Beating the Universe at it's own Game

[fifthdoctor]

The Doctor pushed through the doors of the police precinct and walked off in the direction where he'd parked the TARDIS, hands jammed in his pockets. He was still kicking himself for getting involved as he heard his strange new companion trotting along behind him. Couldn't just stay incognito, could you, he told himself. Now he was stuck with returning this Sam Tyler character (ovr_teh_rainbow) back to the very dull year of 2009.

He did dislike using the Tardis as a taxi service. Maybe he was getting soft in his old age...

The Tardis was where he'd left it in an alley, standing ready and waiting for him. The Doctor smiled, she always looked like home to him no matter where he was.
He fumbled with the keys, looking around to make sure they weren't being watched as he worked on unlocking the door.

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Looking straight at the Doctor, Sam contemplated what was said. He already knew this in his own way, but he still had to try. The Doctor had left an opening for rebuttal and in his usual manner, he blurted out his reply.

"Well, you know if we do go back to just prior of my accident, you can see what really happened. How about five minutes before and I swear I won't do anything unless you say its ok. Don't you want to know what happened and make sure it doesn't happen again?"

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The Doctor opened his mouth to protest, knowing full well what his so called "duties" as a timelord were...but he stopped...

This could happen again, and if someone was grabbing people and sticking them into other times...

He eyed Sam, not wanting to trust him...couldn't trust him...

Reminded him of Turlough in a lot of ways. He sighed inwardly but outwardly he fixed Sam with a look. "...ok, but you break that promise and...I'll be very upset. Very."

Let his hand down on the controls again and the Tardis started it's shaky noisy dematerialization pattern. "Hang on, be there in a tick..."

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Blinking, eyes went wide, and a happier more estranged looking grin there never was, when Sam got the go ahead. He clapped once, palms staying together for a short second or two before parting. Pointer fingers blazing, one thumb cocked and he winked.

"Great! Thanks, oh man, you won't regret it! Ok, so how does this thing ...?" Before he could finish the sentence, Sam heard before he felt the slight movements. He knew for sure that if he tried to figure out how it all worked, this machine, his head just might explode. Literally.

Making sure he stayed seated, Sam tried to envision his past, the exact spot in front of the apartment building. It would be logical that they would end up right there, just waiting for the accident to happen.

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