Doctor Who - Short Trips (Big Finish) - 07 - Life Science by John Binns

Author:John Binns
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: ibm
ISBN: 9781844350476
Publisher: Big Finish
Published: 2004-06-02T07:00:00+00:00

The Doctor kicked some components out of his way, clearing a space on

the floor for the objects. With a sigh, he flicked his coat-tails aside and

squatted down to inspect his collection: a baseball cap, embroidered with

the letters `NYSU'; a champagne cork from his nine-hundredth birthday;

an entry visa for Heaven; some pressed flowers in an envelope; a postcard

from Seville. Keepsakes of a travelling life, the Doctor pondered. Travels,

he reminded himself, that would be no more if he couldn't get the TARDIS

completely operational again. He tossed the objects into the upturned

cap, got to his feet, then tipped them back into the locker he'd taken them

from. He held on to the cap, turning it round in his hands.

If the components he needed weren't in there, then where were they?

`You're going to have to have a good spring clean around here one spring

soon, Doctor,' he murmured, raising his eyebrows. He toyed with the idea

that, perhaps, if he'd been a little more circumspect about the repairs, the

TARDIS would not now be confined to the vortex.Although perhaps, had

Peri helped him out as she had said she would, they'd be on their way by

now. Why did the woman have to take so unkindly to assisting him?

Wasn't that what assistants were for?

The Doctor scratched his forehead, flopping the baseball cap onto his

blond curls. Hadn't she been trying to tell him something? It had been

difficult to hear with his head under the console. Perhaps he should have

gone after her, talked to her. Communicating with humans was such an

effort sometimes, he reflected.

He looked at the exposed panel of the console again: it was getting the

telepathic circuits communicating with the isomorphic regulators that

was the problem here. If he couldn't, then the old girl would slowly take

root in the vortex and settle down for good. The Doctor glanced back at

the wall locker. If the TARDHS becaine his - their permanent home, those

keepsakes would end up being no more than fossils. Why were they

gathered together like that anyway? Was Peri squirrelling things away so

she could take them with her when she left? Now that wouldn't make any

sense. Some of tho 132

se nick-nacks were his. He brushed back a long lapel,

fishing out his fob watch. She'd been gone for several hours now. Where

was she?

The Doctor took off the cap, stuffing it into a pocket. He tried a few

more roundels: a control unit; the coordinate subroutines; a mirror. He ran

a hand through his hair to neaten it, then slapped the roundel shut. He'd

twisting out of the edge of one of the roundels. That definitely was not how he'd left it. He lifted the circular panel out and

looked at the circuit. Everything seemed to be at home, but someone had been fiddling around inside. As though they'd been

trying to access the TARDIS's central nervous system.The Doctor frowned. He was sure he hadn't done this.

He stood there, tapping an impatient foot on the floor. Where had Peri got to?

The room was there when Peri looked round, or at least the door was. She peered inside.

`Hello?'

It was a little lighter in here, and the floor was soft underfoot.

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