The Doctor And I

The Eleventh Hour - On an Isolation Scale Of 1-10, Leadworth is 11

Bailee's POV -

The Doctor, Amy and I started walking across town, looking for something inspirational to help us get Prisoner Zero off earth within twenty minutes.

"What is this place? Where am I?" The Doctor asks us.

"Leadworth." Amy replied shortly. I think she was quite annoyed with The Doctor and still hadn't forgiven him for twelve years of waiting. I know I hadn't.

"Where's the rest of it?" The Doctor asks, still trying to make conversation.

"This is it." Amy stated.

"Is there an airport?" He asked, still trying to make conversation.

"No."

"A nuclear power station?" He should just give up. When Amy's annoyed, nothing anybody can say will change her mood.

"No."

"Not even a little one?" He asks.

"No."

"Nearest town?"

Amy huffed loudly. "Gloucester. Half an hour by car"

"We don't have half an hour, do we have a car?"

I butt in before Amy can get any ruder. "Nope" I say, popping the 'p'.

"Well, that's good. Fantastic, that is. Twenty minutes to save the world and I've got a post office. And it's shut." The Doctor complains. Anger flares up inside of me. I grab The Doctor's arm and spin him round to face me. "Well if you maybe came back when you PROMISED, you'd have TWELVE YEARS AND TWENTY MINUTES." The Doctor looks shocked, probably because that's the longest sentence I've spoken to him, and the most passionate, in terms of conveying my emotions. Guilt and a bit of shame crosses his expression, and he decides to stop trying to make conversation. At last. Suddenly the world gets darker. A huge black disc covered the sun.

"What's happening? Why's it getting dark?" Amy asks. One of her only childhood fears was the dark, and although she's pretty much over it, she sometimes panic if the darkness is unexpected. "What's wrong with the sun?"

"Nothing. You're looking at it through a forcefield. They've sealed off your upper atmosphere. Now they're getting ready to boil the planet. Oh, and here they come. The human race. The end comes, as it was always going to, down a video phone." The Doctor answers.

"This isn't real, is it? This is some kind of big wind up." Amy asks. I wish I could be as hopeful, but I know it's real.

"Why would I wind you up?" The Doctor asks, confused.

"You told us you had a time machine." Amy said, looking for me to back her up. "But then we grew up."

The Doctor tried to talk Amy round. "Oh, you never want to do that. No. Hang on. Shut up. Wait. I missed it. I saw it and I missed it. What did I see? I saw. What did I see? I saw, I saw, I saw" There are people all over the village green taking photographs of the sun, and Amy's boyfriend Rory photographing the people. "Twenty minutes. I can do it. Twenty minutes, the planet burns. Run to your loved ones and say goodbye, or stay and help me."

Amy had had enough. She grabbed The Doctor by the arm and dragged him over to a car that had just pulled up, opened the door, and slammed his tie in, despite his protests. She took the keys off the owner, and persuaded him to go off to get a coffee. The Doctor looked at me for help, and I raised my eyebrows, signalling I had no part in this.

"Are you out of your mind?" He asks Amy.

"Who are you?" She retorted.

"You know who I am" he says.

"No. Who really are you." She demands, almost daring him to say something she wouldn't expect.

"Look at the sky. End of the world, 20 minutes." The Doctor says.

"Better talk quickly then." Amy is taking no nonsense from him.

"Bailee, please" The Doctor pleads. I can't choose his wishes over Amy's. But then he pulls the apple I gave him out of his pocket. It's still fresh, even though it's twelve years old. "Catch" he smiles at me. "I'm the Doctor. I'm a time traveller. Everything I told you twelve years ago is true. I'm real. What's happening in the sky is real, and if you don't let me go right now, everything you've ever known is over."

"I don't believe you." Amy says.

"Just twenty minutes. Just believe me for twenty minutes. Look at it. Fresh as the day Bailee gave it to me. And you know it's the same one. Amy, believe for twenty minutes." He pleads. I look at Amy and nod, and she gives in and unlocks the car.

"What do we do?" Amy sighs.

"Stop that nurse" he replies, running towards Rory. He grabs his phone off him.

"The sun's going out, and you're photographing a man and a dog. Why?"

Rory glances around and looks at Amy and me. Something clicks in his brain.

"Oh my gosh. It's him. Your raggedy Doctor."

"Just answer the question please" The Doctor asks.

"But it's you, The Doctor. The raggedy man." Rory splutters.

"Man and dog. Why. Tell me now." The Doctor presses.

"Sorry. Because he can't be there. He's -"

"In hospital in a coma" The Doctor finished off Rory's sentence.

"Yeah" Rory simply stated.

"Knew it. Multiform, you see? Disguise itself as anything, but it needs a life feed. A psychic link with a living but dormant mind." Right. So that's how he gets the appearances sorted. Now how to stop it happening I guess. The man barks at us again, standing across the road.

"Prisoner Zero" The Doctor announced. An eye like spaceship, a bit like the eye that came out of the crack in the wall all those years ago, comes down above us and hovers over the area.
"See, that ship up there is scanning this area for non-terrestrial technology. And nothing says non-terrestrial like a sonic screwdriver." The Doctor holds up his sonic and presses the button on it. Suddenly, making me jump out of my skin and straight into him, all the streetlights explode, the car alarms go off and a poor woman's mobility scooter zoom off down the road, and a fire engine goes past on its own, two tone blaring.

"I think someone's going to notice, don't you?" He asks me. Then his sonic screwdriver explodes. "No, no! No, don't do that!" He cried.

"Look, it's going." Rory helpfully observes, as the spaceship flies off.

"No, come back. He's here! Come back! He's here. Prisoner Zero is here. Come back, he's here! Prisoner Zero is" The Doctor shouts.
But somethings happening, Prisoner Zero goes squidgy and disappears down a drain cover.

"Doctor! The drain. It just sort of melted and went down the drain." I cry.

"Well, of course it did. It's hiding in human form. We need to drive it into the open. No Tardis, no screwdriver, seventeen minutes. Come on, think. Think!"