The Blonde


Moriarty pocketed his mobile as he stepped back into the warehouse. Rose was sitting in one of the two chairs looking murderous. He smiled, knowing how much she'd love to rip his heart out. Only, the gun trained on her kept her from attacking him.

"Ready for our chat?" he asked, sitting down across from her.

"He'll never give it to you," she snapped.

"Of course he will."

"He knows what it can do. He'd never let you have something like that."

"He'll do it…to save you." He leaned over, pouring another cup. "Tea?" he asked. She glared at him. "Maybe later then."

"You won't be able to use it."

"I wouldn't be so sure." He took a drink. "You see, someone's offered to show me how to use it. All those…settings."

Her eyes widened for a moment. He smiled again.


"A friend."

"And does this friend have a name?"

"He calls himself Gatri, but I'm fairly sure that's new."

He watched her for any indication of familiarity, but she didn't seem to recognize it.

"He's lying to you. I'm the only one who knows how to use it and there's no way in hell I'm showing you."

Her eyes were blazing. Oh, she was fun.

"Sonic screwdriver," he said. Her eyes widened for more than a moment. "Strange name, don't you think?"

"How…how do you know that?"

"My friend. He knows all about them. Knows all about you too." He leaned forward. "For a shop girl from Cardiff you really have come a long way." Oh, yes, he had her attention now.

"What does he look like?"

She didn't rattle easily. He wondered if that would make her behavior modification take longer.

"I don't want to talk about him. I'd rather talk about you. How long did you travel with The Doctor? Two years wasn't it? Two years before you were saved from falling into that…rift? that what it's called?...and then you were trapped on that parallel Earth."

"How the hell do you know that?"

"I told you, my friend knows all about you."

Oh, this was going to be such fun. He knew all about her. The woman who didn't exist. Only, she did exist, but not there. Parallel worlds. It was like a story, a marvelous fairytale. A young girl saved from a dreary life by a lord, lord of time in this case, who literally showed her the stars. Then tragedy struck and they were separated. Only to be reunited later, but the happy ending she expected never came. Instead her lord abandoned her. He left her behind with…well, a copy of himself. Oh, it was beautiful!

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