“You aren’t taking him.” Polly was very firm. “It’s far too dangerous, traveling with you.”
“Weeelll, I admit some things happened, but it wasn’t all bad, was it? Thought you’d like him getting to see the stars...”
“Ben!” Polly yelled, her hand clutching her son’s shirt. “Ben, he’s back!”
A wiry, blonde man catapulted into the flat. “Hands off!” he said. “Go poach someone else’s children, Doctor. None of ours are going off to be monster bait.”
“But Mum…” the teenaged boy complained.
“Maybe the older girl…?”
“Sorry, sorry,” the Doctor sighed. “You know, Sarah-Jane said the same thing.”
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