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Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse and Jeremy 55-corrected copy DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 55 Jeremy's body was turned to stone in the Doctor's arms, yet the Doctor remained sprawled on the ground, holding him. Crying tears. Jesse moved toward the stop of the steps, *quot;Oh my God!*quot; A Cyberman was there. But it looked different from the one he saw. It seemed to have a cloth face and metallic rails on its neck leading to its head. *quot;Do not attempt to come up the steps!*quot; Jesse didn't have any choice, *quot;You're not real!*quot; He reached to the Cyberman's pointed and pointy finger and pulled the hand. He shoved and pulled and pulled and shoved. The Cyberman fell off the top of the steps and screamed. Jesse turned from watching it hit the bottom, where it was blown to pieces... and flesh... *quot;It seemed to be unreal like a fictional version of the real thing... but who's controlling it?*quot; *quot;I am!*quot; *quot;Not you again!*quot; *quot;Yes me, famous fan fic...I mean, famous Television Writer, Margie Lowpay.*quot; *quot;It can't be you!*quot; *quot;It is.*quot; *quot;No, I mean it. It can't. We saw you die. We watched as you were exterminated by the Daleks. Good thing, too.*quot; Margie grew angry. *quot;Flame!*quot; *quot;No, it was more a negative effect ray blast. So you see, you're dead. I mean I'm sorry you're dead but it was either you or the audience that was brave enough to watch your awful stories on that fake show THE MEDIC. I mean, anyone watching that underwhelming, overblown, fake dialoged tripe...really, it's not like the Doctor's life at all, is it?*quot; *quot;You shall die!*quot; Margie came at him with a lap top but Jesse sidestepped her and she fell over his foot and down the steps. *quot;Oh my God, what is going on here?*quot; Jesse looked down as Margie vanished below, crashing down the steps, one step at a time, yelling. Jesse shrugged. He soon found himself at the top of the steps. There was a row of computers, giant old fashioned computers. *quot;You gotta be shitting me,*quot; he said. In front of them and behind a 17th Century wooden desk was an equally old fashioned ancient chair. Sprouting from the back of the chair was a wired up post that held a hat like device. And on the desk was a small scanner, not unlike some of the smaller TV set scanners in the TARDIS. He watched as the Doctor was on that screen. Jesse saw what happened to Jeremy. The Doctor ignored Zorro and the Gorgon. He hugged Jeremy. *quot;Oh no! I...I can' t take this...I'm...*quot; *quot;Not your fault...*quot; Jeremy gasped, *quot;Not at all...I wanted to ...love you...love Jesse, love you both...tell Jesse to stay with you, I said...so...traveling with you is...fantastic...love itself...*quot; Jeremy laid his head on the Doctor's chest and closed his eyes. Blood came from his mouth. The snakes were hissing behind him. The Doctor didn't look up. The Doctor put his head on Jeremy's head and cried. Tears came from his eyes. *quot;Noo, no, no, no. No, you can't die. You just can't. I won't allow it, you understand? You will not be dead!*quot; *quot;He's already dead, you fool!*quot; The Medusa turned into the first Master. *quot; And you're next...*quot; He raised his Tissue Compressor...behind the Doctor, Zorro rose, this time with a knife ready to stab into the Doctor's back, the knife being held on high, and the other more inhuman Gorgon moved in, eyes without pupils, snakes hissing and rattling... The Doctor cradled Jeremy, *quot;He is, isn't he?*quot; He talked slowly, *quot;He is dead...*quot; He put his head into Jeremy's face and kissed his lips, getting blood on his mouth... *quot;Goodbye...goodbye my love...my one true love...*quot; Jesse tried to hold back the hurt he felt, even jealousy, something he had never felt before where and when the Doctor and Jeremy were concerned. He held his head back, felt his Adam Apple rising and falling, words stuck in his throat. He nodded as if he knew this and accepted it, even if in a bitter pill kind of way. But the hollowness in his chest and stomach butterflies arriving told a different story. Jesse swallowed. He looked down and saw the scroll coming from a printer attached to the computer banks behind him with huge black wires. He took a microphone, *quot;Doctor...Doctor...*quot; *quot;Jesse, be careful! You're...well, you must be in the Control Room...*quot; The Doctor blinked. He kissed Jeremy's cheek as Jesse watched but he felt only cold stone, marble. *quot;Jesse, this is the Land of Fiction...*quot; *quot;Really? Why didn't you tell me that, I would have never known...*quot; *quot;No, it really is the Land of Fiction, created for entertainment for themselves and the human race, the fuckers grew bored of it and...*quot; *quot;Doctor, I...I was being sarcastic...*quot; Jesse wiped his arm across his face and wiped away his own tears. *quot;I figured it out a long time ago, I mean giant Cyclops, toy soldiers, and just about all of your old enemies running around... Axons, Autons, Ice Warriors, Rutans, the Master...*quot; The Doctor put his head on Jeremy's marble shoulder, tears streaming down his face, *quot;But Jesse...oh, I must tell you, that they can kill you just as sure as the real ones. If not moreso because they seem like fictional versions of themselves and therefore seem not as dangerous...*quot; *quot;Doctor, I think I found a way...*quot; *quot;Is there...is there...a chair there?*quot; *quot;Yes but Doctor, Jeremy....*quot; *quot;Who's in it? A young boy named Jason? Anyone?*quot; *quot;No, it's empty, Doc.*quot; Jesse looked around and under the console. He found a skeleton. He looked away. *quot;I think there was someone here...but he's ahh, quite dead by now...*quot; *quot;Then that's what's happening. There's no writer in the control room, Jason 's been returned home by me, anyone else that was there is dead, and no one' s in control of this land. It...without the Time Lords to keep the Land separate from our reality...it's not only seeped in again and again to our world but it's writing itself, good, bad, indifferent, emotional...it's got no one in charge and that's worse...it's just about insane with itself...*quot; He sobbed in between words but soon The Doctor found himself wracked with uncontrollable sobs. He couldn't talk now. *quot;Are...are yo...*quot; His stomach wracked his body with despairing shakes but he found the words and shoved them up his own throat, *quot;... you in danger?*quot; *quot;I heard what you said Doctor...*quot; Jesse forced out somehow. *quot;Wha?*quot; The Doctor tried to rub his tears away but couldn't. *quot;Jeremy.*quot; Jesse's words stuck in his mouth and tears rolled down his eyes to cover his lips and found taste in his mouth. Salty. His chin dripped soon enough. *quot;I love him, too. And I guess I always knew you...you loved him more than me. I guess I loved you both the same and yet I knew that he was specialer than me...*quot; *quot;Jesse. What do you mean? I said that but I meant...*quot; *quot;I know what you meant, Doctor,*quot; Jesse forced a smile, *quot;And I get it.*quot; *quot;No, no, no, no, no. I meant...I think of you both as one. One love. My one true love is both of you. Understand?*quot; When there was no answer the Doctor called to him again. *quot;Jesse, what are you doing? Jesse, bursa escort bayan answer me! I can't lose you too!*quot; Jesse looked at the scroll and saw a pad and pencil attached to the scroll, the pad under it and the pencil a computerized one. He sat down. *quot;Thus Conan the Adventurer, lean and muscled, not one once of fat...penis head poking up from his loin cloth, which was one size or two too small for him and...golly, I wanna put my man sword in him myself...he's fucking hot...gotta concentrate... Conan the Adventurer came...and he stood over the Doctor with a great broad sword and swung it back. He heaved it back, back and then forward...heavy hit. He cut off the head of the Master and that vile head rolled as it hit the ground...it turned back into the Medusa head. Snakes fell out of the hair and seemed to melt. With the same swing, he cut off the head of the Gorgon and Zorro, who was to his side, trying to knife the Doctor...most unsuccessfully trying to knife the Doctor...*quot; The Doctor looked up and saw Conan. *quot;You? You remind me of one of my former companions...*quot; Conan looked at him, *quot;Great big warrior?*quot; *quot;He was once but mostly he was a cute little Penquin...*quot; *quot;A shape changer? By Crom, I'll not get mixed up with that or any of you but good luck. Good luck, Doctor.*quot; Conan put his sword over his shoulder and walked off. *quot;Jesse? What are you doing?*quot; The Doctor realized. *quot;No, don't do that!*quot; Jesse was already under the hat and writing the story. *quot;Do what?*quot; *quot;Jesse, I order to you to get out of that chair!*quot; *quot;No, no more orders, Doctor...*quot; Jesse said, *quot;Besides, it's too late. I'm already in the chair...*quot; *quot;But you'll be there forever!*quot; The Doctor cried. His tears flowed even more easily now, meeting under his chin, dripping down further. Over his chest. He stood Jeremy up, the statue. He leaned on the boy, putting his arms around the boy's neck and shoulders, his head bent on the chest. *quot;I've lost you both now.*quot; *quot;I have to do this, Doctor, for him. I can save him you know. And for you. I have to do this for you, too.*quot; *quot;I'm coming to get you out of there!*quot; *quot;No, don't! Stay where you are. I need you and Jeremy needs you right where you are! Don't you move!*quot; Jesse wrote: *quot;The tears had already come from the Doctor's eyes. But there was more. Floods more. Unending tears. The Doctor knew now that he could cry. The Doctor's tears flowed freely and they meant everything to both Jeremy and this author. The tears that came, the faith contained in them, the love... they hit the neck of Jeremy and as the Doctor raised his mouth to Jeremy for one last kiss, he wet down the boy's face as well. The tears cascaded over the stone cold bare chest...this new statue of David...rivaling even that masterpiece...the water went to the stomach wound...and the stomach was now flesh and the wound closed when the tears entered it. The hot shallow belly button reappeared and the blood red hole was gone, reforming almost silently but with some squishy sounds. Jeremy's lips became the thick fleshy affairs that they were ...*quot; Jesse found he had to stop to try to clear his eyes from water. Tears wet down the pages as he wrote. *quot;Damn.*quot; But he continued to write: *quot;The stone pulled back as though a penis coming from the uncurling foreskin...*quot; The Doctor kissed thick human lips. *quot;Warm...*quot; He looked into the eyes of Jeremy. *quot;Blue.*quot; He grabbed Jeremy's head by each side and then his cheeks and he kissed Jeremy again and deeper and found the human mouth, now un-statued. Jesse watched and cried some more. The scanner showed him the Doctor hugging Jeremy tightly, pulling him to himself and wrapping his arms around the boy. *quot;Jeremy!*quot; *quot;You're alive!*quot; Jeremy blinked, *quot;Just...*quot; *quot;Oh my God! Thank you! Thank you, God.*quot; Jeremy shook his head. But the Doctor kissed his forehead, his nose, his lips. He fell on the boy's neck and kissed that too and licked. He went to the nipples and sucked them to hardness. *quot;Not too hard,*quot; the Doctor pulled back and looked down, put his head down to the boy's rippled belly. He saw the navel intact and whole. *quot;Fantastic!*quot; He stuck his tongue in the navel and cleaned it out. *quot;You...you're alive!*quot; Jeremy looked down at his burgeoning dick which stuck out of his sweat pants top. *quot;More than you know...*quot; The Doctor lip bit Jeremy's belly around the navel and sucked the navel. He sprang up and looked at Jeremy again. He held his head again. He hugged him again. *quot;Oh my God...*quot; Jeremy pulled back, *quot;I thought I...was a goner...*quot; *quot;You were. You died.*quot; *quot;What?*quot; *quot;What was it like?*quot; *quot;I don't...wait. I do.*quot; He spoke slower, *quot;There was this whole after life thing going on. It's like everyone who ever died told...white lights, tunnel, spirit, gates of heaven. It was...marvelous...*quot; The Doctor's eyes teared up some more, *quot;Really? Wonders never cease...*quot; He held Jeremy's ears. *quot;Someone met me at the end of that light.*quot; Jeremy stopped for more recovered thoughts and cocked his head. A beat. *quot;Doctor, that someone told me it was not my time. He stood by the gates...they were open if I wanted them to be. I wanted to go through them so much but I ...I had more to do here...*quot; *quot;Thank God. What more?*quot; *quot;I had to be here for you. Protect your faith...*quot; *quot;Coming back from the dead is a good way to do that...*quot; *quot;I had to come back. I had to be with you more. You and Jesse...my love...but..*quot; *quot;What is it?*quot; *quot;Where is he, Doctor? Where's Jesse?*quot; The Doctor let go of Jeremy's head and dropped his arms and turned away. He dropped his head. Jeremy became worried, *quot;Doctor? Doctor, what is it? Where IS he?*quot; *quot;We'll never be able to travel with Jesse again, Jeremy.*quot; *quot;What? Why? What IS going on?*quot; *quot;This is the Land of Fiction, Jeremy.*quot; *quot;No shit...*quot; *quot;Sarcasm?*quot; The Doctor turned back to the bare-chested beauty. *quot;Yeah, detected that, have you?*quot; Jeremy smiled. *quot;Oh my God, let me look at you!*quot; The Doctor put his hands around Jeremy's waist. Jeremy smiled and put his hands over the Doctor's, *quot;Doctor...Doctor...*quot; He kissed the Doctor's neck now but then pulled away, *quot;Jesse...Doctor...*quot; *quot;My 2nd self came here, once, by accident, with Jamie and Zoey. A man that was called the Master of the land of fiction was an old man from 1926,*quot; *quot;Is that the time we're in?*quot; *quot;It's possible. It's also possible that we are in no time. Time's End. Timeless space if it is space. We seem to be in a land that's out of time and space altogether. But I digress...*quot; *quot;Sorry.*quot; *quot;Don't be. I love everything you say and everything you ask.*quot; Sitting behind the controls and looking at the scanner, Jesse watching, smiled. *quot;Me, too.*quot; *quot;He was a famous author of boys' stories...*quot; *quot;A man after my own heart...*quot; *quot;Yes, mine too, both of them. He wrote for the Ensign Magazine. He vanished from his home...the aliens, I'm not sure If they were the Gods Of Ragnorak, those who created this place...or other aliens used by them...kidnapped him to be the writer nilüfer escort here. When I took him back home, away from this place...the land was gone but it was recreated by that stupid Meddling Monk and he kidnapped an adolescent to be the new Writer...a kid named Jason from 20th century Earth...the Monk had been fiddling with my own personal past...*quot; *quot;That's the way to keep it focused on me, Doctor,*quot; Jesse yawned. *quot;...myself, , y 7th persona,*quot; the Doctor said, using the Scottish blurs of his 7th self and stressing the Rs, *quot;Ace, and Benny just escaped with our lives using tricks and some of Jason's own power from him. I had the Time Lords set up a barrier around the land of fiction so that it could not effect us again and some time later I stopped the Monk with a lot of trouble from doing his evil upon me and my companions, He even tried to use Ace against me...*quot; Jesse had his head back and was snoring. Asleep. *quot;What's this got to do with...?*quot; *quot;Well, energy from the Land seeped through the barrier. Through a flaw in the universe. Caused all sorts of trouble with my dreams, my companions Benny, Chris, Roz and Melanie Bush...*quot; *quot;Bush? Ewl...*quot; Both Jeremy and Jesse said. Or rather Jesse would have said if he were awake. IN his dream he flinched and made a *quot;grossed out*quot; face. The Doctor ignored Jeremy's comment, *quot;Even the... the universe...*quot; *quot;It's always the universe isn't it?*quot; Jeremy asked. He sighed. *quot;The Time Lords, they really were a useless bunch,*quot; Jeremy said and he could see as soon as he said it, that the Doctor was hurt by it. His face showed that he still stung from the Time Wars and his part in them and the fact that his people and his family were all gone from it. *quot;Oh, I didn't mean in the normal sense...*quot; *quot;Thanks, that helps a lot...*quot; The Doctor smiled. *quot;They were though. Useless bunch...*quot; He smiled. *quot;Still, a lot of them, I liked...*quot; *quot;Yeah me too. I mean I would have if they had survived the Time Wars...*quot; Jesse woke up, startled, and then looked at the screen. He then realized again what was going on. *quot;Oh God, will you two get on with the explanations... fuck, I'm going to write it myself...*quot; *quot;We heard that,*quot; Jeremy laughed. *quot;You were meant to.*quot; *quot;Doctor...*quot; *quot;He'll be in that chair until he dies, Jeremy.*quot; *quot;We've got to do something!*quot; *quot;There's nothing we can do.*quot; *quot;Tell me more about this...this fucked up place.*quot; *quot;When I realized what happened, I battled Jason again and fought my fictional self Doctor Who...*quot; Jesse and Jeremy both laughed. The Doctor cleared his throat and went on. *quot;I then made Jason my ally and companion for a short time and brought him back home...I think to 1993...*quot; Jeremy wondered, *quot;Is that the year we are in?*quot; *quot;It doesn't matter!*quot; Jesse and the Doctor both yelled. *quot;Okay, okay!*quot; Jeremy gasped, putting his hands up. *quot;And in 2001 or was it 4000? Doesn't matter,*quot; the Doctor added, *quot;He tried to get revenge on me in a way. Before I made him my friend again. He just wanted to seek out injustice, raise rebel armies, and beat up green monsters, flirt with warrior women...*quot; *quot;Except for that last bit, sounds exactly like us...*quot; Jeremy smiled. Jesse: *quot;Sigh. Even writing their dialog is difficult because they're writing themselves, even inside my head! Argghh! Get on with it!*quot; *quot;To make a long story short...*quot; *quot;Or a short story long?*quot; Jeremy joked. Jesse pointed at the scanner, *quot;Yeah, that one, that one!*quot; *quot;When the land of fiction was closed off by the Time Lords, it could do no harm to anyone. Couldn't even really look for a replacement for Jason...I closed off the seepage but forgot, when the Time Lords were destroyed over and over again in the Time Wars, there was no longer a look over the land of fiction... and my memory was played with so many times before and during the Time Wars... not that before and during mean anything in Time Wars...that I forgot...about it... apparently it's been just working and writing WITHOUT a writer. That's why it is so erratic...good one moment... *quot; *quot;The great sex...*quot; Jeremy said, *quot;I had...almost had...uh, uh....*quot; *quot;It's all right. We have an open understanding, the three of us...*quot; Jeremy frowned, *quot;Just two now?*quot; *quot;I'm afraid so. Jesse took that mantle knowing that in saving you...and hence my life through you...he'd be making the sacrifice of having to stay in that chair for the rest of his life. It will provide food and water for him but he can never leave unless someone takes his place...*quot; *quot;That's it, then, I'm taking his place...*quot; *quot;Oh no, you're not!*quot; Jesse called down to them, *quot;I've closed off this area so you can never get to it...*quot; He looked as the Doctor turned toward the TARDIS, which Jesse made reform and appear near the pair. *quot;And not even with the TARDIS...now, get out of here, the pair of you. Get in that big blue box and dematerialize and don't look back...I'm...I'll have fun here...I can do whatever I like...*quot; Jeremy's eyes now filled with tears. *quot;That sitting there, that will just kill him...*quot; *quot;I know,*quot; the Doctor said, his eyes filling up also. *quot;Look just go!*quot; Jesse yelled. *quot;Leave!*quot; *quot;No!*quot; Jeremy yelled, *quot;No fucking way!*quot; *quot;My sentiments exactly,*quot; the Doctor stated, flatly and then drew himself up to his full height, put his hands on Jeremy's shoulders, then tapped Jeremy 's nose with his right pointer finger. *quot;There's nothing you can do!*quot; Jesse said. *quot;Nothing!*quot; *quot;Then we'll stay too,*quot; Jeremy said. *quot;And become fiction with you.*quot; The Doctor nodded, *quot;It's the only way.*quot; *quot;Doctor, you CAN'T do that!*quot; Jesse yelled, *quot;You can't. The universe, universes, multiverses, they all need you.*quot; *quot;Well, I need YOU!*quot; The Doctor yelled and turned from Jeremy, *quot;Just as much as I need Jeremy and the Tardis...! I NEED YOU!!!!*quot; *quot;Get the fuck out of here!*quot; Jesse said, *quot;I don't want you here. I'm ...I' m tired of you both anyway, go!!*quot; *quot;We don't believe you! AND we're not leaving!*quot; Jeremy yelled. *quot;I...*quot; Jesse looked at the pen he held in his hand. *quot;I can make you leave. I will make you leave.*quot; *quot;Not without you.*quot; *quot;What?*quot; Jesse turned, *quot;Who said that?*quot; *quot;What's going on?*quot; The Doctor asked, *quot;Who's there?*quot; *quot;Shut up a second and I'll let you know!*quot; Jesse yelled. *quot;You know...*quot; The Doctor gripped Jeremy's sweat pants' white ties and pulled them tight, making Jeremy squirm a bit and laugh, *quot;...there are times he reminds me of my tetchy first self!*quot; *quot;Who? Who are you?*quot; Jesse asked. *quot;That...that's not possible...*quot; *quot;You will not stay here.*quot; Gentle hands lifted the cap from Jesse's blond head. Jesse looked at it. *quot;Get up.*quot; *quot;But...*quot; *quot;Don't make me say it twice.*quot; A feminine voice. But from a male. Jesse stood and looked at the new arrival. *quot;Where did you come from?*quot; *quot;Wherever I want to.*quot; *quot;Is it Jason?*quot; The Doctor yelled. *quot;Will you shut up?*quot; Jesse yelled, *quot;I*quot;ll fill you in later...*quot; *quot;I certainly hope so...if we get out of this mess.*quot; *quot;Fill me in too?*quot; Jeremy asked. *quot;Jeremy, türbanlı escort you shut up, too,*quot; Jesse yelled. The boy moved his hands to Jesse 's upper arms and moved Jesse out of the way of the chair and he moved to sit in it. Jesse tried to block him, *quot;You can't. It...*quot; Jesse pointed at the boy, *quot;I know who you are now.*quot; *quot;You do?*quot; *quot;Yes, the way you look...*quot; *quot;I can look any way I want to.*quot; The boy had a part in his hair, long, long hair. One side of his hair was completely white, the other fine black. One pupil was black, the other white. His lips were flesh colored as was his skin. On one hand he had black nail polish, the other white. He wore a shirt that was half white on one side and half black on the other. And a cape, just the same but the black and white were not on separate sides. The clothes were white and black, for instance, his shirt was black on the left side, white on the right; his pants were black on the right side and white on the left. His boots were white on the right side and black on the left. *quot;Look into my eyes ...*quot; Jesse did so. The eyes changed to blue. The hair changed to bright red. The boy had freckles now. *quot;You....you're the son of the Black and White Guardian, aren't you?*quot; The boy smiled, *quot;Yes. I am.*quot; He lifted Jesse by his hips and moved him aside easily. *quot;I can do just about anything.*quot; He sat down. Jesse jumped to stop him but decided to jump back from that jump. *quot;But you' ll have to stay here forever...*quot; *quot;I love to write. As a confused being, neither light nor dark, neither evil nor great...*quot; Jesse looked at him, *quot;I think...I think you are great...*quot; He smiled. The boy smiled. *quot;When I was born...I had no family but you, the Doctor and Jeremy aside from my fathers and my non human grandparents. It was most confusing. I followed your travels and questioned your motives and movements. I watched. I like you three. You are like my family.*quot; *quot;Glad we are,*quot; Jesse smiled. *quot;But staying here?*quot; *quot;My imagination has grown because of you three, your little Robot Dog, who' s safely in the TARDIS by now, by the way. And your TARDIS and your allies and even your enemies. You have given me thoughts, fun thoughts, dark thoughts, good and bad, love and hate, life and death. I do this to relieve you of your burden of staying here. The Doctor and the universe will have no further threat from this marvelous land of fiction. I shall control it. I shall keep it in line, so to speak. When I was born, I tried to fight my nature as my fathers before me tried. And failed. As they did, I did. But now I can accept my nature.*quot; *quot;Still but to stay here...?*quot; The boy vanished. The pen wrote. The boy appeared. *quot;See?*quot; *quot;I did. I do. No, I don't. Yes. No. Yeah, but wha?*quot; *quot;You are the funny one...*quot; *quot;Yeah a barrel of laughs...down the Niagara Falls ...*quot; The boy smiled, pearly white teeth, black tongue. *quot;I can come and go from this Land as I see fit. I can do so and still control it. I can write even when I'm not here. I can be in two places at once...*quot; he demonstrated. Jesse turned to see the boy sitting on the steps and in the chair at the same time. *quot; Or I can be in two times at once or not even be here at all but still control this land...*quot; *quot;JESSE!*quot; The Doctor ran up the steps, with Jeremy following closely behind him. *quot;JESSE!*quot; Jesse turned and the Doctor hit him full on with a major hug. He rubbed Jesse 's back. Jesse hugged the Doctor tightly. *quot;You...*quot; *quot;You were willing to give up everything for me and Jeremy...*quot; The Doctor put his head on Jesse's neck and kissed him. He rubbed his back and up to the shoulders and back down to around to the front to the ribs. Jeremy came to them and hugged them both, taking them both in. The boy watched, puzzled for a short time. He smiled at them. *quot;I like your shows of affection. It is what makes you three so special...even among the other Doctors...*quot; *quot;Are you sure about this?*quot; Jeremy turned to him and knelt down to the boy in the chair. The boy nodded and seemed innocent and younger than he was. *quot;I am sure. Uh uh.*quot; Jeremy smiled and rose up and kissed the boy's cheek. *quot;Thank you. We owe you everything.*quot; *quot;Nothing. I owe you my own emotion, my own core if you will to you three. You were there for me. Without following the three of you I would not be love. I would be nothing but a tumble of confusion and worry and impotent rage and laziness. I would get nothing done with my own life. This way I can imagine, I can write, I can be, I can fly, I can live...*quot; *quot;You...*quot; the Doctor came to the boy and Jeremy moved aside, went to Jesse and kissed him on the mouth deeply. The Doctor took the boy's hands, *quot;I do owe you. No one's really done anything like this for me before, not out of love ...*quot; *quot;I love my family...*quot; the boy stated, *quot;Now go. Your physical selves and this land do not always mix well and it wants you to stay...it likes you. It wants you not out of malice but out of desire to keep you here in adventures...so you must leave now.*quot; The Doctor turned, put his hands around both his companions' backs and ushered them toward the steps, *quot;Time to leave, boys...*quot; the Doctor whirled back to the boy and the others looked at him, too. *quot;Visit us any time, any place, any where, even inside the TARDIS, I know you can get inside it, and there aren 't many who can do that...*quot; The boy brightened, *quot;Thanks, Doctor...*quot; *quot;Thank you!*quot; *quot;It's so good to meet another caring human...*quot; Jeremy started. The boy turned to them, *quot;I'm not human...*quot; *quot;Yes, I know, slip of the, eh, tongue,*quot; Jeremy looked at Jesse and Jesse winked at him. *quot;Down the steps...*quot; The Doctor said. *quot;No need,*quot; the boy said and waved his hand. The TARDIS materialized quickly and not in its normal manner. It was there in the control room. *quot;Benjamie and K9 are waiting for you inside. I thought about making the TARDIS a giant puzzle that the five of you had to put back together....*quot; The Doctor went to the boy and leaned in to him, *quot;Been there, done that...wasn 't fun...*quot; The boy smiled, *quot;...but I thought you've all been through enough...*quot; *quot;We have, thanks,*quot; Jeremy smiled back at the boy. The Doctor patted the boy on the head and kissed his cheek, *quot;Fair well, as I know you shall.*quot; The Doctor opened the door and the three of them went inside, turning back in their stride to look at the boy one more time. He waved at them. The doors closed and the TARDIS took off. The boy watched it vanish and smiled. *quot;Now how can I make Margie Lowpay come back to life...and then kill her off again? I wonder...maybe it's best she stay the way she is now...inconsequential. That' s a nice word, that is...think I'll use it*quot; *quot;Oh, it's good to be home again,*quot; Jeremy spread his arms out wide inside the console room. *quot;Sure is,*quot; Jesse said, *quot;I can't wait to get some sleep. Oh and Doctor?*quot; The Doctor paused at the console, *quot;We're getting a distress signal...*quot; Jesse said, *quot;That's all well and good but Doctor, can we please have, like, a fucking normal-time-moving-forward simple adventure in a normal space time planet like we used to? Is it possible? For you to arrange?*quot; *quot;I'll try...*quot; The Doctor looked at the console, *quot;But this looks serious...*quot; Sigh. TBC