Stories Collide In Bizarre Ways

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‘Bingo!’ The Doctor said happily.

‘So what is it some sort of important piece of time travelling kit?’ Monroe asked feeling proud of himself, he puffed his chest out and gave a small glance Evelyn’s way, which didn’t go unnoticed by The Doctor.

Evelyn was too busy looking at everything the Tardis had to offer, she seemed to be devouring every inch of it with her eyes.

‘No actually, it’s just my watch, multi timezone though. I’ve been meaning to get it fixed for a while now. You did a very good job thankyou!’ The Doctor shouted his thankyou quite loudly despite the fact there wasn’t much noise.

Evelyn looked up and gave them both a small smile returning her gaze to the Tardis walls and the floors, all this was new too her and fascinating.

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Monroe punched the Alien that was running towards them hard, wolf strength coming from inside him. It knocked the creature clean out and threw him down to the ground hard. The aliens long snout like nose was completely crushed by the force his eyes had rolled back into his head. One thing was for sure it wasn’t getting back up from that.

‘Ok, that went a little too far.’ He said looking up at The Doctor and Evelyn a little ashamed.

Evelyn’s eyes were wide but not with fear, with intrigue and she seemed a little impressed.

‘Oops.’ The Doctor said a smiling crossing his face, he and Evelyn moved towards the alien looking over the damage to it’s face impressed. Evelyn stumbled over the aliens arm and peered closer at the crushed nose.

‘Oops, indeed.’ Evelyn said the last word coming out as more of an exhale then actually forming the word, she was impressed. Impressed at the strength, she wondered how much force it had taken to do that to someone. Monroe was a little more then interesting, he was a mystery she wanted to uncover.

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Monroe moved into his house, he felt a little bereft, what was he supposed to do now. How was he supposed to just carry on as normal? He was pretty sure he’d just fallen a little in love with a girl from the 1930’s and become good friends with a 900year old time traveller and now what? Now he was supposed to just go back to pilates and the cello?

He noticed a package on the floor, it hadn’t been there when he’d left he was sure of it. Monroe opened it slipping a finger under the edge of the brown wrapping to reveal a box, he opened it to find a small chest inside. A combination lock was looped on it. There was no code, Monroe looked at it curiously for a moment, the chest was engraved with two large letters E.C.

He knew the code, he opened it slowly and found inside there were hundreds of letters each one addresed to him, the same curly handwriting on each, a date and year in the corner.

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‘Evie?’ Ric shouted up the stairs.

‘I’m in the study.’ she replied lazily a smile crossing her face as she signed the letter.

‘Writing letters again? Will I ever meet this mysterious friend of yours?’ he asked her.

‘Oh, I doubt it.’ Evelyn replied, he kissed her cheek lovingly. He moved away from her fingers tracing the globe on the side table.Evelyn finished addressing the letter, she gave it a small kiss and placed it into the chest she kept in the lower draw.

‘Mom! Dad! Uncle Johns back!’ Alex shouted from somewhere outside the study.

‘Here we go again.’ Ric smiled rolling his eyes at Evelyn. He kissed her forehead lightly and left the study. Evelyn closed the draw slowly, she sighed and before leaving the room she walked too the window and looked up at the stars for a moment. She blew a kiss up at them and turned to leave allowing a smile to cross her face.

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They went down in his book of stories, The Clockmaker and The Librarian.

He never forgot a companion, he might not remember every adventure, every twist and turn, he remembered every companion though, every single one of them.

Sometimes he would be completely lost in thought and he’d remember Evelyn and Monroe, he’d smile as he remembered the look of sheer wonderment on her face as she explored the Tardis, as he told her about the planet they were going to. He smiled as he remembered how excited Monroe had gotten by the simple watch he had asked him to fix. How he, despite his nature had certainly been the more level headed of the three.

He remembered hearing about their exploits through the grapevine. Evelyn had gone on to save the world countless times from mummies, and myth. Monroe had gone against his very nature to help a natural enemy and the town of Portland.

He never contacted them again, aware as he was of their efforts to contact him on several occasions. He wanted them to live and be happy so he stayed away. Even in those moments of loneliness, he did as he always would do and stayed alone, just him, that mad man and his bigger on the inside blue box.

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‘Don’t stop playing please.’ Evelyn said as Monroe stopped on the cello, he sighed as though annoyed and Evelyn scrunched her face up in annoyance that made him smile.

‘It’s all very exciting this isn’t it?’ She said, ‘I mean, really a spaceship!’ Monroe simply nodded, she didn’t know if he was unsure what to say and filled the silence.

‘Your very talented, my friend tried to teach me now to play the piano once.’

‘It’s not to difficult it just takes practice.’ He smiled at her. ‘I can show you if you like.’ he said, Evelyn moved towards him her eyes wide at the prospect of learning something new, he liked it when she did that.

‘Here,’ he gestured for her to sit down and held the cello in front of her. ‘Like this.’ he said showing her how to hold it correctly, he was behind her and caught the scent coming off her neck. He attempted to breathe deeply, a mistake. What was he doing? Monroe you’re a glutton for punishment he told himself.

‘So, you like to learn.’ Monroe said, he felt like hitting himself in the face, it had come out garbled and wrong and sounded idiotic.’Like this.’ he said moving her hand, her skin felt smooth and soft beneath his hand. Adrenaline began to spread through his body.

‘Oh yes, anything and everything, the eygptians though they’re the thing that’s always fascinated me.’ She said turning her head so it wasn’t too far from his face.

‘Really?’ Monroe asked her the word catching in his throat as he gulped.

‘Always.’ she replied enthusiasm in her voice, she moved her face closer like this was some guarded fact, something that needed whispering. She seemed oblivious to the effect she was having on him, he watched her intently for a moment as she tore those deep brown eyes away from him, he wanted to see them again, he wanted to hold her face in his hands and kiss her. He wanted to love her, everything about her planted ideas in his head, made him think of things he’d managed to supress, things he usually tried to avoid because it was painful. Evelyn was smart, she had an inherant vulnerability though and it stirred something inside him he wanted to take care of her and love her. He wanted to indulge every aspect of her wanting for knowledge, he wanted to buy her books and then sit in front of a fire while she read them, then he would take her face in his hands and kiss her and they’d…. Monroe shook his head, his face flushing at the fantasy he’d been dreaming up. 

‘So you found the music room!’ The Doctor cried from the doorway beaming and clapping his hands together. Monroe looked away blushing and shifted uncomfortably the scent of Evelyn still clinging to him.

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‘You are making a big mistake.’ The Doctor said to the men holding them hostage, he was the only one with a gun.

‘Oh yeah boy? What you gunna do, shoot me I shoot your friends?’ The man cried letting out a high laugh.

‘See there’s one thing, one thing you never, never ever put in a trap.’ he said. the man cocked his head as The Doctor moved the gun upwards rather then leaving it trained on his head.

‘Me!’ he cried and a shot rand out.

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