"And so the Terileptil said to me 'This isn't the end, Doctor!' and you can guess what I said to him!"
Erin was laughing and smiling as I told stories of my travels before we had met. Angie on the other hand wasn't interested; she preferred her music.
"Excuse me, sir." A woman in a fancy uniform came up to me. "But could you please keep it down?" I nodded politely, lowering my voice to a whisper.
That was when I noticed the flickering man. I tapped Erin on the shoulder but she ignored me, trying not to laugh. "Erin!" I hissed. She turned to me.
"Is he...?" I asked, watching her gaze follow my accusing finger. She nodded.
"What do we do?" she asked, gesturing to Angie. I leaned in front of Erin, tapping Angie on the knee. She turned sharply, looking at me in horror.
"Sorry to bother you." I whispered but she clearly didn't hear. Erin pulled an earphone out and I repeated myself. "We need a third opinion." She raised her eyebrows. "On him."
She looked at the man, jumping in her seat. "Is he an alien?" she asked, her voice slightly louder than it should have been.
"Or a human messing with things he shouldn't be." Erin blurted out before I had chance to. I smiled at her, nodding a 'well done'.
"Either way we have to stop him." I said, pulling my sonic out of my pocket.
"I'm sorry sir but I'm going to have to take that off of you." The whirring had attracted the attention of the woman again and she swiped for the screwdriver, pocketing it. "I will pass it on to security when we land and they will decide whether you can have it back or not." She smiled at me harshly before wandering off.
"So what do we do now?" Erin asked. I smiled, climbnig over her and Angie towards the man.
"Excuse me," I said, kneeling down. "But don't I know you?"
The man shook his head, looking around to see if anyone would take me away. "Sorry but we haven't met before." He smiled at me before returing his attention to the magazine.
"Oh. Sorry." I mumbled, leaning so I could reach into his jacket pocket.
"What are you doing?" He asked, moving away from me. I could see one of the uniformed people approaching and didn't know what to do. I had definitely felt something in his pocket; something that shouldn't be there. There was another uniformed person behind me - I was trapped.
"Everyone!" I shouted. "Everyone look at this man and tell me what you see." Most of my fellow travellers ignored me but a couple turned but didn't react. "Please look properly. Look carefully and tell me what you see." Even fewer looked again but as they started to gasp, the others gave in to their curiosity.
That was when the man disappeared. Then we all lost consciousness.
When we woke up, I found myself back in my seat. "Odd." I murmured, holding my head. Something had tapped into my mind. This was very bad.
"We will now be landing in London Heathrow. We ask that you will all remain seated with your seatbelts on until we arrive at the Terminal. Thank you." The voice stopped talking with a crackle of static.
"That was quick." Erin muttered, looking at me with a confused smile. "Did I miss something?"
I looked over to the man but he was still gone, his chair empty. What had happened and why couldn't I remember it?
It took far too long for us to get off of the plane and after security had told me that my screwdriver was a dangerous weapon, I had stormed out of the building, not happy. That was when I saw him.
"Right. I need you two to do something for me." I said urgently.
"Oh great." Angie hissed. "What?"
"Remember that man? The one on the plane?" They both nodded. "Well he's getting into that taxi. I want you both to follow him and find out what he's doing yeah?"
"Why aren't you coming? Won't it be dangerous?" Angie asked. It took me a moment to remember that she was still new to this and hadn't exactly signed up for the danger.
"Well I need to find my ship. Remember? That was why we took that stupid plane and I lost my sonic." I nodded in time with my voice, using it to emphasise my points. "And if I don't do that soon, who knows what nasty things could happen."
I ushered them into a taxi and watched it drive off, knowing that if they were in serious trouble, Erin could give me a call. I patted my pocket, wondering how deep inside it the phone was and walked off, trying to figure out which way to go. A man climbed out of his car, lighting a cigarette. He wandered over to the edge of the Terminal, talking to some other guys.
"He won't mind." I whispered under my breath, jumping in and driving off. I followed my nose with a grin, slightly worried that I would do the wrong thing and the car would sprout wings and start flying and I didn't want to do that again.