𝑫𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑬𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 ☆ The Glorious Series ｟ BOOK 2 ｠

Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS [Part 5 - FINAL]

Inside, TARDIS, Engine room...

Everyone ran through the door before nearly falling off a cliff ledge.

"We're outside." Clara breathed, glancing around as they backed away a bit from the edge.

"No." The Doctor shook his head, letting go of Lexi's hand. "We're still in the TARDIS."

"And there's no way across." Jupiter chimed in, cautiously peaking over the edge, only seeing a white and misty abyss of nothingness.

"Unfortunately, Jupiter dear, that's right." Lexi agreed, putting her hands on her hips as she began to pace.

"So what do we do?" Lucas questioned, crossing his arms. "I mean, I do believe it's time for a plan. So... Does anyone actually have one?"

The Doctor looked around at everyone. He saw his wife pacing, their daughter curiously looking over the edge of the cliff while continuing to cradle her injured wrist that looked like it was bruising more and more by the minute. And Sky just kept looking back and forth between his mother and sister.

The Doctor just sighed before looking back to Lucas. "Sorry, but it does not seem that anyone has a plan."

"Well, we're all dead then." Clara said, frowning as she walked up beside Lucas.

"Yes, we are." The Doctor agreed as he looked at the two friends. "So just tell us."

Lucas quirked an eyebrow. "Tell you what?"

"Well, there's no point now. We are about to die." He told them. "So, just tell us who you are."

Clara tilted her head. "You know who we are."

"No, we don't!" Lexi suddenly shouted in frustration, making everyone turn to look at her. "The Doctor and I look at you both every single day, and we don't understand a single thing about you. Why do we keep running into you?"

"Glorious, you invited us." Lucas reminded her, frowning. "You said–"

"No, no, no. You don't get it. It was before that." Lexi shook her head. "Lucas, a while back I met you on a seventeenth century pirate ship. There was a man there who was the Quartermaster, and he sacrificed his own life to save me. And he was you..." She took a couple of steps forward. "Then a little bit later I met you at a military space station called Demons Run. There was a soldier there who fought alongside me and my brother-in-law to help protect his and my sister's baby. That soldier pushed me out of the way and took a shot from a laser blast that was meant for me. He died in my arms... And he was you." She laughed sadly, glancing down at her feet before looking back up at Lucas and Clara. "And then, oh and then... Lucas, Clara, the Doctor and I met you both in the Dalek Asylum. There was a man and woman in a shipwreck, and they died saving our lives... And they were you."

Lucas looked at her with wide eyes. "I really don't think they were..."

"But, see, there was Victorian London as well." The Doctor spoke up. "There was a governess and tutor who were actually a barmaid and bartender, and we all fought the Great Intelligence together, they died, and it was our fault... And they were you."

"You're really freaking us out." Clara gulped nervously.

"Then what are you two?!" Lexi glared as she advanced on them. "Are you tricks?! Are you traps?!"

"We don't know what you're talking about!" Lucas exclaimed as he and Clara backed away from Lexi and the Doctor, almost falling off the edge of the cliff.

Sky and Jupiter watched worriedly as their parents quickly grabbed their respective companion's hands and pulled them into hugs.

"Alright. Alight." The Doctor said, pulling away from Clara. "You really don't, do you?"