly. After all, she'd been pretty sure that once she'd found the Doctor they'd be gone.
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He fell into step next to Rose. "Possessions room? Way too obvious— The odds of having landed there are astronomical! And moving the TARDIS there? Well..."
He trailed off, looking at Rose with a grin. "Let's have a look! Allons-y!"