Carol of the Daleks

***CLOSED TO 9th Doctor/Sonya and 4th Doctor/The Traveler***

It was mid-December. The ground was covered with a soft, fluffy dusting of snow and a light breeze blew through the trees. The night sky was riddled with stars small wisps of clouds, shaded hues of purple and dark blue, floating across the sky ever so gently. There was an eerie silence that rebounded across the park, that was only to be shattered by a familiar wheezing groan of an old type-40 TARDIS materializing.

The TARDIS doors opened up to reveal a tall, bohemian looking man in a grey tweed coat, checkered vest, and buccaneer boots. The man had a small black box in his hand that seemed to beep occasionally, as if it were tracking something. This man was the Doctor...or at least one of him.

The man stepped out of the craft and began to walk around the park, receiving occasional beeps and clicks from the device. "Residual time energy floating through the air. This is the last time I give K-9 free reign of the TARDIS. Nearly let a squadron of Daleks pass by my sight..."

The Doctor let out a small shiver, then went back to the TARDIS to grab his scarf and hat. He left the door wide open, cast a large white shape upon the freshly fallen snow. The different colored lights inside the TARDIS were causing the white shape to light up like a Christmas tree, a shape the Doctor had not seen in quite a long time.

Striding across the frozen ground, Sonya muttered under her breath while clasping her arms across her chest against the wind that kicked up, tossing a handful of snow into her face as she stomped across the ground. "This is the last time I let him drop me off anywhere before waltzing off to do his own thing. Next time I'm staying right in my room and refusing to leave the TARDIS." She grumbled, her nose was numb, her ears ached and so did her jaw for that matter, being gripped tightly against the small gusts of wind that liked to blow up against her face.

Since her new regeneration, she found that some of the things she enjoyed in the past, she now despised, cold weather, for that matter, she hated cold wind. It cut her directly to the core whenever it blew against her. Cupping her hands in front of her face, Sonya blew into them, trying to bring some circulation back into their fingers, eyes scanning the area idly before freezing suddenly. A blue box, a very familiar blue box to be exact. "What the hell is he playing at?" Clasping her hands around herself again, she made her way towards the box, a lecture already on her lips as she drew near only for her words to be caught in her throat. It was the TARDIS, but it wasn't the Doctor she knew. "Ah... Bloody hell."

The Doctor had unraveled his scarf from the coat rack, as it had tangled up during his latest flight when a sudden jolt had nearly thrown the Doctor out into the Vortex. He grabbed his hat, which was unseemingly stuck to the time rotor and walked towards the door.

As the Doctor neared the giant doors, his time radiation device began to go off with chirps and trills wildly buzzing about. The Doctor held it up and gave it a small whack. The device continued to go off. "Ah HA! Finally some good news!" He ran out of the TARDIS and into the chilly, bitter night. The Doctor circled around aimlessly following the increasing and decreasing beeps and trills as they seemed to spike at random intervals.

Not paying any attention to his surroundings, the Doctor ran right into Sonya who was approaching the TARDIS. "My apologies, miss!"

He tipped his hat and continued walking past her, only to have his device grow quiet. He stopped in his tracks....

The Doctor turned around and started heading back to the TARDIS. His device began to beep more and more until he ran right into the back of Sonya, who had not made her way into the TARDIS. The device went wild.

"Will you put that noisy thing away. Honestly, every one of you love to have loud, beeping things, don't you?" Sonya muttered, still irritated from the cold that bit at her exposed skin as she turned to face the newest form of the Doctor she met, eying him up and down before noticing the scarf. Grinning suddenly, she reached out and tugged on it lightly. "I remember this, always tripping over it when I go into the wardrobe. Blasted thing, he won't even let me wear it though, he hardly ever uses it besides in some daring plan that has maybe a twenty percent chance of working."

Turning her head to look at the TARDIS over her shoulder for a moment, Sonya looked back at the Doctor, her grin still in place as she speculated what he might be doing. "Your in the wrong place you know, the Daleks are east of London right now. Just a couple of them right now, they weren't much of a bother, told them off, got shot at a couple of times, then they flew off in that direction. I was looking for my Doctor when I spotted your TARDIS." She explained suddenly, one hand raising up to wave in the vague direction of where she saw the Daleks fly off in.

"You've seen this scarf bef--Wait, every single one of us? ONE OF US?! You've met me before?" The Doctor seemed flabbergasted at strange person who seemed to know more about him than he did....

The Doctor paused for a moment before what she had said hit him. " DALEKS?! We haven't a moment to lose then! One moment I was flying through the time vortex and I receive a strange warning call from this vector, along with unusually high time radiation readings, then I run into you looking for YOUR Doctor...Which one is yours? WAIT, don't tell me. I'm not supposed to know. Not yet at least."

The Doctor looked off into the distance, observing the direction she was pointing. "Come along, we mustn't keep our friends waiting, should we?" He began to walk in the direction of the city. "How long have the daleks been here? Tell me what you know of these tin-plated monstrosities."