The Cardiff Experiment

by kijikun [Reviews - 2]

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  • Action/Adventure

Author's Notes:
Characters: John Smith/11th Doctor , Ann Walken, K-9 Mark V, UNIT

John picked up the picture of a young red haired woman with a pretty off Dr. Walken’s desk. He’d been glancing at it on and off for the last hour. “What a beautiful woman, probably.” He looked a Samuel. “Your wife?”

Samuel smiled proudly. “My daughter, Laura. An actress the like you’ve never seen before, John. To see her on stage was a thing beauty.”

“She’s passed away? I’m sorry to hear that, Samuel.” John placed the pictured back down on the desk very gently.

“Thank you, it was such a tragedy, but she will live on through my master project. It’s named after her you see. ‘Laura’s Hope’, I’ve called it.” Samuel smiled at the picture. He seemed to shake himself out of his daze after a moment. “Where were we?”

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“Dr. Walken!” Liz Sheppard called, entering into the Samuel’s office. She came up short when she saw John Smith deep in conversation with him. “Oh, sir, I’m very sorry to interrupt. I didn’t realize you were with someone–”

Samuel looked up and sighed. “Yes, what is it?”

John looked annoyed with the interruption.

“I wouldn’t have interrupted if it wasn’t important, sir. We’ve have a code yellow in experiment room three,” she said carefully.

Samuel’s eyes widened, and he got to his feet. “You should have said so at once.” He turned to John. “Please excuse me, John, it seems I’m needed.”

“Can I be of any help?” John asked.

“No, but thank you for your offer.” Samuel nodded to him. “I believe you can find your own way out? I do hope will have a chance to talk again be before you leave.” He left the room with Liz close on his heels.

John Smith watched the close behind Doctor Samuel Walken. “Oh we will, Samuel Walken. We will.”

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Samuel gazed in awe at the outline of a female figure composed of light sitting on the chair in the center of the room. Joan Carter stood beside him trembling.

“What happened, Joan?”

“We were running basic equipment check when it appeared,” Joan told him, her voice shook. “Dr. Walken, it killed Dr. Hines.”

Samuel simply nodded. “Un-seal the door. I’m going to talk to her.” He walked towards the door. The guards looked at Joan, unsure whether to obey him.

Joan grabbed his arm. “Doctor? Did you hear me? That thing in there killed Mark. It burned him to death! You can’t go in there.”

“I’m sure Laura didn’t mean to hurt him. She’s confused and scared, Joan.” He smiled at Joan and patted her arm. “Don’t worry, I’ll be perfect safe.”

Joan just stared at him.

“Father,” a female voice called from inside the room.

Samuel scowled at the guards. “I said un-seal that door!”

The guards scrambled to undo the seals and allow Dr. Walken into the room.

“I’m here, Laura.” Samuel told her.

The figure of light shifted and moved in the frame of the chair. “I remember, father. I remember now. I was human. What’s happened to me father?”

Samuel knew his daughter’s voice and took a step towards Laura. “There was an accident, Laura. Do you remember the earthquake?”

“Yes, I do. It tore the ground. So much pain and confusion. I hurt.”

“It’s all right now, Laura,” Samuel assured her.

The light dimmed for a moment then burned brighter. “I am fading, father. I remember a…female child. Yes, a daughter.”

Samuel nodded. “Ann. Her name is Ann.”

“Yes. Ann.” A horrible screeching sound made Samuel fall to his knees.

“Laura, what is it? What’s causing that sound?” Samuel asked, reaching to his daughter’s form of light.

“Bring me the female child. I need the female child…I wish to see my child again before I fade forever. Please my father. Do this for me?”

Samuel leaped to his feet. “Anything, Laura. Anything.” He turned and raced to the door, ignoring Mark’s burnt corpse by the wall. He pulled the door opened and pointed to Joan. “You, have Ann brought here now.”

“Doctor Walken, I don’t think that’s a wise idea,” Joan cautioned. “Please come out of the room. Let the soldiers seal the room again.”

The light behind Samuel grew brighter. “Have my granddaughter brought here, or I will take Laura to her. Do I make myself clear?” he growled.

Joan nodded, with a tremor. “Yes, sir. I’ll send someone to bring her right away.”

Samuel slammed the door shut and walked back over to the figure of light. He fell on his knees before it. “Yes, Laura. She is coming.”

Joan covered her face with her hands for a moment then straightened. “Private, fetch Ann Walken from the auxiliary computer room and quickly.”

“Yes, ma’am!” the private said, racing off down the hall.

“You,” she pointed at one of the technicians. “You’re Liz Sheppard, correct?”

The young woman nodded. “Yes, Dr. Carter.”

“Good, fetch Dr. Smith. He should still be on the base. Well? Get moving, girl!” Joan crossed her arms.

Liz Sheppard jumped and hurried back towards Dr. Walken’s office.

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“My grandfather needs me now?” Ann protested as she led through the hallways of the base. “I hadn’t even finished working those formulas.”

The solider didn’t answer, and Ann glared at the back of his head in annoyance. The annoyance turned to fear when she saw the soldiers and scientists standing outside the room. She could see an almost blinding light coming out of the observation windows.

“Where is Dr. Smith?” Joan Carter was demanding. She glanced at Ann. “Ann, there you are.”

“Dr. Carter? What’s going on and where is my grandfather?” Ann demanded.

Dr. Carter pointed into the room, and Ann turned to look. She saw her grandfather kneeling in front of a chair filled with light. “Ann, Dr. Walken–your grandfather, he has…”

“Lost it?” Ann supplied.

“That’s fairly accurate,” one of the male technicians, snorted. Carter shot him a withering look.

Carter knelt down in front of Ann. “Ann, your grandfather believes that creature in there is your mother, and she wants to see you.”

Ann wrinkled her brow. “My mother?”

“Yes,” Carter nodded. “This is a lot to ask of you, but will you go in there?”

Ann glanced at her grandfather and the creature made of light. She looked back at Dr. Carter and the rest of the scared and worried grown ups. She thought about the Doctor. “All right.”

Carter nodded and stood up. “Open the door,” she ordered.

Ann took a deep breath and stepped into the room. “Grandfather? I’m here.” She gagged on the smell that filled the room.

Samuel Walken turned to his granddaughter. His skin was red and peeling. “Ann, come say hello to your mother.” Before her eyes, her grandfather seemed to wither.

The light creature beckoned towards Ann. “Ann, my daughter.”

“What are you doing to him?” Ann whispered, looking from her grandfather to the thing claiming to be her mother.

“He’s such a good father. He said he’d do anything for me. Even die.”

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“Dr. Smith!” Liz called as she caught sight of him in the hall. She slowed down and grabbed his arm. “You have to come with me.”

He pulled his arm out of her grip. “Sorry, I think you’ve got that backwards.”

She blinked at him. “We don’t have time for jokes, Doctor. Something went wrong with Dr. Walken’s experiment. Dr. Hines has been killed, and Dr. Walken —he’s gone into the room whatever kill Dr. Hines,” she gasped out of breath.

“Get a hold of yourself. Panicking won’t help anyone, and it just might get you killed,” he told her sharply. “Now we can talk as we run. You can talk and run, can’t you?”

Liz raised her chin. “Of course I can.”

“Good girl. Lead the way.” John pushed his glasses firmly up on his nose.

They raced down the corridors with Liz filling him in as they went. “Then Dr. Walken told Dr. Carter to get his granddaughter there.”

John stopped in his tracks. “His granddaughter…Ann. Is her name Ann?”

“Yes, how did you know, Dr. Smith?” she asked, looking at him perplexed.

“No time for that, come on. We need to get down there before they have more brilliant ideas.” John cursed under his breath and started to run again.

They reached the group outside the room just as one of the soldiers pushed the door closed again and sealed it.

Liz put her hands on her legs and panted. “Dr. Carter, I’ve brought Dr. Smith.”
“Dr. Smith, thank you. I know this is a bit abrupt but we need--”

“My help. Yes, I did gather that.” He gave her a hard look. “Where’s the girl?”

Carter balanced. “The girl, Doctor?”

“Yes, Ann Walken. Where is she?” he demanded.

Liz Sheppard gasped. “Dr. Smith, she’s in the room!”

John whirled around and started at Ann. She knelt beside her grandfather’s crumbled body. She was staring up at the figure of light.

John pulled something out of his pocket. “Let me in there.”

Carter shook her head. “I can’t let you do that, Doctor. The risk is too great; we can’t assure your safety.”

“But you could send a half grown girl into certain death or worse?” He towered over her and shoved a finger towards the door. “Get that door open. Now!”

“Open the door,” Carter ordered the soldiers. “Who are you?” she asked John.

He gripped the sonic screwdriver tightly in his hand. “I’m the Doctor.”

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Ann looked at her grandfather and touched his arm. “Granddad, come on, you need to get up. We need to get out of here.”

He smiled at her. “It’s all right, Ann. Go to your mother.”

“That thing isn’t my mum.” Ann didn’t look at the creature.

“Daughter,” the creature called. “Come to me, daughter.”

Ann stood up while carefully not looking directly at the creature. “You are not my mother!”

The creature hissed, its light growing brighter.

“I don’t know what you are, but you’re not my mother,” Ann said loudly.

“But I was,” it crackled, all resemblance of a human voice at fallen away.

Ann shook her head. “No you weren’t. My mother is dead and sure as hell don’t believe in ghosts. What are you and what do you want?”

“You.” A screeching filled the room, and Ann had to cover her ears.

She didn’t realize she was screaming until she heard a voice that rose above hers. “Enough!”

The sound stopped. Ann took her hands from her ears and looked for the source. A tall man dressed in jeans and a blue jumper stood behind her. Ann started at him. She didn’t recognize him but still felt she knew him. He held out a hand and helped her to her feet.

“Are you all right, Ann?” he asked, not looking directly at the creature.

“Not really, but thanks for asking.” Ann peered up at him.

The corner of his mouth twitched. “I want you to listen very carefully to me, Ann. You need to walk about of this room and tell all those white-coated imbeciles out there to evacuate the area. Tell those soldiers that there is a Code 9 alert, they should help you get those people clear.”

“A Code 9 alert, got it.” Ann frowned slightly. “Doctor?”

The Doctor took a step towards the creature. “Not the best time for a reunion, Ann.”

She nodded even though he couldn’t see her and scrambled back for the door. Ann yanked it opened and looked at the adults in the corridor. “Dr. Carter, you need to evacuate the area.”

Joan Carter shook her head. “We need to stay here and monitor the situation. The data we’re collecting is remarkable.”

“You really are an imbecile, aren’t you?” Ann said in disgust. She turned to one of the soldiers. “The Doctor says that we have a Code 9 alert.”

The reaction was immediate. “Empty this corridor!” one of the soldiers order as the other called it in over the radio.

The soldiers herded Ann down the corridor with everyone else. She stopped half away and turned back.

“Get back here, kid!” one of the soldiers grabbed her arm.

Ann twisted out of his grip. “I’ve got to help the Doctor and my grandfather!” she called. She ran fast and hard.

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“Time Lord,” the light hissed, fluxing and flashing. “I thought you were all dead.”

The Doctor smiled. “You thought wrong.” He walked in a slow circle around the chair the light occupied. “I thought we’d trapped you quite nicely in a temporal hyperfield.”

“Do you have any idea how long I languished in that place?” the light hissed.

“Millennia or so? Must have been quite boring without even a crossword puzzle,” the Doctor said in mock sympathy.

There was a crackle of energy as the light brightened. “Do not mock me, Time Lord!”

“Or what? You’re going to flash at me?” the Doctor asked, raising an eyebrow. “You might have enough energy built up to fry up humans, but we both know it won’t affect me.”

The screeching started up again. The Doctor crossed his arms and examined some of the equipment looking bored. When the sound died off, the Doctor glanced that way though he didn’t look directly at the light. “Are you quite finished with your tantrum?”

“You ruined my plans, Time Lord. I will make you pay,” the light crackled.

“I’ve heard it before.” He waved it off, taking his glasses off to polish the lens. “You must have thought it incredible lucky when you found about Ann after you ransacked Samuel Walken’s brain. Too bad she was didn’t fall for your little parlor trick?” He started flicking switches on the control panel.

The light dimmed. “No, what are you doing?”

The Doctor didn’t look back. “Sending you back where you came from.”

“Father! Help me, he’s trying to hurt me!” the light pleaded.

“I don’t think that’s going to fool anyone–” the Doctor was cut off as Samuel Walken grabbed him from behind and started dragging him to the light.

“Yes, bring him to me. He’ll work even better than the girl,” the light almost cooed.

The Doctor fought back and easily overpowered Samuel. “Samuel, listen to me. That thing is not your daughter. Laura is dead.”

Samuel shook his head in denial. “No, look she’s there. I’ve brought her back from the past. Don’t you see, I found her.”

“Samuel, Laura died the day of the earthquake. I’m sorry, but she did.” He shook the scientist. “You think if could have brought her back to Ann, I wouldn’t have?”

Samuel stared at the Doctor. “Ann?” he whispered as if he’d just realized she wasn’t there.

“Father!” the light creature wailed as it dimmed more.

“She’s safe, Samuel, and you can still walk away from this. Walk about of this room and go to your granddaughter,” the Doctor told him and let go of his arms.

Samuel looked shelled shocked and stumbled towards the door as Ann burst in. “Granddad!”

The light screeched. “Bring me the girl, father. I need her!”

“Ann, I thought I told you to get out of here,” the Doctor yelled at her.

Ann shook her head. “No, you told me to get everyone else out of here. You didn’t mention me.” She put her arm around her grandfather. “Come on. Let’s get you to a med team.”

The creature howled. “I will not be denied!” There was flash of light and all the hairs on the Doctor’s arm stood up.

“Ann, Samuel, get down!” he yelled, frantically throwing more switches.

“You will pay for this, Time Lord. You will be the last of your kind,” the creature howled.

The Doctor could feel the heat on his neck but kept working. Just a few more adjustments and --- Samuel Walken screamed.

The Doctor stared at the Samuel who had thrown himself between himself and the energy burst. Then he made a fatal mistake, he looked directly at the light.

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Ann watched in horror as her grandfather fell to the ground. The Doctor stood frozen staring at the light. “Doctor!” she yelled, but he didn’t respond.

She watched as the Doctor started to walk towards the light. Frantically Ann looked around for something to use to help. She spotted the fire exhauster on the wall and grabbed it.

Ann directed the blast towards the creature and fell backwards on her butt. The creature screeched, and Ann covered her ears again. The Doctor shook himself out of his daze and spun around. He threw the last few switches. “Ann, run!”

She opened her mouth to protest then ran. Her lungs felt like they would burst from un-uttered sobs.

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The Doctor bent down and dragged Samuel from the room. “Come on, Samuel. You’re not dead yet.”

Samuel coughed and shook his head painfully. “Close enough.”

“You didn’t have to do it, you foolish human,” the Doctor said, laying Samuel on the ground.

Samuel closed his eyes and took a breath, and then coughed again. “Yes I did.” He opened his eyes and managed a smile. “Take care of Ann. Tell her I’m going to see her mother.”

He died smiling.

The Doctor closed Samuel’s eyes and got to his feet. Halfway down the corridor he caught up with Ann. He grabbed her hand. “We’ve got to get clear before it blows,” he told her.

Ann nodded and tried to keep up. “What about my grandfather?” she asked.

The Doctor pressed his lips together then physically picked her up. He could run fast enough for them both.

The blast still knocked him from his feet, and it took a few moments before the world stopped shaking. The Doctor still had his arms wrapped tightly around Ann. She clung to him with her face buried in his jumper.

He stroked her hair and didn’t say anything for a long time.

Epilogue to follow