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"Well," She grinned, "this part is pretty good though. We're not dead, and we're so small down here no one is even noticing us." The Doctor chuckled lightly. She was right this part of his plan was going pretty smoothly, at least they weren't dead yet. The Doctor looked to Sarah as he walked. " Your right. We're not dead yet, I guess my plan's going pretty well." He gave her a weak smile, then returned his gaze to the ground. The Doctor took out his Sonic Screwdriver again and Soniced the area in front of them. " We should be running into our little might be friendly, friends soon. We should actually be seeing them, just about.... now." The Doctor climbed up a small hill to stand at the top. " Sarah stay there. Just in case, you know. Their not friendly." The Doctor turned away from Sarah and slid down the hill side. Right when the Doctor's feet hit the ground a laser blast hit the hill side next to his head. He quickly ducted, and ran to hide behind a large boulder. " Okay not friendly, defiantly not friendly."
She'd rather be out for ice cream, really. It was very good to see him. The battle waging above them and at a small distance on the ground added a certain urgency however. The Doctor perked a little. It was enough. She rarely expected him to be happy about anything, but he seemed engaged enough now that he wouldn't forget what they were really trying to do and get distracted by a random engine part or a hearty butterfly. As they drew near he told her to hang back, and for once it sounded like a good idea. He must be mad to go right out there like a neighbor calling for a cup of sugar.
It didn't go well, and she ducked her head down behind the ridge of the bluff when she heard the sound of the blast. She almost shouted, but pressed a hand over her mouth instead. No one knew she was here. Her first instinct, honestly, was to run away, but she couldn't leave him. Her second idea was to leap in and somehow try to get him loose from where he was pinned under fire. How would she do that? Harsh language?
No! She had a better idea! Their Sontaran guards had been armed, and they'd gone out the front not to far from the ground, maybe she could find their bodies, recover their weapons. She was going to give the Doctor about ten more seconds to get out of this one, then she was running back to the crash. The pair of them had mosied over, she could run there and back in just a few minutes.
The Doctor looked around from his spot behind the boulder. From what he could see, there was only three Sontarions, not too bad. He could work with that, it might be a little painful, but he could work with it. He looked back to where he had left Sarah, and was glad, and a little surprised, that she had actually listened to him and stayed there. He looked at the ground trying to come up with a plan to get out of his situation, he could try and make a run for it, but they had guns and he had a steep climb back up to Sarah, he really hated guns... There was one other way to get out alive though, but it was more of a fifty fifty chance. He decided to try it, What more could he lose? He took out his Sonic and put it on the ground behind the boulder, hopefully Sarah will see where it is. He then got up from behind the boulder and quickly put his hands up, he then walked slowly around the boulder to face the three sontarions. " I know you want to kill me, but first think about why you wanted me in the first place?" One of the big potato heads turned to speak into his communicator. He then turned back to his partners and gave them each a nod. One of the potato's took a hold of the Doctor's arm and pushed him forward. He took one last look at the location where Sarah was, and hoped that she understood what he was trying to tell her...
Hope gutted as quickly as it had been fired by the Doctor's presence. They had him. Three of them, though she didn't see that she had that much more chance of stopping only one. Her fist was pressed against her lips to keep herself from crying out as they marched him away.
As she'd realized what was happening, she'd climbed up for better vantage, only to see everything go terribly wrong. She also saw what he did with the Sonic Screwdriver. That flicker up into the hills she had seen just before they dragged him off held such hope. It was hard to hold herself back as they made distance from her, but she knew she must give them more time so as not to be caught herself. She scrambled down through the rocks, skinning her hand once and giving her tail bone a good whack, but she got that screwdriver into her hand, and no one had seen her.
From this new outlook, there crouched in the rocks as she was, she could see the outpost they were taking him to. A low gray building that seemed of metal plate. She bet it got hot in there. Still caught in the Sontarn's arms, the Doctor was dragged through it's front doors.
Sarah Jane swallowed hard, looked at the sky and wondered if she should wait until dark. Until then at least, she could count the time of their guard patters. That little building couldn't hold more than five or so of the broad Sontarns, even if they'd been human sized. She wondered how far it went into the earth.
She clutched the Sonic Screwdriver and bit her lower lip to keep it from quivering.
About ten minuets after the Doctor's capture they had reached the potato heads base. The Doctor was pushed through the doors to enter a room that could hold maybe two of his captors, so lets just say that the Doctor wasn't really comfortable until they had moved to another room with a little more space.
After going through three more rooms they entered what looked like the prisoner area. One of the Sontarions opened the cell door while the other pushed the Doctor through. " Was that really necessary?" The Doctor asked as he caught his balance. Without answering the two Sontarions left the cell, locking the door behind them. The Doctor waited for the Sontarions to be out of site, before running up to the cell door to see if it was truly locked. Sometimes if your lucky enough your captors forget to actually lock the door. Of course the universe wouldn't make it that easy for the Doctor. The Doctor fished around in his pockets looking for his sonic screwdriver, then he remembered he had left it behind in hopes that Sarah would know what to do. Now he was kind of thinking that that wasn't a very good idea.
Defeated and feeling useless, the Doctor moved to the back of the cell and slumped against the wall, sliding down to the floor. He put his head in his hands and tried to think of a back up plan in case Sarah wasn't able to succeed in the rescuing. Not that he didn't have faith in her, he had total faith in her. He just wanted to have a B plan in case the A plan didn't work. It's not like he had anything else to do while he waited...
Even as she tracked the time of the guard rotation, a desperate plan began to form. Besides perhaps the screaming, the Sonic Screwdriver was the most powerful thing she had right then. What had the Doctor been doing with it? She had not recognized the way he had seemed to scan things. Well, in the past she'd seen him do it with the inorganic, but she'd never seen him scan for creatures before. Maybe she could use the Sonic to figure out just where the Doctor was in that tin can he'd been marched into. She'd need a distraction however, because she was unwilling to wait until dark. She wasn't so certain it would help her anyway.
That is when she got to thinking about their captors they'd left laying in the sand almost a back. She ran the distance in half the time it had taken the stocky potato heads to cover the same distance. It was slower going on the way back as she dragged the blaster behind her like a deadly pet on the end of her belt. Almost half an hour had gone by before she returned, but in better spirits because she had a plan. She was hovering in some very low rocks right within a hundred meters of the outpost. The blaster was equidistant in the opposite direction. wedged on some rocks and aimed at the sky, around the bend from the sight line of the soldiers.
It took her some time fussing with the Sonic Screwdriver to figure out how it took life readings, but when she did, it seemed clear enough. The readings were different when she aimed the thing at herself. Now she just hoped it would read the Doctor.
First things first. Scrubbing the sweat from her eyes, she aimed the sonic into the coming dusk. She knew she could 'hit' the blaster. She could always hit anything she aimed at. And she did. The thing started blowing bright blue pulses up into the sky like a roman candle. There was a bit of flurry at the door. Three Potato heads came out. As soon as they were past her, she ran for the far side of the outpost through the lengthening shadows, all the while scanning. Using the tool like the "It" in a game of hotter colder, she found what she hoped might be him. On that wall, she boldly knocked "shave and a hair cut".
It felt like it had been hours sense he was put into his semi comfy cell. The Doctor was a time traveler, he wasn't used to waiting for anything. If he wanted breakfast he would just jump to morning somewhere. If he couldn't wait to meet up with someone, he literally didn't have to wait he would just jump to their meeting time. The Doctor got up from his sitting position and started pacing around his little cell, at least this gave him something moderately interesting to do. Five minuets later the Doctor became bored with pacing and sat back down on the floor, and started doodling with his finger on the ground. He couldn't understand how regular humans dealt with time, it was so slow, and in order..
Half way through drawing a picture of a greatly exaggerated Dalek, he heard something on the wall behind him. He stopped doodling and listened to make sure that he had actually heard something, he jumped up and put his ear to the wall. Someone was tapping " shave and a haircut" on the wall, and he had a feeling that that someone was Sarah Jane. The Doctor quickly finished the number before Sarah had a chance to, to let her know that he was there.
The Doctor came in on the beat. He was there! In some relief, she leaned against the sun warm metal.
"I'll get you out somehow." She said in a whisper to herself.
If she was going to get him out, she better get to it. One try at the rivets made her teeth ache. Too heavy, too thick, she'd never get enough loose on time. She stopped, blowing on her fingers, her brow a portrait of worry. Then she remembered the strap she'd gotten her arm out of on the transport ship. The Doctor was massy, but he was also a lanky fellow, something that couldn't be said about Sontarns. In hopes, she held the sonic up as high as it would go, using it's blue light to illuminate up in the shadowy corners near the roof. Ah! A vent! Using some bit of equipment that thrummed and buzzed, perhaps a coolant of some kind, she climbed atop it and onto the roof from there, and just in time. The aliens were returning.
Sarah Jane lay flat on the roof and started working on the fasteners there. They were not screws, nothing like a phillips head, but the Sonic worked on them all the same. She hoped the gap was wide enough for him. It wouldn't have been when she knew him before, but he wasn't quite as tall as he had been then either.
The vent cover pulled up in her hands, and she peered inside.
The Doctor was pacing the cell again. He was excited, and extremely proud that Sarah had come to rescue him. He knew she would, but he was also a little worried on what her plan might be. If she had one. " No stop it Doctor! Your being foolish, of course Sarah has a plan. She's Sarah!" The Doctor continued to pace, until he heard a sound from the roof, almost like a vent cover being pulled off. The Doctor paused, she didn't really expect him to climb one of those did she? He grabbed a stool in the corner of his cell and placed it under the vent cover leading to the roof, he then unscrewed the cover throwing it on the ground beside him and looked up. " Your not really expecting me to climb through this are you?" The Doctor sighed looking down at the ground. " No wait don't answer that, of course you do." The Doctor took of his jacket so he would hopefully be able to climb better. He threw it up the vent, before pulling himself up and starting the very uncomfortable climb through.
Even as she opened it, he was there looking up at her. Looking well enough, if a bit cross.
"Your not really expecting me to climb through this are you?"
She drew breath to comment on his lack of gratitude and his slim waist.
"No wait don't answer that, of course you do."
He started climbing out of his coat. She reached for it, looking out at the distant forms of the Potato Heads. They'd found the gun and stopped it going off. They were already running back at a stiff jog.
"Hurry up! They'll be coming back soon. Come on come on!" She pulled up his coat and dropped it beside her, reaching for him now, pulling at wrists, armpits, ribs and all as he emerged. All the while she kept her eyes on the soldiers, hoping fiercely that the air battle above them would not come crashing down on their heads.
As soon as the Doctor was out of the vent Sarah shoved his jacket back at him. He straightened himself out and looked around the roof for an exit. He did a 360 turn to scan the entire roof top. He then ran over to the back of the rood top and looked down. Just as he thought the base was built on a cliff edge, so at the back of the base there was a sheer cliff drop. He reached into his inside jacket pocket and brought out 60ft of climbing rope. " Gallifreyan technology. Gotta love it!"
He threw the climbing rope over the edge holding on the the other end. He then motioned for Sarah to start climbing down. " I'll hold this end while you climb down. Then i'll quickly tie this end... somewhere, and follow you down." he wrapped the end of the rope around his wrists, getting into a better stance to keep his balance when she started climbing down.
She was crouched down on the roof, hoping not to be seen. Apparently, this was not on the Doctor's list of important things. It only was occasionally. It seemed pretty random, but always worked out for him. The Doctor went back and fourth, looking for the best way out. When he shared his brilliant plan, she leapt to her feet, visible now or not.
"Have you lost your mind!" She asked, then appeared to be herself as she stepped in intimately close, then reached behind herself to grab the ends of the rope, this she begins tying around herself under the armpits awkwardly. She looked up at him.
"I knew no good of it when you started hanging out with that Leela. I'm not an Amazon." As if to contradict her words, she made herself walk directly to the edge, and sit down on it. She looked back over her shoulder and up at him, suddenly afraid he did not really remember her. How long had it been?
"Help me down. Don't drop me." Her face was now challenging and worried. Was that why he had left her? Terrible climbing skills? Sometimes she wondered.
" The last time I checked I still had it." He smiled as he watched Sarah make her way over to the rope tieing herself in.
"I knew no good of it when you started hanging out with that Leela. I'm not an Amazon." He laughed a little thinking of Leela. He missed her. He missed how she would always go to violence instead of thinking her way out of a problem.
" Leela wasn't an amazon, she was a Sevateem." He watched Sarah sit on the edge and look up at him with worry on her face.
"Help me down. Don't drop me."
" I would never drop you Sarah Jane. Be careful though. I would hate to lose my best friend a second time." He began lowering her down the edge, careful not to let go of the rope.
She was a bit gruff until he sweet talked her. She didn't always believe his exact words when he did, but it were his motives that counted. And the look on his face. The boy in him. Her pal. If she were to hit the ground now, he'd have to be dead or over the edge himself.
"Better not!" She said, trying to sound fierce by was smiling anyway. She rolled off her hip so she'd be facing the building as she clambered down. She'd have to hurry. Pushing herself this way always made her make noises, and sometimes that bothered her, but right now she couldn't care less. The drop was quite worrisome, but her friend was in the line of fire. She made fair speed. it didn't hurt that the Doctor was unreeling the rope out at the speed he expected her to go. Her socks were no good, and halfway down she stopped to yank them off, letting them fall, then climbing downward again, stone warm and hard under her toes, rope almost painful at her armpits.
"Better not!" He smiled at Sarah as she lowered herself over the edge. Had Sarah gotten heavier? Or had he just gotten weaker in his eleventh regeneration. He wrapped the rope tighter around his wrists and re positioned his feet to get a better grip. He looked behind him to see where their Sontarion friends were. He saw two of them heading for the door... But where was the third? He decided to dismiss the thought for now, and looked over the edge to see how Sarah was doing. She seemed to be doing better then last time, that was good.
" Your doing good Sarah." His feet slipped a little towards the edge, but he quickly caught his balance and held the rope tighter.
" Sorry." He yelled down to Sarah.
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