#c:doctor

Doc: The news blog says that you have one of those books.

What was better than one genius level brain? Two genius level brains, of course. 

Meg had given Doc vague details about the possibility of finding a spell that could remove an angel’s grace, which opened up the possibility of ending this conflict. If only they could find a way to revert everyone to normal (or, a darker part of him thought - if they could just find a way to revert all the angels to normal), they stood a chance of preventing the imminent bloodshed.

Unfortunately, a search of the Torchwood database hadn’t yielded anything. Doc was certain that Sam was checking the library, which hopefully had some books from his world... and in the meantime, there was still one more resource that Doc hadn’t mentioned.

Heading towards the TARDIS, he rapped sharply on the door. He hadn’t heard much from the Doctor, but from what he’d gathered, the Time Lord hadn’t become an angel or a demon, which hopefully meant that he would be on his side. 

Hopefully.

 First of all, do not defile the sonic like that! It’s a useful tool and has been a faithful friend for many years!

Secondly, no we will not forget what you just said. What did you do?

Well, yes, that was sort of precisely the point. Friendly... tool. You know. Hey, I wasn’t the one who said it! It was Jack and Meg. Trust me, I was the victim there! Also traumatised.

What, so that you do something about it? Pack me off to another dimension without my supper? It’s over. Past. Done with.

Doc: I’ve sent out my invitations, and I’m pretty sure Donna will be absolutely livid if it falls through, so there’s no backing out now.

[text]: S.O.S.

{Text}: how this thing work??

{Text}: wow, wOW

{Text}: where are you? i’ll pick u up

[text]: Does that mean you aren’t coming back?

{Text}: That means what i said

{Text}: i need some time