Catalysts Don't Show Mercy (Susan Foreman/The Doc)

[Flynn Delta]

The familiar sound of a TARDIS rang out, one with a working chameleon circuit, however as it's sensors detect the nearby Police boxes it decides that the form of a police box would blend in the best.
it slowly became an effective barrier between Susan and Alec and The Doctors and Ace.
once it has fully materialized a man steps out.
"Hello Susan, Alec" he offers a hand to Susan "care to step inside for a cup of tea?"
(in case anyone is confused Susan Alec [TARDIS] Doctors and Ace.)

[Susan Foreman]

Susan didn’t want to die. She just wanted for everybody to back off and leave her the hell alone. However, the footsteps behind her indicated that they weren’t quite getting that message. But if she died – if she gathered the courage – then they wouldn’t have a choice. They couldn’t keep pestering the girl that gave them nothing but trouble. But if she fled – if she went to an obscure time and place, changed her name again – would they still try to follow her? To trace the girl that tried to kill them all at one point?

Why?

She caused nothing but trouble. The only emotions that she knew were confusion and anger – with some brief interludes of grief and guilt. So why would they bother? Why would they try to save this emotionally stunted, manipulative little girl? Why would they care?

She stopped walking, glaring behind her shoulder at Alec. She leaned against the wall, forehead pressed against the cold bricks. “C’mon you,” the older version of her grandfather said. She could only just make out the words. She shuddered. That girl was lying in a pool of her own blood, and yet they were going to chase her? “We’ve got a granddaughter down there. And a possible grandson, if I’m any judge.”

Grandson?

Susan looked around suspiciously. I… have a brother?

That’s not what he meant.

She turned around and looked at Alec. Her grandfather was insinuating that she would marry Alec? Well, last time her grandfather played matchmaker it’d ended up… well, here. Alec? “Go away. Just leave me alone.”

Don’t leave me alone.[/color]

Make up your mind, Ark. You can’t have both.

Was this how he felt? When Sarah and she were trying to stop him from dying? She was being hypocritical, then. But she’d done nothing for him. She hadn’t helped him, even though she claimed she would try. She hadn’t even gone with him. So why was he still following her when she had done nothing she had said that she would? She was nothing but a cold, manipulative liar.

“I don’t understand why you’re doing this,” she muttered. “I don’t understand anything about us, or anything about me. Why can’t I just make up my mind?”

And as if this wasn’t enough – because it couldn’t get any better, could it? – another TARDIS showed up. Her fists clenched. Another Doctor? Beautiful. Maybe this incarnation could possibly be even more obnoxious and overbearing than the other two.

But she was too exhausted to run away, or even walk away as she had been.

The man inside didn’t seem to be any incarnation of the Doctor that she recognized. Her eyes narrowed at him. “Hello Susan, Alec,” he greeted, offering a hand to her. She stepped back, raising her chin defiantly. Who did this guy think he was? All she wanted was for them to just forget about her. To forget that she existed. “Care to step inside for a cup of tea?”

“No, I don’t,” she said bluntly, gathering up the last of her energy to turn around and walk away. Her legs were trembling and it was more ‘determined stumbling’ than walking. Finally, she stopped, hissing out profanity under her breath. “What kind of tea?” [/size][/font]

[The Second Doctor]

Alec almost felt mocked when the Doctor called him a possible grandson. He had given up on those kinds of feelings for anyone years ago. He continued in persuit of Susan, and she was slowing inevitably.
"Go away. Just leave me alone.” Alec sighed.
"Susan, you know I won't do that." he answered.

"I don’t understand why you’re doing this,” she muttered. “I don’t understand anything about us, or anything about me. Why can’t I just make up my mind?”

"I understand Susan," he started softly, "I really do. I'm doing this because I care. It's been rough, I know, but-"

A blue box appeared in the alley.
"Not another one..." he said under his breath.

His eyes widened.
"You." he said simply.

He remembered the Trojan Horse, the Phantom, and the haunted house.
"I would most certainly not like any tea." he said.

[Flynn Delta]

"Chamomile, it's quite Soothing, by the looks of things I'd say you could use it. It's nice to see again as well Alec, and here I thought we were friends."

He steps out and examines his TARDIS.

"Oh isn't that odd? hopefully it doesn't get stuck like this, I'd hate to be mistaken for The Doctor, I'd ruin his reputation, or what's left of it."
He turns to Susan
"So Tea?"

[The Second Doctor]

"Chamomile, it's quite Soothing, by the looks of things I'd say you could use it."
Alec whelped softly.
"On second thought, I might take some...maybe."

"Its nice to see again as well Alec, and here
I thought we were friends."
"Any reason we're not? I just don't trust you. Don't take it personally, I don't trust a lot of people." he admitted.

Alec raised an eyebrow and nodded at Flynn's Tardis questioningly.
"Oh isn't that odd? hopefully it doesn't get stuck like this, I'd hate to be mistaken for The Doctor, I'd ruin his reputation, or what's left of it."
"What's left of it indeed. Nasty stunt he pulled on my pet Silent. Had me kill it, can you believe that? I was even working on developing a machine to remember it. Can't anymore. Just know it was called Silence."
Flynn turned on Susan again.
"So Tea?"

[Susan Foreman]

“Susan, you know I won’t do that,” he said, and Susan glanced over her shoulder, feeling the urge to smile at him. It was a very nice feeling to know that your closest friend wouldn’t abandon you… even if you kind of wanted him to. “I understand Susan,” he said. She turned to him sceptically, needing for him to understand because she sure as hell didn’t. “I really do. I’m doing this because I care. It’s been rough, I know, but—”

But?

The TARDIS had cut him off. She continued to stumble-walk away, trying to ignore the fact that she was so completely exhausted. It sounded as though the man and Alec knew each other. She turned back to them, taking a step towards him.

“It’s chamomile,” the man said.

She took another few steps, driven now by her stomach. “Chamomile?” she asked, already hooked into going into this stranger’s TARDIS.

“On second thought, I might take some… maybe.”

With that, she stumbled the rest of the way. She almost pushed past the man to hurry into the TARDIS, but she paused, one foot into the doorway. She took a few steps back, uncertain. “How do you know my name? I’ve never met you before.”

Had she?

Her memories weren’t the most stable.

She backed away from the stranger in case he tried to grab her. Susan didn’t know how much he knew of her, and she didn’t feel like accidentally dumpster diving in someone else’s memories and thoughts. She stationed herself beside Alec, watching the newcomer warily. “I’ll go if you do,” she proffered.

[Ace]

Ace pulled out the second bullet flicking it away; she finished wrapping her shoulder up and leaned back against the bike. The others seemed to know who this other timelord was but it didn’t have anything to do with her though she stuck around anyway just in case.

[The First Doctor]

The Doctor - the older Doctor - paused as the new TARDIS materialized. Another police box.

It might have fooled a casual viewer, but not him. The 4-space extension looked the same, but it wasn't... wasn't her. She - "Sexy", his own private nickname, when nobody was around - had been with him longer than anything else. Anyone else. He'd be able to find her, even if all of her siblings were still alive and gathered together.

The ghost of a memory. A woman. She should have been here, too, as familiar with the TARDIS as he was...

He shoved the memories away, unwilling to confront the pain. Old pain, new pain.

It should have been you. She should be your granddaughter, too. You should be here now, helping a bitter old man reconcile...

He pushed the thought back, buried it away, forced himself to forget - for a moment.

On the far side of the new blue box, there was a conversation. About tea.

The Doctor looked at the Doctor. "Right," he said. "Let's give her a minute." A pause. "And set up the logic probe, so we make sure everything's all right. And put a tracking ray on that TARDIS, in case everything's not."

A beat. "Well? Hop to it, man! We've finally found Arkytior. Let's not lose her again!"

He spun, and marched towards the younger iteration of the TARDIS.

[The Seventh Doctor]

The Seventh Doctor didn't move, he stayed still and crossed his arms and stood completely still.
"Why? Why should I care what happens to someone who doesn't care about me?" He turns walks over to his TARDIS.
"Why shouldn't I leave right now and let things play out with me? Give me a reason not to."
He enters his TARDIS and closes the door.

[The First Doctor]

The Seventh Doctor didn't move, he stayed still and crossed his arms and stood completely still.
"Why? Why should I care what happens to someone who doesn't care about me?" He turns walks over to his TARDIS.
"Why shouldn't I leave right now and let things play out with me? Give me a reason not to."
He enters his TARDIS and closes the door.

The Doctor gaped at himself. "Rod and Eye, Ace," he lamented. "How ever did you put up with me? I'm probably in there right now, wearing all black and playing Depeche Mode and writing bad poetry."

He stopped, and looked at his all-black outfit. "Don't. Even. Start." he said, giving her his best baleful look.

Then he pulled the key from his pocket (still warm, still pulsing gently), fitted it to the younger TARDIS, and threw the door open.

"Doesn't care?" he shouted, pointing his finger at the younger Doctor as he stormed in. "Doesn't care? The first time we see her in four hundred years we put a gun to her head, and you're lamenting that she doesn't care?"

He slammed his palms down on the console, standing across from his younger self. "She's my granddaughter! That's why we care! Because we promised we'd care for her, and love her, when her mothers died in our little war! Because she's all we have left in the entire universe! That's why we care!"

Stalking around the console, he got right up in his face. "And because," he snarled, "for once in our lives, this is our chance to not run away! To stand and fight for something important! That's why we care!"

He stepped back. "Walk away now," he said, breathing hard, "and we are the vicious old man she hates."

[Ace]

The Doctor gaped at himself. "Rod and Eye, Ace," he lamented. "How ever did you put up with me? I'm probably in there right now, wearing all black and playing Depeche Mode and writing bad poetry."

He stopped, and looked at his all-black outfit. "Don't. Even. Start." he said, giving her his best baleful look.

Ace shrugged “hey I didn’t say anything tall, dark and...almost bald.” she pushed off the bike wincing cause of her side when she put all of her weight on her feet and followed the Oldest version of the Doctor into the Tardis but stopped just at the door leaning against it. For some reason even as many memories she had, had in that box it didn’t feel right entering it just yet. Softly “Alright boys, lets play nice.”

[The Second Doctor]

"I'll go if you go." he heard Susan say.

"I'm coming, if only for the tea." he joked.

He held his hand out softly towards Susan.
"How do you know her name?" he felt kind of protective, despite that she really didn't need it.

The Galifreyan frowned at Flynn. How did he suddenly know her name? Had they met?

[Susan Foreman]

She ignored the voices of her grandfather. The older one seemed to want to give her a chance. The younger one seemed to be less forgiving. He had, after all, held a gun to her head and called her hateful. Susan looked down at her feet, a tad embarrassed by the whole situation. She was just another woman with too much emotional baggage. She cleared her throat, about to decline the offer to tea and apologize to Alec for everything, and then she’d walk away for good. She’d keep moving around until finally they tired of looking for her. Their lives would go back to normal, and everyone would forget about the Doctor’s granddaughter.

“I’m coming, if only for the tea,” Alec said, holding out his hand towards her. She relaxed, and put her hand in his. It felt almost too normal. She wriggled her fingers experimentally, staring at their interlocked hands almost scientifically. Susan walked inside of the TARDIS, her grip on Alec’s hand strong.

“The tea,” she requested shortly.

“How do you know her name?” Alec asked.

Susan raised an eyebrow briefly at the man, before turning her gaze back down to their interlocked hands. She pulled her hand away from his, offering a small smile to Alec. “Listen,” she said, looking between the man and Alec. “I just want the tea. Spare me your lectures and pity, all right? Afterwards, I’m going to leave, and neither of you will follow me.”[/font]

[Flynn Delta]

Flynn enters his TARDIS, inviting them to follow him, the walls are lined with weapons from a simple baseball bat to a Mk 99 Dalek Exterminator Rifle to a golden rapier with the insignia of the french royal family on it's blade to a Mini-Gun to Grenades.

"So Alec, how have you been since The Haunted House? You know I still haven't gotten you back for what you did."

A blue force field surrounds Alec and separates him from Susan.

"And don't think I don't know what you've been up to in the past, Genocide!? Really I can't believe you were careless enough to wipe out an entire race! And you think you're good enough for Susan?! You ignorant little fool! It's sort of funny actually that you think you stand a chance with her! It's Pathetic. Ha!"

He snaps his fingers and his TARDIS Doors slam shut
"Now you two stay in there while I get the Tea" he hums a tune and walks to a door and goes through leaving Alec trapped.

[Susan Foreman]

The experience didn’t seem to be so terrible after all. The weapons hanging all around the TARDIS didn’t set off any warning bells in her mind, even though it probably should have. He must have used all of the weapons at one point or another. She examined them with scrutinizing detail, counting on her fingers the amount. However, as the stranger began to speak to Alec, she glanced over with bright eyes, a relatively friendly smile on her face.

Haunted house? she wondered, her curiosity piqued. The man was effectively dodging the question about how he knew her, but she decided not to keep bugging him about it. It was obvious that he was a Time Lord. It was possible that in her future they were friends, although something about him made her doubt that possibility.

Still, tea was tea. Especially chamomile.

Susan shifted her weight awkwardly, feeling as though she were a third wheel to some kind of strange animosity. She began to shift closer to Alec, wanting to take his hand back into hers. However, before she reached him, a blue forcefield separated them. She stepped back uncertainly, withdrawing her hand quickly. “Hey,” she snapped, aggravated by the sudden disability to speak with Alec.

Her irritation quickly rose at the man’s words. “And don’t you think I don’t know what you’ve been up to in the past,” he reprimanded Alec. Her shoulders tensed and she stared intently at Alec. How did these two know each other? What had this man meant, earlier, when he’d said he still hadn’t paid Alec back for the time in the house? “Genocide! Really, I can’t believe you were careless enough to wipe out an entire race!”

She glanced between the man and Alec quizzically. Alec had murdered an entire species? It was nothing totally out of his character, but she doubted he’d done it without reason. “Shut up,” she muttered towards the stranger. Susan crossed her arms, picking and pinching the burnt flesh on her arm. “How do you even know him?” she demanded of the stranger.

“And you think you’re good enough for Susan?”

Susan stared at the stranger, eyes wide. “Why are you bringing me into this? He doesn’t care for me,” she retorted irritably. This stranger was really wearing on her nerves. How dare he speak to Alec that way? And what the hell was with this force field anyway?

“You ignorant little fool! It’s sort of funny actually that you think you stand a chance with her! It’s pathetic. Ha!”

Her cheeks lit up and she clenched her fists. “What are you talking about?” she asked, exasperated. She turned her glare to Alec, misguided anger directing towards him. “What is he talking about, Alec?” she demanded.