"Blue one there, red one there…" the Doctor mumbled to himself. This was gonna be tricky. If it didn’t work, the angel would kill everyone in the room before they even realised it was there.
"…and finally, green one there!" he exclaimed, sonic-ing the last remaining wire into place.
Jackie was pacing. It was one of those things she did when she was nervous. Well, that and bite her thumbnail. "Are you absolutely sure this’ll work Doctor?"
"Yes, yes. 100%" he exhaled "well, maybe more like 98, 97 at minimum"
"Great" Frank said. His lack of confidence showing.
"Look, on the bright side" The Doctor replied "If it doesn’t work, the angel will kill us before we can say ‘oh god, we’re all going to die’. Well, I say that…". He trailed off. He was lying. A clever lie. A reassuring lie. He knew the angel wouldn’t kill them kindly. He could tell from his earlier encounter in the hallway. It was angry, and for good reason. Why was it chained up? What had happened to it’s wings? Questions bounced around the Doctors head like ping pong balls.
His thoughts were interrupted by the angel, still banging on the door. Bang Bang Bang. Yes, definitely angry.
"Right then" he said, lifting the Cryo-pod. "Frank, I’m going to need you to go to that computer and open the door. Jackie, I’m going to need you to fetch me that axe" He pointed towards the axe contained in a glass case affixed to the wall.
"And as for me…" he said to himself, placing the pod on the floor, a few metres from the door. He checked the pod. ‘Yep, that’ll have to do’
"Ok everyone" the Doctor bellowed, doing his best to exhume confidence. "Ready?"
"Ready!" replied Jackie and Frank in uniform.
Frank pushed the button. The door swung open. The angel was in the room. The Doctor pointed his screwdriver at the pod. Nothing happened. "C’mon you stupid thing" the Doctor exclaimed, shaking the screwdriver. He pointed again. Sparks flew from the end. The pod went off, freezing everything in its immediate vicinity. Including the angel.
"Jackie!" the Doctor shouted. Jackie threw the axe to the Doctor, who caught it, grinning. Swinging the axe above his head, he sent it crashing down, taking the angels outstretched arm. He swung again, this time shattering the thing entirely. It fell, reduced to a lumpy pile of dust and rubble.
Everything went quiet, the Doctors heavy breathing the only noise. Had he…enjoyed it? Taking a life in such gory fashion. Had the Time war really changed him? ‘No’ he reassured himself ‘if I hadn’t done this, everyone in this room would be dead, and a weeping angel would have been unleashed upon London’.
"Doctor?" Jackie said, reaching out and placing her hand on his shoulder. She was shocked. She could have sworn the Doctor was smiling whilst he hacked at the angel. ‘No. Must have been a trick of the light’
"You ok Frank?" she queried, looking to Frank.
"Y…yeah" he answered. It was clear he also wasn’t expecting that. It had to be done though, right?
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