Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse, and Jeremy ube/watch?v=qzTuSWbwSug (The Peter Davison theme as we go backwards through the history of the show and its opening credits) The star field forms and many stars seem to unfold from among it. The Colin Baker Doctor’s face forms from it and then from his head splits more energy ribbons, this time red, yellow, purple, and green. Then his face comes toward us, smiling and splits leaving behind a tubular formation of energy that forms the words DOCTOR WHO. That, too, splits, and forms many more ribbons that eventually dissipate. Maxil pointed a gun at the Sixth Doctor’s head and waved for his men to shoot Jesse and Jeremy…as the title…appears…Jesse, Jeremy and the Doctor have their arms and hands straight up… THE TRIAL OF A TIME LORD’S COMPANIONS: THE TRIAL OF JESSE AND JEREMY: PART ONE: THE TWO ADAMS “STOP!” “STOP!” The Doctor repeats Borusa’s words. “I thought you wanted them dead.” Borusa turns a corner and comes to them. He is in a body the Doctor has not seen yet. “Who are …Borusa?” “Yes, it’s me.” “So you escaped from the Dark Tower?” “Only for a short time.” “Good, good.” The Doctor winked at Jesse and Jeremy. “Flattery will get you no place, Theta…” “You saved me again.” “A habit I shall try to break,” Borusa nodded, “Take them to the court room…” “Court room?” The Doctor asked. “Your two companions are to be put on trial.” “Trial?” the Doctor mocked, “Pffftttt…” Jesse asked, “If we promise to be good, can we put our arms and hands down?” “NO!” Maxil snapped at the same time Borusa snapped… “Yes, but be warned, this trial is no kangaroo court…” “Oh, I can believe that after the last time,” the Doctor rubbed the back of his neck. “That was on an unstable Gallifrey…” Borusa put a hand out to indicate their walking ahead. The Doctor obeyed. The troop followed. Jesse and Jeremy were in front and the guards opened two large doors into the courtroom. A ripple passed over them. “What was that?” Jeremy asked. “We’ve been transported to the Time Lord Space Station Zenobia, haven’t we Borusey, my dear?” “Doctor, watch your use of misnomers!” Borusa snapped. “Yes, we are there. And as I said, if you have any ideas of talking your way out of this one thanks to an unstable High Council…it is no longer unstable but stable in this time period, my present…” “When was it ever stable?” The Doctor asked. Borusa ignored him and pointed to the two boys, “Be seated over there, the two of you and do not say anything until your council arrives.” “What are we…?” Jesse started but shut up as the Doctor glared at him and mouthed, “Shut up.” The Doctor turned his attention to Borusa. There were already guards all over the courtroom, one was a black Gallefrean man, one an Asian, one looking like he was from India. The Doctor winked at that one. “Borusa, what are they accused of?” “The charge will be formally introduced,” the female Inquisitor glided in, her dress largely encompassing the air around her. “Darkel,” the Doctor moved to her, avoiding Borusa and taking both her hands and kissing them. “Doctor,” she said coldly. “Not very nice to see you back here.” “Ahh, this time, I am completely innocent, I assure you,” he smiled and led her by the arm toward her seat behind a semi wall. “That is devoutly to be wished, Doctor,” Darkel sat down, wearing, again, her improbable hat. “I hope we do not have to unravel your entire history to absolve these saplings from Earth.” “Yes, yes. That would be a Pandora’s Box, wouldn’t it?” The Doctor smiled and winked at Jeremy, who didn’t get his joke. “A jury of your peers, Doctor,” Darkel motioned as Time Lords sat down. Some of them looked angry at the Doctor. One tall slim youth with muscles hidden by robes had long brown hair and he winked at the Doctor. The Doctor waved his arms and hands, “Such distinguished Time Lords but certainly not my peers. I’m a lot older than I look.” “I shall appoint council…” “I am to be their council,” the Doctor told her and turned to take in Borusa’s reactions as well. “Let the court note that the Doctor will be the council of the two boys from Earth…” Darkel looked about as the Time Lords began to talk among themselves. “Commander…” “Order, order, order,” Maxil yelled. “The baliff has spoken,” the Doctor moved over to Jeremy and Jesse’s seats behind another small partition. “The room hasn’t changed a bit.” “Doctor, you will be silent during order,” Borusa hissed as he sat opposite the Doctor on the other side of the room. “That’s where the Tank…the Valeyard used to sit, Borusa, you’re not really me are you, oh my, that would cause the most terrible of paradoxes.” “Doctor, if you persist in your usual habit of interrupting the proceedings with frivolity, we shall declare your two…friends…” Darkel frowned at both boys, “…guilty as charged and proceed directly to punishment.” Jesse’s eyes widened as did Jeremy’s. “Sorry, your majesty.” The Doctor bit his lip. “The charge can now be formerly stated,” Darkel stated, without changing her cold demeanor or smiling. “The Time Lords have worked hard to give the Universe some reason to exist. And we have…” The Doctor looked puzzled. “…but those reasons have also given rise to some of the worst negativities of the universe, many of which like the Daleks and the Cybermen, have evolved far beyond their original intent…that of giving meaning to the natural beings of the universe; to give them something to fight for, something to live for. To combat those, to fight those evils of the universe we gave rise to the most basic of defenders. He could not be violent or as violent as those evils..for in some corner of the universe he might have become as hideous as those evils…” The Doctor raised his hand and bit his lip. He waved his hand so as to the attention of Darkel. She ignored him for a bit. Borusa widened his eyes to the Doctor. “…he has not as yet become that evil although as events of our past showed, the Valeyard almost came into being in this universe. That could not be allowed. Any misdirection off the course of his original purpose…that of counter acting the evils we set up in the universe so as to curtail their activities would be catastrophic for not only this universe but several…indeed billions of other universes…” “Ohhh, ohhh, Mr. Kot-tar…” The Doctor gasped, “I have a query…” “Two by the look of them,” Borusa quipped. Jesse stuck his tongue out at him. Jeremy gave him the finger. Borusa`s eyes went wider. “YES!” Darkel asked, “Doctor?” “Who are you talking about?” The Doctor asked. “YOU!” Darkel snapped. “We forged your past to give you the desire…the reason to take on the horrors of this universe…” The Doctor stood up, “You what?” “Nothing you have done is of your own accord. You are, for short of a better way to explain this, of our making. Under our control.” “That’s not possible…” the Doctor slammed his hand on the counter. “Believe what you will,” she said, without malice or empathy, “It was not this administration that did that. It was one in our far, far past. So long ago, we are still digging for the records…it seems, Doctor you are a lot older than you look.” “Thanks a lot,” he snapped. “This is a farce…we are leaving…” Darkel nodded to the guards at the doors, “NO, you are not. I warn you. Do not try.” The Doctor turned to Jesse and Jeremy to lead them by the hands but they nodded no. “Not this time, Doctor,” Jeremy stated, “We can’t just turn and run now.” “Then we shall stay. Stay!” The Doctor yelled, “STAY! AND FIGHT!” He sat back down and looked up, “But what are the charges again?” “The formal charge against both of your companions is that they are the major distraction getting you off track of your purpose. That by your very relationship with them, they endanger the universes. That your original imperative…” “Imperative!?” The Doctor slammed again. “…is in danger of being completely derailed and made non-existent.” “And we intend…I intend…to prove it.” Borusa stood. “Prove? Prove? Prove! PROVE!” The Doctor stood up again, “You mean sketchily adumbrate with emphasis on the dumb.” “Inquisitor!” Borusa implored. “Yes, you shall respect the Prosecution, Doctor.” “So you are the Prosecutor?” The Doctor shot a look at Borusa. “I am.” “No wonder you kept saving my life. You just wanted to offer me up to the…” “IF I may interrupt—it not YOU I am going to serve up as you say. It is them,” he motioned to the two boys. The Doctor looked at them and back at Borusa, “Jealous are you, Borusa? Maybe you need a boy of your own? Oh, wait, I forgot, you’ve got ole Maxie Burger there, haven’t you? Not as smooth or baby faced or sexy as my two boys but there you have it.” Maxil fumed but said nothing. “Doctor, you are doing it again,” Darkel announced. “The charge has been leveled. How say you as the council of these two off worlders?” The Doctor frowned at her as if she were a child and as if she should have known the answer already, “Not guilty. As if there is any other plea to these ridiculous charges.” “The charges are brought about by the Chancellery Guard… and the High Council…the two largest…” “The two largest corrupt institutions on Gallifrey…” “The High Council led by me…” “Sorry, my Queen…” “But also others among the Gallifrey elite as well as the Gallifrey citizens, both Time Lord and non Time Lord.” “Oh my, that does make me shake in my boots. Until a few moments ago, I was shaking in ole Maxell Tape’s boots over there. And I can tell you the smell is still on both my feet…” “Doctor…” “Very well, proceed. How will you do that, your highass…ness…” “DOCTOR!” “Okay, okay, I’ll stop the jokes.” Jesse rolled his eyes. “First I shall call forth a witness. One Adam Mitchell from the year 2012…” Borusa said. Behind and to the right of the chamber of Darkel, a grid was lit up by white light and seemed to appear. A stand and a seat was there. A red light then went on and heralded the shadowy appearance of a boy in the seat. A brighter light lit him up and the Doctor shut his eyes. He could see it was Adam Mitchell. “Oh that is a low blow.” The Doctor frowned. “I’d like to low blow him,” Jesse gasped. “He’s a pretty boy,” Jeremy was in awe. Adam Mitchell looked around. “What the…” “You will respond in only calm,” Borusa said. “What’s he doing?” Jeremy whispered up to the Doctor. “Watch this. He IS an expert in this, I’ll give him that.” The Doctor stated. “I wish he’d give me that…that guy…” Jesse admired Adam. “You shall be calm. No worries. You will state your name and time period and planet of residence and birth.” “Adam Mitchell. 2012. Planet Earth. And Planet Earth. City, Nottingham.” “Explain how you first met the Doctor.” “In 2005, when I was 14, I wrote an essay about Why I Want To Meet An Alien and I won, uhm, some Geotex Hardware. This impressed one Henry Van Statten.” “And what became of Mr. Statten?” “He’s relatively unknown now thanks to the Doctor.” “Objection!” The Doctor rose again. “It wasn’t I who put Statten out on the streets with no memory…it was that female aide of his. That barracuda…what was her name…?” Adam looked up, “Diana? Diana Goddard.” Adam looked the Sixth Doctor. “Doctor?” “Tis I,” the Doctor rose and moved toward Adam’s seat, “Adam, I am truly…” “Doctor, this is most unprecedented. You will sit back down,” Darkel snapped. “I…I will. Adam, I am truly sorry for what happened to you.” “So the court will note the Doctor admits to fault in Mr. Mitchell’s case.” “He just wasn’t ready for time travel.” “And you took him with you anyway,” Borusa pressed, “Let the records show this. Also, Mr. Mitchell, will you continue?” “I, ahh, had to leave with the Doctor and Rose…” Adam stared at the Sixth Doctor, “Is…is that really you?” “You will address only the court,” Borusa snapped. “Despite it all, despite everything I did and bursa yabancı escort you did to me,” Adam smiled, “It IS good to see you.” The Doctor nodded but looked sad. “What happened with him?” Jesse whispered to Jeremy, “His name was not in the Tardis files.” “I think K9 had some info on him but I’m not sure,” Jeremy whispered. “I…uh, went with the Doctor and Rose Tyler to the future. To make a long story short or a short story long, they had a lot of info that we could have used in the present. I found a way to get that inside my head and send it back to the present.” Borusa asked, “Why did you do that?” “Well, the Doctor thought it was to gain fame and fortune and I must admit that was one side effect of it but the real reason was to save my father who was dying.” “What?” The Doctor rose and left his area again, “Adam, why didn’t you tell me that?” Adam looked sheepish now. “I…I don’t know. You were so angry. I didn’t think with your alien-ness you’d care about that. You were so going on about the web of time and the interstitial relationship of one event with another in different time zones. I didn’t think…” “Think what?” “That you’d care.” “Oh, Adam.” “I…I wanted to be a great traveling companion to you…to Rose but mostly to you…that..” “Yeah he is,” Jesse whispered to Jeremy, “He’s got my gaydar going off full swig.” “…I didn’t think anything I said…putting my dad before time, before unraveling the entire causal nexus of the universe would matter to you. And maybe it shouldn’t. I mean one person, what’s one person to the whole of time…I mean would Rose have put her father first before all of history and the entire universe? I know the Doctor thought she would never do that to him or to time…” Borusa smacked one hand into the other, “That’s just what Rose Tyler did. And although at that time in time we were not around…Rose Tyler was chosen by the Doctor over Adam because at that time, the Doctor was trying to prove something to himself and to others.” “What may that be?” The Doctor moved to Borusa’s pedestal. Darkel yelled, “Doctor, return to your pedestal and seat at once!” “That you were more interested in the female of the species and that you could copulate with one, have a relationship with one, rather than what you really deep down knew was the truth and denied…that you really loved the male of the species! You only accepted it fully when you met these two. And in the meantime that distracted you and now they distract you!” The Doctor returned to his seat, silently, dragging himself. Jesse stood up, “What’s wrong with that? That’s what beings live for. Finding their own sexuality, finding themselves love, finding acceptance of themselves and relating to others.” “Sit down!” Maxil yelled. “So he focused on girls more than boys. He laughed at the boys and tried to impress the girls. He was feeling himself out, lying to himself maybe but so what? And by the way who wouldn’t want that piece of ass over there, just look at him!” “You will sit down or we shall remove your ability to speak,” Darkel warned. Jesse stuck his tongue out at her and sat down. Borusa looked around at Adam, “As the court may see, this boy was traumatized by his encounters with a damaged Doctor. Who’s mind was so beset by his own bonding and relationship conflicts that he failed to note the boy would have gotten out before the cement was poured into the bunker…and the boy would never have traveled with him and thus never been subjected to something the Doctor could easily have removed…” Borusa snapped his fingers and Adam’s head opened up: an implant, a mechanical device opened up to show his inner brain. “Disgusting.” Borusa clicked his fingers and it closed. “I would ask that I be given a chance to uninstall that now.” “That would take too much time.” Darkel tutted. “What’s time to a Time Lord, aye?” “No, Doctor, you will have to do that on your own time,” Darkel noted. “If you survive this,” Borusa said. “Furthermore, the Doctor’s interference in the lives of both Rose Tyler and Adam Mitchell nearly changed the course of time… fixed moments that should not have been changed at all. Despite the damage and loosening up of the structures of those fixed time points, time corrected itself and became normal again but no thanks to the Doctor. This is what his companions bring to him: a distraction from his duties, a distraction from what he was created for, and wasteful thought on relationships, sexuality, behavior unbecoming to a Time Lord.” Adam looked sheepish again. “I…I’m sorry, Doctor. Is this getting you into hot water?” “Don’t you worry about it, my boy, and I will look you up in the future.” Jesse put his hand up, “Can I come? Borusa nodded, “He won’t remember any of this, Doctor. And I’m afraid he will be causing you some considerable trouble in the future. He is not yet over his time with you. I have taken him from a time after that. His acceptance of what he is will take a long time in coming. And it will cost you.” “I’m sorry,” Adam said and as he said it, he vanished slowly, the sorry echoing away as the figure faded. The Doctor swallowed, “May I ask the court for a break?” “You may.” “I would ask for 24 hours.” “You have…34…” Darkel said. “Thank you.” “Minutes.” “Thanks a lot.” The Doctor said. After the 34 minutes was over, The Doctor returned. “I will ask that I call upon my own witness in the same manner as our esteemed BoreUs-ahh.” “You may, Doctor,” Darkel said, “But your continued vain attempts at humorous flippancy have not gone unnoticed by the court. Please desist in these.” “Just a part of this incarnation’s nature, I’m afraid.” The Doctor moved to a stall near his pedestal. “I call Adam…Adam Leigh.” “Oh that piece of…” Jesse started to say. “Stop it,” Jeremy reprimanded him. Even sitting in the same booth as Adam Mitchell, the new arrival was tall. He was over 6 feet five. He had shiny blond hair with some brown highlights in it. His shoulders were broad and his chest ample. His eyes were bright blue. But when the light in the booth came on they twinkled and changed to green. He had the nicest kindest blue/green eyes. “Adam Leigh. From Pennsylvania. 2012. Age 31.” Jesse whispered, “And I bet, even now, he’s still 14.” “14?” Jeremy asked. “14 inches.” Jesse answered. “Oh, man, I remember.” “Yeah. We like him.” “A lot.” “When we met you, you were in your first year of college?” “Yes, Doctor,” Adam smiled, “You know I was. It IS good to see you.” “How did you know it was me?” “I’d know you anywhere, Doc.” “Yes. True. Thank you. But don’t call me …” “Doc. I know, Doctor.” “And you were working as a guide in the lost caverns?” “Yes.” “And at that time, you were thinking of…?” “Of leaving my studies and working full time at the library…” “May the court show that I think there is nothing wrong with working in a library. I myself have had professors who have worked their way through university by working in a library, right, old Borusa-aye? And it wouldn’t hurt you, Paxil, over there,” he motioned to Maxil at the doors. Maxil made an angry face at him and puffed his lips together in anger. He almost snarled. “…to get a job in one. Might teach him a few new words or two.” Adam smiled calmly. “But?” “But, I decided against it after meeting you.” “And how many lives have you saved since then? In your practice, I mean?” “Well, I’ve only just started after many years of study…but about, I’d say, modestly, 15 or 20…maybe more.” “15 or 20 maybe more,” the Doctor repeated to the jury. “So you see that this companion was affected by his travels with me for the better. And not only that but his meeting of both Jeremy and Jesse over there. We all made him realize that to be something more, you had to fight for it.” Adam smiled, “Did I help you, Doctor?” The Doctor touched Adam’s cheek, “Yes, yes you did, my boy. I do promise to visit you, the Prof and Joey soon.” “It’s okay, Doctor,” Adam smiled, “We’ve all been so very busy. I will look forward to it.” “Or backward,” the Doctor smiled. Adam was gone soon enough. “As first evidence of the interference, not only of time but of time’s headquarters…” Borusa stood up… The Doctor mocked and questioned that, “Time’s headquarters? What utter nonsense. Gallifrey? Time’s headquarters? And just who set us up to be that?” “…from just one epistopic interface of the spectrum …I present the recent future…” “Recent future?” Jesse turned to Jeremy, “Isn’t that a misnomer?” “I already object…” The Doctor stood up again. “Watch the screen, Doctor,” Darkel sounded tired and bored… The screen zooms in on… Jeremy and Jesse ran from the courtroom. Smoke flowed out of the open doors. Jeremy called into the room, “Doctor!” Jesse echoed him, “Doctor!” “Just run, I’ll be all right!” They heard the Doctor yell out, “I’m going to finish this courtroom once and for all!” Borusa looks, “Freeze.” The picture freezes. “So you see, we are not five seconds in and the Doctor is already finishing this very courtroom just to save his two friends…” “Objection!” The Doctor stood up. “Doctor?” Darkel asked. “I count among the most depraved lunatics…and I’ve known my fair share…” the Doctor motions both hands toward Borusa, “…anyone who thinks loyalty to save his friends is evidence of a negative bond…” “What?” Jesse shrugged, “I didn’t think anyone talked like that?” “They do in this courtroom,” Jeremy added. Jesse raised his hand, “Are we gonna keep interrupting the adventure like this for the entire trial? If’n so, can I take a bathroom break?” Darkel, the Doctor, and Borusa turned to him, “NOOOO!” Like a wounded puppy, Jesse shrank in his seat, “Just askin…” “I shall prove with this flash forward…which much like the TV show named after it, will not last long…that the Doctor’s link to his two friends has caused him to do things that go against not only his own moral judgment but against the continued mission and imperatives that we have set him on in the first place.” “In the FIST place,” The Doctor smiled, “No one has set me on anything. I am my own Master…I mean I am the Master…” Jesse blinked, “He is? That would make things even more complicated than if he was the Valeyard or ole Borusary there.” “I don’t get any of this,” Jeremy puffed out, “All I know is that I’m getting stiff in this chair just sitting here.” “May we?” Borusa pointed to the screen. “Proceed,” Darkel ordered. The screen went light again and we see… Jesse and Jeremy ran to a corner. “Where to now?” Jesse asked, “There’s no more hallways to hide in.” “I don’ t know but we have to find Damon and the younger Doctor,” Jeremy said. “Younger Doctor?” Jesse asked. “Yeah, it’s him before he left Gallifrey for good. I think he’s waiting for us but I’m not sure he should have. If he gets caught…because he’s waiting for us…well, then, he and I and you may never have met and time will change.” “Christmas,” Jesse gasped. “Halt in the name of the Faction Paradox!” A large blond man, not quite a Time Lord and not dressed in Time Lord clothing, came around the corner in front of them. He was taller than both of them and muscular. He wore a kind of thin, flexible blue plastic like uni-tard. “More guys that talk like pompous idiots,” Jesse said. “Run that way,” Jeremy pushed Jesse as this new arrival pointed a small ray gun at them. “Wait, a sec. I’m sick of this shit.” Jeremy ran at the new arrival and as the man shot as him, he ducked down, threw himself down on his back, slid, and at the last moment bent his upper body so that he could double punch the man in the dick and balls. This brought the man down but had fired the gun already. Jesse ducked as the ray flew at him, now over his head. He crouched down, “Get the gun!” He turned and saw a smoking hole in the wall behind him. “Oh shit! He means business!” Jeremy had bursa sınırsız escort the gun and pointed at the man who was on the floor sitting almost Indian style and holding his balls. “So the fuck do I.” “We’re protectors of time. Time Agents. My name’s Chris. I need the Seventh…” “Hey, listen tard in the uni tard. Yeah, you got a big enough schlong but shut up. I don’t want to hear another word.” Jeremy said, “Seventh? You mean the Seventh Doctor? You’re a bit late for that.” “You mean this time …in this time…he’s the Eighth already?” “No. You have things the right way round. Nothing’s right at the moment on Gallifrey. Some time agents you are. Maybe you should do a check up on your time zone…” Jeremy stated as Jesse joined him. “Yeah,” Jesse snickered, “And uh, that zone there…” “I’m all right,” Chris said, “But the rest of me…they’ll kill you as soon as look at you. At least the Time Lords put you on trial first.” “Yeah, great,” Jesse nodded. “Wait a mo…the rest of you?” “Us!” More blond men that looked like Chris came marching from another corridor. “You didn’t think we traveled alone.” “Faction Paradox,” Jeremy puffed, “What are you?” “We’ve read up on a lot of the Doctor’s enemies…” “We’re NOT his enemies,” one clone said. “And you are clones, right?” Jeremy asked. They all looked like the man on the floor. One of the new arrivals shot the Chris on the floor and incinerated him, the man having his shirt burned in one area, his ribs turning to bone and fire and then before he could scream, his entire body engulfed in a self-extinguishing flame. Jesse and Jeremy jumped back. “Run, Jesse!” Jeremy threw the gun into the man who shot Chris and the gun caught him in the face. That clone pointed, “Incinerate them! They cannot be allowed to interfere and find out what is happening!” “Dead end!” Jeremy turned down the hallway and found a wall. Jesse leaned against it. He turned to Jeremy and they both heard the sound of the Faction Paradox running toward them. Jesse smiled and grabbed Jeremy’s arms. “What are you doing, get behind me.” “That’ll do no good,” Jesse smiled, “IF this is IT. The IT IT that we’ve always known might come someday…then I wanna go in your arms…” “Again?” Jeremy forced a smile. “We don’t have time to mince words, Jesse…” “I fucking love you!” Jesse drew himself in close and kissed Jeremy’s lips and snuggled his face back and forth in his lover’s. Jeremy tried to say the same thing but he had Jesse over his mouth. Their hands found themselves as much mileage as they could over each other’s bodies. They tried to get their torso’s into the other’s as much as they could and their dicks beneath material of their clothing engorged and they were already wet. At any moment they felt the rays would slam into them and obliterate their flesh into smoking ash and perhaps less. This made their excitement greater. In the courtroom, Jesse smiled; Jeremy looked a bit red and looked down. The Doctor frowned, wishing he was there. On the screen, the Faction Paradox clones were facing the two as they kept on kissing, waiting for oblivion. A loud psychotic cry, anguished, angry, and sad as well as powerful came from behind them. Omega, still naked but still half visible, came up behind the Faction Paradox clones and touched the two men on either end of the last row of them. Each of the last two was touching, in some manner, the men next to them. Omega touched them on the sides of their ribs and they were blown into smoke. The entire back row of the men were merely wisps of curling vapors. The front row, for there had been about ten of them, now just five, turned to Omega and were stunned. The first one gasped, “It’s Omega, we must not kill him. It would change…” One of the clones did not care. He shot at Omega but the ray just passed through the intangible veins and arteries. Omega seemed to draw power from it but it still angered him and he charged. Soon, all Jeremy and Jesse could see…that is IF they were looking…would have been smoke. Smoke clearing to give rise to the view of a half visible, semi bodied Omega, standing there in the smoke watching them. On his side, Omega could only see…and the courtroom watching this…saw…the two blond boys, making out in clearing circles of smoke that seemed to wrap around them as it cleared. They ignored it. Omega, watching them, seemed to be drawn in by their kissing. It calmed him. He tilted his head like a dog might when hearing something in the voices of their masters. He was intrigued by their kissing and touching. The court could see the smoke and the boys wrapped around each other, almost as one. Jesse’s leg went up around Jeremy’s butt slightly. In the courtroom, Jeremy half pointed, “That’s that thing you do with your…” “Yeah,” Jesse smiled proudly. The smoke seemed to be drawn in by the boys, too. In a way, it looked as if the heat coming off of their make out session was rising from them or that their own hotness added to the smoke that was clearing all too slow. Omega seemed to smile. Teeth in the air like the Cheshire cat. Nostrils flared in the air. “Ignoring me for this long is NOT a good thing to do.” Jeremy put up one finger as if to tell him to wait one more minute. His lips curled around Jesse’s. The feel of them on his own was just too much to break from. The thick lips on his own felt so good. To be this into someone, Jesse felt was just heaven. He thought he must have been killed and been blasted into the afterlife already because his mouth felt so good and the tingling from their expanded and filled his chest with warm loving feelings. The tingles also went to his shoulders and arms and hands so that as he touched Jeremy, he felt that the tingles helped minister love and sex to his friend merely from the touch. Electric passed from his fingers to Jeremy’s …well, wherever he was touching. Which was everywhere his hands could reach. Buttox under clothing, down pants. Up shirt, hot abs, 12 pack. “You’ve awesome,” Jesse gasped, “You just get better and better all the time…” He gasped again. “So …” Jeremy gulped at the feelings inside him, “Do…you.” Suddenly the image of the two boys stopped with their hands in close up on each other’s nipples, shirts drawn up. “What? Who stopped that? I was enjoying that!?” The Doctor snapped. “Me, too,” Jesse turned to Jeremy, “Is that weird?” “Naw,” Jeremy put his hands over his own crotch. “I did, Doctor,” Darkel stated. “Your Presidency, are we to…” “He’s President again,” the Doctor nodded, “More terms than a Roosevelt.” Darkel pressed her lips, adorned with bright red lipstick, together and spoke at the Doctor, “Please, do not interrupt…” “I may be President but there is nothing against me acting as Prosecution either.” “Time Lord politics, makes as much sense as a having lobbyists in a democratic nation,” the Doctor quipped. “All right, all right,” he noticed Darkel’s reactions. “I’ll be silent…for the time being.” “…Borusa…are we to have these gratuitous moments of sex and violence all over the fan fi…I mean all over the sample pieces?” “I’d like to sample both their pieces,” the Doctor mocked and then covered his hands with his mouth. “See, she’s not going to punish me.” “Your excellency,” Borusa nodded down, “All of these are to make my points…” “Couldn’t we just have the edited highlights?” She asked. “It is my contention that we must see the full impact of the Doctor’s friends on him and on our society and on our very past as well as our future. How they will affect Omega is important and we must see the full impact…you can see the impact they have on the Doctor in this very courtroom.” “If the kangaroos are done, I’d certainly like to see the rest.” Borusa continued, “See how he dotes on the sexuality of his companions.” “Oh, please they are more than just my companions.” “And how he brags that they are his lovers.” The Time Lords make a fuss again and again Maxil has to call order. “Only stupid people would try to tell you that sexuality makes one’s life worse if there is more of it. There are some fan fic writers who think they can tell anyone anything and that it makes them right! Phooey! At the same time,” the Doctor rants, “Religious nutters will also tell you that sex is bad. Fuck them!” “And the violence that your interference causes?” Borusa asked. “I certainly did not incite up the Faction Paradox to murder one of their own. In fact, he was one of my own companions, Chris. I sincerely hope that that Chris was not the original.” “See how the Doctor now boasts of having yet another companion who not only turned against him but turned against everything the Time Lords stand for by admitting one of his companions, this so called Chris was one of the Faction Paradox.” “I cannot be blamed for the rise of the Faction Paradox. Besides, they revel in chaos, so why would you use this sequence against my companions? They were just trying to escape them. In fact, the Faction Paradox must have some other reason for wanting them dead. My companions were trying to stop the paradoxes that now engulf Gallifrey and as such that no one but myself and my two friends and one other can recognize there even is a change in time. ” “We do not recognize the changes in time because there are none and as for using this sequence, I have my reasons which I shall reveal in the end.” “I’d like to reveal something in your end,” The Doctor tutted. Darkel nodded, “Can we stop this empty banter and proceed…?” Borusa nodded, “Yes, my lady. But first I want to ask the Doctor why he chose them?” “I chose them because they looked like they were most in need of a Doctor.” “Ha ha, very funny,” Jesse looked at him as the Doctor turned to see his reaction. Jesse’s hand moved back over Jeremy’s nipple on his left side while his other hand rubbed down Jeremy’s side and to his hip and down his pants again. He felt down to the vee to the penis shaft. Jeremy was doing pretty much the same to Jesse. “IF I may interrupt!” Omega yelled and his yell was so loud that it separated the two boys, cum dripping from Jesse’s hand as he removed it from Jeremy’s pants. “Yeah,” Jeremy gasped, “What?” “Nice to see yah,” Jesse said and then realized he wasn’t really seeing all of Omega. “Oh man. Dude. I like seeing a vein as much as the next guy but I usually want it to come along with, you know, a thick shaft, a throbbing hole, some flesh maybe?” Jeremy whispered to him, “Don’t let him touch you.” “Don’t worry. He’s one man I wouldn’t let touch me,” Jesse said. “You two know much about the future. It is how I shall gain the upper hand on the Time Lords and use my creations against them. Where will …” “Listen, I don’t know what you’ve heard with those semi ears of yours,” Jeremy spoke up, “But we’re just Earthlings. We don’t know anything about anything on this crazy fucked up Gallifrey so just …just back off, okay? You’re creepy enough and all powerful and all that shit but I don’t give a rat’s ass any more. We’re not gonna bow down to your demands.” “If you were hot then maybe,” Jesse added, “But you’re like… not.” “I will use you then to force the Doctor to…” “The Doctor’s on a space station, one of your space stations…he might even be dead so he can’t be forced to do anything right now,” Jesse finished. “No, I’m not, I’m right here!” The Doctor said. “Doctor!” Jesse and Jeremy both said, ran to him and hugged him. The Doctor laughed. He was the Fifth Doctor. He looked sheepish, “Uh, boys, not in front of a naked Omega, there’s two good chaps, will you?” “You’ve changed again?” Jesse asked. “Yes,” the Fifth Doctor looked at them, “Omega.” “Doctor!” “Oh, I like it,” Jesse smiled, “Much better than the last one. Or the one after this one or something. Much hotter than the one in that silly multi colored coat.” Watching the screen, the Sixth Doctor, in the courtroom, turned and looked back at görükle escort Jesse, who looked sheepish now and who shrugged. The Doctor furrowed his brow and shook his head. “Yes, me as well, but that is ME you’re talking about,” the Doctor, blond and younger looking and wearing a yellow cricketer’s outfit stepped forward, put his hands on both his friends and moved them behind him. “So, Omega, you plan to kill all of us?” “I do not,” Omega said, “I have learned already to control the pain in my body. Pain that you!!! YOU!” He pointed to the Doctor, “Have put there.” “Omega, let me try to help you…I’m sure I can…” The Doctor moved forward. “Doctor, his touch,” Jeremy put a hand on the Doctor, “Be careful!!!” “Why break the habit of a life time, eh?” The Doctor said, “I’m sure I can find some way to reverse this or to see it through…” “See it through? SEE IT THROUGH?” The Doctor turned to Jesse and Jeremy and shrugged, his face would have shrugged too, if it could. The Sixth Doctor watching, smiled, and punched the air, “I still retained my sense of humor.” Jesse rolled his eyes. In the hall and on the screen in the courtroom, the Fifth Doctor moved back, “So you do plan on killing us then?” “I DO!” Omega looked behind him and the Axon popped into existence in the hallway. Its undulating sound filled the hallway. Maxil’s men arrived from behind The Doctor, Jesse and Jeremy. Jeremy put his arms out and shoved the Doctor and Jesse, either on both sides of his body, back with him, against the wall. The Axon moves past the trio and into the guards, destroying them, blasting them all into clouds of smoke. Darkel shut her eyes, watching this violence on the screen. “You’re next,” Omega waved. The Axon turned to Jesse, Jeremy, and The Fifth Doctor. The Fifth Doctor’s face was wide eyed and afraid. He shut his eyes. The screen freezes. “Riveting stuff, aye?” the Sixth Doctor sounded happy, “That’s exactly where I would have put the cliffhanger if this were a TV show or a fan fiction!” “May the court note how the Doctor brags of death and violence.” Borusa stands up and punches the air this time. “He’s caused Omega’s instability…last time to save the life of one of his companions that was on Gallifrey…I believe her name was Tegan and now the ramifications of that is our current …” “…or future…” the Doctor interjected. “…problem here on Gallifrey, an unstable anti matter/matter Omega stronger than ever and here if only these two Earthlings joined his ranks, perhaps those Time Lord guards would not have died. Perhaps if they had not even been here, Omega would not be here, either.” “Is that your so called logic?” The Doctor nodded, “It makes no logical argument to back up your case. My companions make me better. Make me where I am, who I am and what I do.” “Precisely my point,” Borusa yelled. “First of all, the Faction Paradox is hiding something. As were you, not long ago. Let’s see what was it? Oh yes, a hidden room of Tardises.” Jeremy sighed. He wished the Doctor hadn’t told them that. “I do not know what you are talking about, Doctor.” Borusa nodded. “Perhaps you do not. Perhaps you are the Borusa from before that,” The Doctor turned and whirled around. His colorful jacket, as ran from his seat and whirled again, made rainbows in the room as he left his seat area and pointed, “And perhaps you’ve been flitting about in time yourself all this time.” “What are you implying, Doctor?” Darkel asked. “That he knows more than he’s saying,” The Doctor pointed. “I am protecting time,” Borusa said, “Which is what you should be doing. Rather than gallivanting about the universes with two human males.” “Protecting time? Protecting time? Protecting time!? You? Protecting time!!!! Indeed not.” “The Doctor is known for his rants, your highness.” “Rant I shall. Here’s what I think happened.” The Doctor looked up, “Wait a minute…why’d you stop the selection just there?” “Yes, if I could have gotten a word in edge wise, I would have already asked that, President Borusa,” Darkel stated. “Proceed,” The Doctor nodded. “No, no. No need,” Borusa shook his head, “I shall tell…” “You don’t know what you’re doing,” The Doctor ran to the stand near Borusa and tried to turn the switch dial, “Do you? Or you haven’t seen the rest? OR you don’t want us to…” He won over Borusa, who was trying to hold his hand back from turning the dial. “Let’s see what you don’t want us to.” The screen snapped into life again. The Toclafane spiked box came at the Axon and started to chop it up with buzz saws, spikes, and whirring blades. The Axon screamed out an unearthly moan. Omega grabbed the nearest spike and tried to pull it from the Axon. The spike began to heat up from his touch. “You will do what I want!” Omega looked at readings on the scan section of the Toclafane. He started to punch buttons with his other hand. The Toclafane, in the meantime, tore the Axon apart until it was just writhing tendrils on the floor. “Now’s our chance, move out!” The Doctor pushed Jeremy into Jesse, who was pushed by Jeremy. All three ran to the right, past the smoking area …smoke that filled the room had only moments ago been living breathing Time Lord Guards. Another voice called, “Doctor, come back!” A Demat Gun fired at the Toclafane. It vanishes and Omega is thrown to the wall. “Too late,” Omega recovered quickly, “I know where your room is. I shall escape!” The Demat Gun is pointed at Omega. Omega laughed, “Won’t work on me!” He ran off. “Omega!” Borusa was holding the gun. The court watched as Omega goes to the storeroom. Omega finds a SIDRAT and waves his hands over the doors. The doors open and he sneaks in. He closes the door. Jeremy, Jesse, and the Fifth Doctor sneak into the room, the Doctor tapping some keys, “Let’s see. It’s been over what 4500 years but I think I can still remember the date of…yes, I can, I can!” He gets them into the room. “Look!” “Goodbye, Doctor,” Omega called out. “Omega!” The Fifth Doctor looked at him from a screen in the SIDRAT. “I see your anti matter matter interphase interface powers have given you access.” “Yes, Doctor, I shall find a way to stabilize myself and…” “Omega, I warn you that the company you keep will someday destroy you. You shall be destroyed by the company you keep.” “You should know Doctor. You’re a sentimental fool!” “I consider that a compliment,” the Fifth Doctor waved as the SIDRAT vanished. “Good riddance, I say.” Another voice called. “Master?” The Doctor called. “Is that you?” “Yes, also safely in a SIDRAT. One that already is far more capable than the ordinary SIDRATS. Just while waiting here for you, I made some adjustments that will take it beyond the range and scope of what you’ve already done to it.” “You always were a Master at that stuff,” The Doctor said, blinked and turned to look at Jesse and Jeremy who shook their heads in disapproval at his joke. “So you know who I am. Please. Don’t take this path. It’s…It’s evil. You can get over what’s happened. We both will. We can try to change the course of the Time Lords. Try to make them better.” “The time for listening to you is over, father, goodbye. Farewell. I trust we won’t be seeing each other again, ever.” “You know nothing, then. You are worse than I. Worse in morals, worse in thought. You are a ham fisted bungler.” “I will prove the reverse to you some day!” “NO! NO! I didn’t mean that!” The Doctor yelled as the SIDRAT made the dematerialization sound. He began to cry. The SIDRAT vanished. The Doctor puffed, “That’s two for three. So…so where am…” “I?” The young Theta came out of a closet. “Ahh, out of the closet are you?” The Fifth Doctor said rapidly. “That one there…that’ll do.” Theta carried the baby. “Susna and I will be safe in that, for I know how to operate it. In time, so shall she.” “Susna? Susan?” Jeremy asked. “She’ll need a pseudonym if we’re to be on the run from our own people.” “Yes, Susan will do,” the Fifth Doctor smiled. He put his hand out. “Maybe that’s not advised…” “We’ve done it before. In my Third and Fifth…no, no, maybe you’re right,” the Fifth Doctor took his hand down. “I don’t know how we’ll survive…” “I know you will.” The Fifth Doctor encouraged. “Admirably.” “Good God, the Master…he…he’s Susan’s father,” Jeremy realized. “Yup,” Jesse said, “It’s all Coronation Street around here.” Jesse tells the 5th Doctor the Rani saved his life. “The last time she’d do anything like that. Let’s get away from this horrible planet. Let’s get to the TARDIS and K9 in that hallway,” The Doctor put his arms around them both and smiled. He walked past them. Jesse looked back at Jeremy and winked. The screen went blank again. “So, thanks to the Doctor’s friends, not one, not two, not three, not four, but if you count that baby,” Borusa yelled, “FIVE renegades left Gallifrey, including the Doctor himself!” “This is a farce!” The Doctor yelled, “I won’t stand for it. Borusa himself caused the deaths of many people including my own family! He started all of the events that lead to the Master and the Rani even wanting to leave. And on top of that, he was seen using the Demat Gun!” “I haven’t done that yet but I would have if only to stop your interference,” Borusa yelled again. Even Maxil looked unsure of this. “MY?” The Doctor yelled, “MY? We have just seen you use the Toclafane to guard the SIDRAT room and to kill an Axon! You tried to hide that from this court!” “Irrelevant! My wrong doings are not for this court to decide.” Darkel noted, “Not yet, Mr. President.” “Your lady, it is shown that the Doctor’s companions helped Theta, the Doctor, escape. They also were the reasons that the Rani, The Master, Omega, and Susna left Gallifrey. If not for their bond with the Doctor, an irreverent bond, five dangerous renegades left Gallifrey and a secret room that could have helped us in the Time Wars was revealed to all Time Lords.” “The court will come to order now,” Darkel bangs a hammer, “Order.” “ORDER!” Maxil yelled. “Good, good, Paxil.” The Doctor nodded at him. “I will instruct the jury to deliberate.” Darkel waved at them. The jury moved out. As the Doctor sat back down, Jesse whispered, “Doctor, if it’s any consolation, the Rani—she, she saved my life.” “Yes, it has been noted…in our immediate future,” The Sixth Doctor pointed to the screen. Jeremy whispered, “But surely that means that the jury finds us not guilty…innocent since we …wait a sec, we escaped the courtroom so that means…” “We the jury find the two defendants guilty as charged.” Darkel smiled, “The punishment: one shall remain here to be sent from this space station back to their own time…” “That’s impossible,” the Doctor yelled. “Why?” “Haven’t you been listening to anything I’ve been saying? We are all a part of a gigantic time muck up.” “I have taken to hearts what you’ve been declaring Doctor,” Darkel stated, “And while you were arguing for your companions’ lives…I had my researchers look into this…they have found nothing out of the ordinary.” “They and everyone on Gallifrey that is so used to being on Gallifrey…they are a part of the timefulness. Time is not one on Gallifrey any longer. Our past, present and future are one at times. At other times, it mixes and matches with each other and at other times it is semi normal.” “Regardless, one of your companions will be sent back to his correct time and place…his memory of all his time with you gone.” “NO!” Jeremy and Jesse stood up and yelled. “..and the other shall be summarily executed on the spot…” Darkel noted and looked at Borusa, both sharing a knowing glance. “You planned this!” The Doctor yelled, “You both are in this together!” “You are a fool,” Darkel said. “Prerogative of a well-traveled Time Lord!” Maxil took out a ray gun and pointed it at Jesse. Darkel put up a hand, “Stop, Pax…Maxil…” Maxil’s eyes went wide. Darkel frowned, “Doctor, you choose. We can kill one but not the other. The final choice is yours.” Maxil came over to Jesse and Jeremy, “Yes, Doctor, choose. Your lover or your lover!” He kept shifting the gun back and forth from the head of Jesse to the head of Jeremy… Both boys looked horrified… The Sixth Doctor was wide eyed.