Here and There, Future, Then and Now

Before River could get back to her TARDIS, Captain Jack contacted her “You've got incoming” As he said this, DALEKS materialized around the outside of the theater/TARDIS. ///WE MUST PREVENT THE PARADOX// //EX-TER-MIN-ATE//

She went to where the TARDIS should have been parked and found it empty. 'NOT NOW' she yelled and pulled out a blaster. The Daleks almost had a bead on her.

A stone angel appeared out of nowhere as the music swelled in the lobby, blaring out into the street. “I WANT TO HOLD YOU” The stone angel touched River and set her back to before she entered the theater. She narrowly avoided running into herself and jumped into the waiting TARDIS.

“Never thought I'd see the day where I'd thank a stone angel”

Somewhere in a safer bit of the timeline Romeo debated with Juliet. “So they'll be in deathlike inactivity for a thousand years. Isn't that a lot like stone angels?” “But they'd still be able to send people back in time” she countered. “But what if that's a blessing, and not a curse?” “Say you weren't able to convince someone of the Truth, you'd have another chance” “But you'd have to live through Armageddon again, wouldn't you” “Not if someone kept track of when you were” he poked at the badge he got in the mail. “Torchwood North” It seemed like something he would make if he was a little bit different, a little more time, a little less distracted.

“What do you make of this?” He asked, showing the badge to Juliet. “Lots of planets have a North” He laughed. “FANTASTIC” he said back, getting the reference.

“You're sure that wasn't you that sent those text messages when I was at the hospital?” “I sent some of them,” he said, or “I agree with them at least – or at least what you've quoted about them – I'll need specifics, I wasn't exactly at my best when I heard you were at the hospital”

“That's where the timeline fractures” said Jack. “In the original timeline he didn't hear about it till it was too late” That's where the TARDIS must have sent the text.

Something popped in the background. Another signal from Torchwood North.

They tuned their trans-temporal radios “PROGRESSIVE ATTACK” was playing.

“I guess that means we have a game plan”

The TARDIS team was getting a little bit dizzy. Usually they were stuck in a series of events once they landed, but this time the universe itself seemed to be getting a little jumpy. Sherlock alone seemed to enjoy it.

A relatively unheardof song from Brookland Bounce echoed through the cracks in time.

“Finally, not bored” he said. “I can just about see the gears turning in your head” River said

Somewhere in time, the same conversation was occurring between Romeo and Juliet. “..and you said you weren't Sherlock” he said, watching her write more in her journals.

Not that the TARDIS herself wasn't a Sherlock as well. It poured through the unimaginable amount of data at it's disposal and brought up some of the Photoshops of Romeo, putting them through her mind, scanning them for most appropriate content and order, playfully putting them on a screen on Juliet's computer in a series of emails.

On board the TARDIS itself, it merely put up the number 666 then 999, red, then blue. Then sounded an alarm and shook the deck, just for fun.