The Doctor said it was urgent though after all we've been through I've learned to take things the Doctor says notched down. He wanted me to come down to his flat in Cardiff and I obliged being for once in the neighborhood taking an inventory of Torchwood "7" artifacts. Normally such procedures end up to be exercises in posturing jurisdiction but things seem to run smoother with the Council's presence on Earth. I myself am on the fence about the Council of the Infinite Hand. A collection of reincarnated Timelords proposing an exchange of knowledge for sanctuary is unheard of in all of the stories I have come across of the ancient race. But I guess the times have changed. The Doctor being genetically the last Timelord and the Council and the reincarnated president of Gallifrey, Romana, being all that's left of the Timelord's culture called for extreme measures. The knowledge they hold could turn any race of the universe into gods or demons.
And so in any case the old posturings of the world powers had been put on hold and an uneasy world peace had been silently declared. All of which has made my job quite boring though at the same time quite high profile and made this particular visit to the Doctor's flat a change of pace..
"Door's open"
"Doctor?"
"Ah, Brigadier, you are just in time. Here, hold this." he handed me a large bottle of cheap bubbling alcohol.
"I'm quite fine actually.. Just had tea and biscuits with Captain Harkness.."
"Oh did you. How is the Captain?"
"Good Lord.." I had just noticed the menagerie of equipment that littered his front room and some what beyond teeming with buzzes, whirls, and blinking lamps. "New experiment you haven't cleared with UNIT?"
"Nonsense. It's all approved by the Madame President herself.." He smile devilishly standing in front of a makeshift console with 3 over sized hand switches.
"So this is her?"
"It is and I'm about to throw the 'on' switches to the beast. And you have the honors of breaking that 3 year old bubbly on her."
"Quite honored. So this mess of cabinets is going to re-materialize Tardis?"
"Easy, don't you go on hurting the old girl's feelings. This mess of cabinets is the Tardis."
"Oh yes.. The wonders of extra-dimensional space craft.."
"OK here we go.. Oh and by the way the local authorities will probably be on their way in here.."
"What's that?"
There was a screech of tires from the street below and the uneven drumming of boots on stair case making their way to the Doctor's front door. The Doctor immediately hauled a sheet of metal that had been lying behind the door, "Help me Brigadier."
Still dumbfounded from the Doctor's last statement I jumped to his left and help him lift the metal board over the top door hinge and over the bronze lock frame mounting. The Doctor then quickly whipped out his sonic screwdriver from his lapel pocket and quickly applied it on the very same points. The door wasn't going down with out a fight.
"This is the police. We have a warrant to search your premises for explosives. Please open the door and come peacefully out."
"Love to oblige your requests but door is stuck.."
The door all of the sudden shuddered from the blow of a police issue door ram. The metal plate strained and buckled slightly. "That's not going to hold, Doctor.."
"Get over by the switches.." Hopping over cables and short arrays of equipment I quickly got over by the Doctor. "OK, here goes nothing"
The Doctor pulled on the 3 switches. There was a brief moment of nothingness. Then as quickly as it faded out we re-materialized in the control room of the Tardis..
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