InsaneJournal

Who: The Doctor and Jack Harkness
What: Hunting Daleks! Ah, old times.
When: Friday night.
Rating: TBD




The Doctor was on the hunt. No, that wasn't exactly unheard of, far from it, in fact. It's what he had spent most of his life doing, hunting out the bad guys and helping the people that needed to be helped. Or, he helped them if he could, which was most of the time if one was being perfectly honest. Every so often there was someone that the Doctor was simply unable to save, but more often there were events that he wasn't allowed to stop.

But this time it wasn't written in stone. There were Daleks on Earth and that was never supposed to happen, no matter how far forward or back he went in the time stream. It wasn't the first time he'd come across them on Earth though. He'd put a stop to it here several times already, and the last time he thought he had put a stop to it for all time. But somehow he had been wrong. So he was out looking for them, hoping he could find where they were holed up, if nothing else. Luckily, he had his sonic screwdriver on him and it was tuned to try and track their signal. It didn't always work, but as the Doctor made his way down a busy Lawrence street, he certainly hoped it would work this time.