𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬¹ ( Doctor Who )

✼ FOURTY FIVE

CHAPTER FOURTY-FIVE ➸ Let's Kill Hitler

Amy and Rory help the Time Lords stand up on their feet, wincing a bit as they groan and hiss in pain. Rory asked, "Okay, what do we do? How do we help you?"

     "Take these! The TARDIS can home in on them." Replied the Time Lord as he and Quinn got out their sonics and handed them over. Quinn winced in pain while Rory took her sonic and she said, "Now, go after her! She's River and psycho and loose during a time of nazi's, that is not a good combo."

     Rory is pushed to the window by the Doctor where he can see Melody approach a group of soldiers. The soldiers all aim their rifles at her while Melody stayed calm and confident.

     Amy helped the Time Lords towards the TARDIS, reminding them, "You said the smoke was deadly."

     "The smoke's fine." Replied Quinn.

     The Doctor added, "The poison will kill us first. Now, go after River!"

     "I don't understand, okay? One minute she's marrying you and the Doctor off and then she's killing you."

     Quinn shrugged. "Ah, she's just been brainwashed. Happens to us all! It makes sense to her."

     "Plus, she's a woman!" The Doctor added, which got him a glare from the Time Lady. "Ah, shut up, I'm dying."

     He entered the blue box, holding his hand out for Quinn. The raven haired sends her mother one last smile before taking the Time Lord's hand and disappearing into the TARDIS. The couple leaned against the doors to hold themselves up as they watched the smoke filled consul room for a moment.

     "Extractor fans on!" Yelled the Doctor, and immediately the fans began sucking out the smoke. Quinn tried to smirk but because of her pain it turned into more of a grimace, "Ah, so you do know where those are."

     "I'm more surprised that they work."

     "Oh, well, and that."

     The couple helped one another struggle over to the consul. After a little while, the Time Lord collapsed at the base of the consul, Quinn crouched down to help get him up but she went down herself moments later. "Oh!"

     "I'm shutting down," said the Doctor as he leaned against the railing. "How are you doing, darling?"

     "Oh, just fine. I think one of my lungs have stopped working."

     "Perfect."

     "Isn't it?"

     Quinn groaned and used all her upper body strength to crawl closer to the Doctor. She eventually laid down with her head resting on his chest, threading one of her hands with his. "We're going to need an interface," she mumbled. "Voice interface."