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The Doctor

Doctor Who Universe

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a part of The Doctor, by Autumn_Sunrise.

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Autumn_Sunrise holds sovereignty over Doctor Who Universe, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b006q2x0

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The Doctor [76] "Wibbly Wobbly Timey Whimy.... Stuff."
Myra Anderson [76] "I'm afraid that one day, you won't see me as something special anymore."

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Myra made sure that the child was safe and out of the way before she ran she ran up to the TARDIS which was usually locked but the doors opened just as she approached it and Myra ran into the TARDIS. She looked at the Doctor when he came in and shut the door locking it. She didn't even ask about why the TARDIS opened the door for her she just leaned over fighting to catch her breath. "It can't get in here right?" Myra stepped closer to the Doctor her breathing still heavy from their sprint but it was evening out now. She wanted to suggest they just leave, but she remembered the children at the park and shifted her weight hesitantly.

"We need to stop whatever that is." Myra said placing a hand in the center of the Doctor's chest looking him into the eyes showing she was dead serious about what she said. She put a hand on his cheek. "And you aren't doing it alone, I can tell your thinking about it just by the way your looking at me."

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The Doctor panted heavily, both hearts in his chest drumming in his ears. "Myra, they can't be stopped," He said, looking kinda hopeless. He subconsciously brought Myra close, glad that the angel stayed put. "You can't kill a stone, it's impossible.. They will always exist. They have no weakness, the only thing that can stop that is if someone is constantly watching them.. They're too fast and too powerful..." He pulled away from Myra and went up to the control panel. He gave a frustrated growl, wringing his fingers in his hair. He wanted to save the children too, he really did, but he had absolutely no way of destroying the angles. All he ever did when seeing them is run.

The Doctor looked to Myra, his breath slowly coming back to him. "We first need to figure out why they're here, why they're tormenting these people... That little girl knew what to do, meaning this wasn't her first time encountering an angel. Either that or it was drilled in her mind what to do... Either way, people know about these things and are afraid... They should be.." The Doctor ran around a bit, still not sure where to start or what to do. "That angel didn't chase us... It must of been called off... It looked really frustrated, though..."

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Myra went over to the controls standing beside the Doctor, she had never seen him actually hesitant about something, about saving people but he seemed willing enough to try. "Maybe someone is controlling them. Could be the who ever is in charge, maybe they recognized you and called the Angel off." Myra tried to think of every possibility there was but she wasn't even really sure what the angels were. "It could be a scare tactic." Myra suggested. "I see it all the time on Earth. A lot of the world leaders who run a dictatorship use something that scares their people into submission, that scares the world into leaving them be. Its how they stay in power for so long, or how they make sure the EU or the entire world doesn't turn against them. If that is what's happening it would make sense that that little girl knew exactly what to do and that the other children knew to run away, she just happened to get caught there."

Myra moved her hand gently over the console smiling at the noise the TARDIS made. She was glad that the blue box for now was keeping them as safe as they could be but she knew that at some point they would have to step out of its protection. "All we need to do, is find out who's controlling the angels and why." Myra moved over to the Doctor slipping under his arm coming between him and the TARDIS console. "And you and I raggedy man, will do it together." Myra knew from how he told her to run before that he didn't want her involved with these things, part of her wanted to know why while the other part of her wanted to make him know that he wasn't getting away with doing it alone. She was stubborn, and there was no way she was going to let him win that argument.

"I think we should start by talking to the children or anyone really. If the children knew what to do the parents taught them, which means everyone knows. If the person controlling the angels is a real threat no one will want to talk about in fear of getting into trouble with whom ever is in charge. Someone will eventually give in though, someone always does. Besides your you, you can convince people to do the craziest things."
Myra gave him a teasing smile slipping under his arm standing beside him again. The terror on the planet was going to end, she would make sure of it.

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The Doctor frowned a bit, but towards the end the only reason why his face was blank was because he was busy thinking about what to do. When she suggested the kids he shrugged. It was a good idea, but it was impossible to know where to go. He figured they'll just skip everyone and, after asking where they are, go straight to the head of this world. He didn't say it, but he knew they weren't being controlled. The Angels were too smart and powerful to ever be scared into submission. They were literally everywhere, they could become any statue that want.

When Myra started to hug him he turned and hugged her back tightly, burying his face in her neck as he pulled her close, swaying a little bit. He liked her hugs, they were nice and reminded him that he was with someone he very much loves. "These creatures," he mumbled into Myra's neck, "Are worse then what you've ever seen... If they touch you they send you back in time, and you're stuck there forever... I can't get you out, because I don't know what time you've been sent to... So please Please when I say run, do it... The last person that I told to run from them didn't and now..." He stopped, his throat tightening up. He unburied his face from her neck to look her in the face. "Now they're gone... Forever... And I love you too much to lose you," The Doctor softly grabbed Myra's face and kissed her. He didn't break the kiss for a while, but finally pulling away.

He moved, sniffling and rubbing his puffy eyes. When he was telling mumbling in her neck he has started to cry. Now that the tears had stopped he was functional again. "Right, so we need to figure out who's the head honcho here," He looked to Myra, a playful glint to his eye once again. "I'll be back, I'm going to get a different jacket on," And with that he ran off. Within a few minutes he was back, wearing a black tweed jacket, elbow patches and all. He smiled to Myra, grabbing her hand tightly and hurrying out of the TARDIS.

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Myra followed the Doctor holding onto his hand just as tightly as he was holding onto hers, she wasn’t sure where they were going but she was sure that he had some sort of a plan in his head he alway did. The whole time they hadn’t run into any Angels but Myra was sure they weren’t to far behind them.

When they got back into the market place everything had changed, people seemed to be more on edge then they had been before which in turn made Myra feel more on edge. There was a group of people standing around in a circle around a pile of dust one man shook his head. “The angels must have gotten to him.”

“Their actually attacking people now...” Myra whispered to the Doctor. “They must have recognized you.” Myra walked away from the crowd looking at him as they moved away. “Which means we are going to have to figure this out quickly.”

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The Doctor looked angrily down at the pile of dust. Slipping his hand from Myra's wordlessly, he tapped the man who was shaking his head on the shoulder. When the man turned around, The Doctor dug into his pocket and grabbed a little ID pouch. Flipping it open he showed the man a completely blank piece of paper. "If you could take me to the ruler of this world, that'd be very lovely," The doctor said. The man gave him a confused look before reading the blank piece of paper. His eyes went wide, and instantly he was fumbling for words. "O-Oh! Y-Yes your lord ship, r-right this way," The man said, quickly shuffling away. The Doctor grabbed Myra's hand, following the man.

He showed her the blank piece of paper, whispering, "Psychic paper... It shows people whatever they want to see." The man lead them through the tense crowd, weaving in and out of peoples way. The Doctor had a slightly hard time following the very flustered man, but within 10 minutes they were in a office building. After waiting a few more minutes at the reception desk they were ushered into a office.

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Myra skimmed around the office she was surprised out how easy that sidekick paper worked to get them in, there was no statues which meant no angels. She took a seat in one of the chairs in front of the desk she glanced over at her shoulder smiling gently at the Doctor waiting for whoever was going to come through that door.

When the door opened Myra stood up returning to the Doctors side, a man walked in, he looked like someone you would not want to get into any sort of argument or fight with. She gently slipped her hand into the Doctors giving it a gently squeeze, she gave him a look that said ‘this isn’t a good idea’ as the two of them had gotten fairly good at reading the others body cues.

“So, I here you want to see me. Make it quick, I have a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it in.” Myra shifted her weight slightly. “We just wanted to talk to you about the people here, they seem very frightened of something.” Myra said not wanting to directly ask about the angels worried it would scare the man off or make him defensive, and she didn’t want that.

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"Yes, they are, we're at war madam and that's none of your business," The man snobbed. The Doctor just stared at the man, a flicker of irritation coming across his face. "You have an angel problem," The Doctor said with a sly smile. The man looked up, eyes wide hearing the Doctor. "H-How did you know that?... Is that really their names? Angels?" The Doctor made a weird face, looking at the man. "You mean you didn't know what they were?... Yes, Weeping Angels is their name. They literally turn into stone when they're seen, and they cover their eyes so that they don't see one another. Thus the name Weeping. When did it start and why? Was there anything abnormal that was going on the day they came?"

The man thought for a second before answering. "It happened about two weeks ago and..... No, I don't think anything we- Oh..." The man trailed off, getting lost in thought. The Doctor exchanged weird looks with Myra before looking back at the man. "Oh?..." He asked. "There was an Earth quake that day... As if something was coming from the ground... But no one thought anything of it, they all just thought it was a normal Earth quake." The Doctor frowned, shifting his weight. The Angels don't come from the ground, that's not where they live. Unless they had managed to get a ship, crashed it on a unoccupied planet thinking it was occupied, and so they decided to wait for people to start coming. Maybe they went into hibernation?.. The Doctor made a 'hmm' noise every so often as he was thinking. He would shake his head as if he was talking to another person.

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The man came over standing beside Myra watching the Doctor pace back and forth, he leaned over to say something to Myra. “Is he alright?” She smirked at the mans question looking at him. “Oh, he’s perfectly fine. He likes to think to himself.” The man furrowed his brows. “Does he do this often?” Myra shrugged a little bit. “Depends on the day.” was her only reply. “Doctor.” Myra said getting his attention smiling when he looked at her, though the man beside her seemed to take an instinctive step back.

“Your the Doctor?” The man asked with wide eyes, Myra chuckled slightly amused by the mans reaction. “Your only a legend, a myth.” Myra laughed again. “Trust me, he is quite real.” Myra turned from the Doctor to face the man. “What do you know about the angels?” she glanced over at the doctor letting him know not to answer the question because she knew given the chance he would.

“Not a lot. Statues started appearing everywhere, recently they started moving, we discovered if you look at them they stop. Now they are attacking people.” Myra frowned slightly at the answer turning back to the Doctor. “We need some sort of plan, there has to be someway to destroy them or get rid of them.”[color]

“I wouldn’t get into it with them ma’am.” Myra rolled her eyes drawing in a breath. [color=#25A2D2]“My name is Myra, and one thing I have learned is if you let something know you are afraid of it, it gives it power over you. Everything has a weakness, everything can be destroyed you just have to find what it is. So, lets find it.”

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The Doctor listen quietly. He didn't comment on Myra's fear speech. He's said it to Sacred Bob before he died that fear keeps you on your toes and alive. He's learned with the angels that you shouldn't show fear. To basically Myra was right. He walked over to the man and gave him a glimpse of a smile. "How many explosives do you have in stalk in the town?" The man looked at The Doctor like he was crazy. "They're rock when you look at them, so you can blow them up, it's not like they'll melt back together into one form.... I think." The man slowly nodded, understanding. "We have an extensive amount of grenades... That should work..."

The Doctor was nodding, but at the same time he was frowning. He stopped, and looked to Myra who was giving him a 'what the hell are you thinking?' look. He frowned more, understanding why she was giving him the weird look. This fighting tactic wasn't his way. He use to be peaceful, and didn't kill unless he had to. "Never mind, bad idea... They might get even angrier and fight back... So, we figure out who's in charge of the angels, then!.... Oh, by the way, what's your name?" He was all smiles again, looking to the man. "I'm Johnathan... I'm Mayor of this town." He gave The Doctor a polite smile back. "But how are we going to figure out who's in charge?...." The Doctor turned to Johnathan. "We'll get capture, of course!" He was already walking out of the room.

"Captured? Doctor, this is the Angels we're talking about, they kill they don't capture," The Mayor said, hurrying after him. "Correction, they don't kill, they send you back in time and feed on your potential energy. The younger are the more years you have ahead of you. The more years you have ahead of you the more potential energy you have. As for them killing me," He stopped and suddenly spun around. "They won't. You know why?" He had a playful mystical grin on his face. "Because I'm the Doctor.... And they'll want me as a weapon, not to kill me."

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Myra drew in a breath she didn't like the idea of getting captured but she figured it was the only other way to do this so she reluctantly agreed to it. The next question was how to get their attention though she didn't think it would be overly hard. Johnathan said he would go with them and though she was reluctant about that as well he knew this place better than anyone and could be useful.

They wandered around for a while looking for one of the angels or more than one, it seemed to take a lifetime but eventually they found one. Myra took the Doctor's hand if they were going to go after anyone it was him, when the angel touched him all three of them ended up in what looked like the inside of a spaceship. Myra stood up off of the ground brushing herself off. "At least we all ended up in the same spot."

"This is the underground station that controls all the energy on the planet." Johnathan said once he stood up, Myra looked at the doctor. "They are planning on making everything go dark. If you can't see them, they can move." Why else would they pick the place that controls all of the energy?

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The Doctor frowned seeing where they were. "If they wanted people to not see them they can just hunt at night... And they're able to stop all the torches and what not from shining, so.... But it does make sense to come here. Having it become darker makes it easier for them to hunt during all hours of the day without having too much trouble of being seen," The Doctor said, already walking around. There were doors, but when he opened one there was an angel right there. He quickly closed them, and looked between Myra and Johnathan. "What are they wanting to do? They can't ta-"
"Hello?... Hello Doctor?... Doctor I think you remember me... Pick me up, I'm on the table...

The noise was coming from a 2 way radio. The Doctors eyes got wide. He rushed to the table before anyone else could reach for it. He quickly pressed the button down to talk, but he didn't say anything. He looked to Myra, a frown on his face. "I thought you died," He finally said into the speaker. Letting go of the button the other end quickly responded. "This is still Sacred Bob's voice, but a different angel... Same memories, different angel," They replied. The Doctor gritted his teeth, quickly responding. "What do you want?... Why here, why these people?..."

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"What we want with every planet, the potential energy of the people here. There are a lot of children on this planet Doctor." Myra felt a shiver go down her spine at the sound of those words, the younger you are the more potential energy you have, that's what the Doctor had said. Targeting places with more children would give them more to feed on. Myra glanced over at the Doctor drawing in a little breath, mouthing that they needed to get out of there and quickly, if one angel knew they were there all the others did too.

"Your new companion has a lot of potential energy as well..." Myra moved closer to the Doctor, it was like her instinct now, whenever she was threatened in anyway she moved closer to him knowing he would do everything he could to protect her. "You don't know that." Myra started. "I could get sick, and die at a young age."

"We do know that you will live a long time. We are like the Time lords, we have been around as long as they have...we know time as well as they do we just don't control it." The angel replied, the same monotone voice every time. "We need to find a way out of here." Myra whispered to the Doctor.

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The Doctor listened to Sacred Bob's voice, but didn't respond until after Myra whispered to him. Even then he wasn't responding to her. "What happened to that lovely place in New York? You just kept sending and resending people to different places all the time, feeding on that.... That's how you killed Amy and Rory... So what, did you run out of people?" He looked around as he talked, as if trying to figure out if there was someone he could physically talk to. There was silence on the other end before the angel replied. "Yes." The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Yes what?... Yes you ran out of people?" More silence before the answer. "Yes."

The Doctor frowned, his finger tapping on the table for a while. "Hm... So you're wanting to do the same thing you did in New York... Have you not learned? You'll just run out of people and have to find a new host city," The Doctor projected. "We will be able to stay here longer, with the children having long lives, and once the cities dies we have no problem moving onto the next, and then the next, and then the next... But Doctor, there's one thing you've failed to notice..." The Doctor gave Myra a weird look as he slowly answered. "And that is?..."
"Why is Johnathan so quiet?"

Upon realizing that the angel was right, he spun around quickly. Right behind him was an angle, one arm outstretched, a pointed finger right in front of a pile of dust. In the Angels other hand, which was curled close to itself, was a radio. "Don't worry, he's not dead, just in a different area. He'll probably never find his way out of the tunnels, however... They are very maze like.." The light on the Angels radio lit up when it talked. The Doctor refused to blink, his eyes wide as he stared at the statue. "Myra find a way out of here... Hurry!" Every time one eye started to burn he closed it, keeping the other open. Like winking. He backed up from it, and never took his eyes of it as he heard Myra shuffling around.

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Myra jumped when another angel appeared in front of her, she went around it keeping her eye on it as she turned. When she found a way out she slowly moved back to the Doctor talking his hand slowly leading him back towards it, when they got close enough she opened the door pushing the Doctor through first before swinging it shut. "Um, the exit is this way." Myra closed her eyes thinking about it, she had memorized the map before they came down, she looked at the Doctor they ran down that hallway, she made a sharp turn left coming up to another door. "I memorized the map before we came down, in case something happened." When they got through the door Myra stopped.

"This tunnel leads straight out into the streets, but chances are if the angels aren't in here, they are out there." Myra knew if they got to the TARDIS they would be able to regroup, the angels couldn't get into the TARDIS it was the safest place to be. They ran through the tunnels and out onto the street, it was dark and it was quiet, nobody seemed to be around which made Myra feel worse about the situation. She new the way back to the TARDIS and quickly ran down the street making sure the Doctor was right behind her or right beside her. When the blue box came into sight Myra looked over her shoulder at the Doctor.

"Key!" Myra heard the ding of the key being flicked to her, she caught it with little effort quickly unlocking the door and heading in shutting it and locking it again once the Doctor came in. She passed the key back over to him going up the steps to the console gently running her hand over a few of the buttons lightly so she didn't accidentally push one. "We need to do something, we can't just run away." Myra ran a hand through her hair becoming frustrated with the situation. "If there is a way to stop the Daleks, and a way to end the Time lords, there has to be a way to stop the angels."

Myra sat down on the floor resting her had against the console her eyes meeting the Doctor's brown ones. "They can't logically be the most powerful thing in the universe, something had to create them which means something can end them."

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The Doctor panted heavily, running a hand through his hair. He had an annoyed look, but didn't say much, even when Myra was done talking. He looked down. "They're not the most powerful things in the universe," The Doctor says, not looking up, "They have a weakness... And that weakness is being looked at... But obviously there's-" The Doctor stopped talking, his eyes fixed on the center console of the TARDIS. His eyes were wide as he looked at it. Another screw driver, exactly like his, was laying on the controls of the TARDIS.

His jaw dropped as he went up the stairs. Picking up the other screw driver he scanned it with his. "They're not two identical screwdrivers, they're the same..." He looked up to Myra, confusion in his eyes before they lit up like a lightbulb. "Oh!.... Oh! We did this before! Back when I was with Amy, River, and Rory we had to deal with the same exact thing in New York! The only reason we were able to defeat the angel is to break reality, create another weird paradox... It's hard to say, wibbly wobbly timey whimy... Stuff.... Anyways, that's what I'm doing! The only reason it didn't work last time is because they found a way through... They found a way through and killed my friends but I won't let them this time!"

He started to laugh, grabbing some levers and pulling them, the TARDIS jolting into action. At first she gave a little attitude, not wanting to go where he wanted, but after a few more buttons being pressed she landed. When The Doctor opened the door they were in his bedroom. He grinned, and ran out, Myra following him. "I came to right before we run into the TARDIS," He says to Myra. After telling her to stay hidden he hurries out into the open, setting the 2nd screw driver on the consol. Upon hearing the clicking of the lock opening to the TARDIS he rushed back to where Myra was hiding, where they had a good view of what was going on. "We need to do something, we can't just run away."

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Myra crossed her arms watching the Doctor run around the console like he always did, though even Myra could tell the TARDIS wasn’t happy with the Doctors current plan but eventually gave in. Myra lost her balance stumbling a bit when the TARDIS landed before going to hide.Myra watched their past selves from where she was crouched moving over so that the Doctor could crouch beside her.

“So, how do we make this weird paradox thing?” Myra whispered as softly as she could looking at the Doctor, she assumed it had something to do with coming into contact with their other selves. Thats usually how it worked touch your other self and time has a hissy fit. Myra smiled seeing how the Doctor looked at her when Myra’s back was turned she looked over at him and smiled slightly leaning her head on him for a moment.

“We should probably do something before we come over here.” Myra whispered softly.

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No but that's the point, is to meet here," The Doctor said but... It didn't come from the Doctors mouth. Present Doctor turned around to meet eye to eye with themselves. Both smiled at one another. "Oh how I remember this... You think I look good! And I'm saying everything exactly how I remember it!" Both Doctors looked to their Myra's in excitement. "This is great!" Present Doctor said. Future Doctor beckoned them away, walking into the hallway where they could talk above a whisper. "Do we have to do anything else until a good enough Paradox is made?" The Present Doctor asked. Future Doctor shakes his head.

"Nope, the paradox is strong enough... We're going to go defeat the angels. You'll follow in our foot steps, seeing as to me You're writing my future.... You know, wibbly wobbly tim-... Oh you get the point complicated stuff." PD (Present Doctor) Nodded to FD (Future Doctor) A grin still on his face. He grabbed his Myra's hand, hurrying along to the TARDIS. They did everything that had just happened. When they finished talking to now Past Doctor and Past Myra Present Doctor and Present Myra hurried out of the TARDIS. "Right.... So the Angels are stuck, they can't leave... But I'm afraid that's all we can really do..."

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Myra looked at her Doctor. "If they are stuck, we can round them all up in one area, blow them all up in one go like you originally suggested." Myra looked over at her future self who simply shrugged looking at her Doctor."It will work, but you we will have to make sure everyone is out of the vicinity of where the explosion will happen." Myra sighed she was already thinking that, she didn't like being in the same place as her future self. "We can round up the angels if you two can get the explosives set up." Both Myra's said at the same time and giggled slightly, glancing at each other. "Just don't get into to much trouble." Myra smiled getting up on her tiptoes gently kissing her Doctor, it seemed that future Myra had done the same thing, but of course she had.

Both Myra's warned their Doctor's to stay out of trouble again before going off to start rounding up the angels and evacuate that part of the city, it couldn't be that hard and they trusted that they Doctors would get to them in time.





Both Myra's had got all of the angels in the planned spot, and had evacuated everyone who was close enough that they could be hurt. The group wasn't as big as they had originally assumed it was but that just proves how strong the angels are. "What's taking them so long? We can't st5ar at twenty statues for centuries!" Future Myra exclaimed crossing her arms in a little bit of annoyance. "Its two Doctors in one place. What else would you expect?" The other Myra answered.

The explosives were underground, they had made it so the signal to run would be a flare in the sky. When they spotted the flare they turned to go take cover, the explosion went off a little sooner than they had expected it to, the force of the blast knocking both of them over cutting they arms open and Myra was pretty sure spraining her wrist, but other than that they were unharmed.

"Come on, we need to get to the TARDIS." Myra went to help her other self up but quickly pulled her hand away not knowing what the consequences would be to touching herself. They made their way back to the TARDIS, the meeting point. both Myra's held their wrist up slightly with their other hand as they waited, the swelling already starting. They both laughed upon seeing their Doctors covered in dust and looking quite the mess. "We got them all." Myra smiled going over to her Doctor. "So, how do we end the Paradox?"





Once the Paradox was over Myra was back in the TARDIS with the Doctor. "We can't go anywhere without something drastic happening!" she said watching as the Doctor tended to her injured arm. "Ow!" she flinched from the pain in her wrist as the Doctor wrapped it. "Not so tight." When he was finished Myra brushed the last of the dust from his cheek with a tender smile, she kissed him letting it linger before pulling away from him resting her forehead on his keeping her eyes closed.

"We should go home." Myra whispered softly. "Make sure Jamie and Mum are okay." She let her eyes open for a moment before bringing their lips back together, just allowing the moment to continue.

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Both Doctors had hurried around, getting a flair and making sure everything was wired up properly. When Present Doctor set the flair the Other Doctor instantly hit the button. PD gave OD a bad look, growling in annoyance that he did that, seeing as that's what he wanted to do, but didn't say anything as they rushed off the building. They didn't look back at the large hole in the ground. When they were back at the TARDIS both of them worried over their Myra's. When PD's Myra reminded him there was a Paradox he frowned. You couldn't exactly end it, and it's not like he wanted to... He looked to OD, both of them having a frown on their face. "Don't worry, I remember this bit... Me and Myra will stay here," OD says. The Doctor gives both of them a smile and a nod as they go off to keep the land under protection.

When everything was all done, and the TARDIS was floating above the planet they were just in he smiled every time Myra kissed him. When she kissed him longer then he thought he put a hand on her cheek, also savoring the moment. After a little while he pulled away. "You're right, we probably should go check on them," He mumbled, cheeks a little red.

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At the sound of the TARDIS landing, Julia moved out of the house Jamie comfortably settled on her hip. She smiled seeing Myra and the Doctor step out, they were quite the pair. When Jamie saw Myra he started to fuss, Julia gently placed him on the ground watching him stumble over to Myra grabbing onto her as he had just started walking. Myra let got of the Doctor's hand scooping Jamie up ignoring the protest coming from her wrist. "Walking now are we? I bet your causing all kinds of trouble."

Myra walked over to her mother giving her a hug, she didn't see her step father and just assumed he wasn't happy to have her back as he had never quite liked Myra. When she stepped into the house he rolled his eyes which Myra ignored, she want and placed Jamie in front of his toys something her protested as she went back to the Doctors side. He quickly walked over to her grabbing onto her leg again. "Jamie, I can't hold you all the time." She said gently placing her hand on his head for a moment.

"So, what have you been up to?" Myra leaned against the Doctor shrugging. "A few Daleks here and there, some weeping angels." Julia walked over to her gently taking Myra's injured wrist. "And which one caused this?" Myra shook her head at her mother, Julia had been a nurse before Jamie was born. "Neither, that was caused by an explosion. Just a sprain Mum." Myra finally gave into Jamie as he started crying, she carefully picked him up, this time the pain in her wrist was a little to much so she switched which arm was holding him putting Jamie closer to the Doctor.

Jamie made an annoyed sound putting his hand on the Doctor pushing him, or trying to push him away from Myra. "Hey, none of that." Myra took Jamie's hand holding it, shaking her head at her brother.

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The Doctors lips pursed at both baby Jamie and Myra's step father. He didn't say much as Myra explained their adventures, and when Jamie pushed him away he gave Jamie a playful glare, booping him on the nose. "I have had a very long couple of days and I don't have time to deal with your over protective ways," The Doctor said to Jamie. His hair was a mess, as well as his clothing. It really had been a long day. All his other companions never wanted to stop at home, seeing as most of their family members were reluctant to let them go, so they never really stopped. Therefor he never had time to think about how tired he really was. He had yet to get his 4 hours of sleep that week, and it was starting to become noticeable.

"Mind if we stay here for a bit? I still have some fun things to show Myra. Hopefully, one day, we'll be able to go somewhere without having to run away from spiteful alien races," He smiled to Myra at the end, looking to Julia who had a slightly horrified face on. "But I make sure everything's safe... Kinda... But that's not the point, the point is the fun... I'm just digging myself into a bigger hole.. Right, I managed to fix Myra's wrist, but I didn't get to put any heat on it, so you should probably do that..."

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Myra glanced at the Doctor, he looked tired and he was acting tired. "I can do that later." Myra said in terms of her wrist, she placed Jamie down again going into the kitchen, she knew her mothers schedule a little to well but it was helpful in this case because she knew there would be tea in the kitchen. She poured a cup for the Doctor handing it to him. "After you finish that, you should go get some sleep." She whispered softly in his ear.

Myra picked Jamie up bringing him to his room settling him down for the night like she usually did, she quietly hummed him a lullaby pulling his blanket over his small body. She left the room leaving the door open a crack in case he woke up but Myra knew he wouldn't, Jamie slept through the night most of the time. "Did he go to the TARDIS?" Myra asked, her mother shook her head. "No, I directed him to your room." Myra kissed her mother on the cheek moving up the stairs and down the hallway to her bedroom, she had a fairly large room, queen size bed and lots of space. She smiled at the Doctor moving over to him.

"You really should sleep." She spoke softly resting a hand on his chest kissing him gently. "I feel like a Time lord grumpy because he hasn't slept isn't a good thing."

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"It's not a good thing, you never want a grumpy Time Lord. They're dangerous. Just like no one wants a grumpy human," He looks down to Myra. He had taken off his jacket and shoes, but left his suspenders hanging at his sides. He smiled to her, and started to run a hand through her hair, the other one behind his head. He really was tired, and just laying in this position made his eyes droop closed. "We can stay here for a few days," He sleepily mumbled. He didn't say much else, seeing as he was asleep by the time he finished his mumbles.

When The Doctor woke up, he was somehow under the covers, his shirt was untucked, and his suspenders were off and on the floor. His eyebrows furrowed together as he looked down at himself. His socks also managed to come off? The Doctor looked to the clock. They had gotten in around 8, and now it was 12. He'd gotten his full 4 hours of sleep for the week, which was nice, but he couldn't move... Looking over He saw that Myra was cuddled into his side, using his arm as a pillow. The Doctor smiled and rolled so he was facing her, and he pulled her closer, hugging her into a cocoon. The Doctor then softly planted a kiss on her temple, softly whispering, "I love you, Myra."

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When morning came around Myra awoke cocooned in the Doctors arms, she shifted slightly rubbing her eyes before opening them to look at him, she smiled sleepily leaning up kissing him good morning. She walked down the stairs into the kitchen yawning again picking up a note left on the counter. "Mum and Dad are out for most of the day, Jamie is still asleep in his crib. Looks like we are baby sitting." Myra said as he appeared in the kitchen, as if on cue Jamie started crying demanding to be let out from his crib, Myra rolled her eyes walking down the hall into the nursery picking the boy up. clearly he hadn't had a good night because he was grumpy beyond belief.

Myra carefully sat him in his high chair putting some cheerios in front of him. "You two need to get along." She warned looking between the two of them before starting to make breakfast.





Myra stood in front of the mirror gently running her fingers over the mark on her neck, proof of her intimacy with the Doctor last night, she wasn't quite sure how it happened but one thing led to another and it just happened, not that she was complaining at all. Either way they were planning on heading out again today, Myra grabbed a scarf putting it around her neck to hide the mark simply to stop questions from her mother she was to tired to answer.

She walked down the stairs to find the Doctor and Jamie actually getting along, she smiled at the sight before turning to her mother to give her a hug goodbye. "Why are you wearing a scarf? You never wear scarfs." Myra shrugged the question off. "Time for a change I suppose." Myra could picture the smirk that was probably on the Doctors face. "So, I will make sure we check in every once and a while." Myra said going to the Doctors side when he stood up. Once the goodbyes were said they made their way into the TARDIS, Myra smiled at the familiarity of the blue box, it was like a second home now.





It had been a few months, they had been to loads of different planets and nothing drastic had happened, surprisingly. Myra was ill often though but she blamed it on different things every time. She walked into the TARDIS console room after a particularly rough night with little sleep, she hadn't even bothered to get changed. The TARDIS hummed and Myra simply glared at the console feeling that she was being sarcastic in some form and Myra was not in the mood for any type of sarcasm, she wasn't in the mood for anything really.

She sat down in the chair without a word glancing over at the Doctor before laying her head down on the console, she wasn't feeling well, and she hadn't slept. She simply moaned in discomfort.