Fringes: One of Those Days - Part 15

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“Not necessarily,” said the Doctor.
“You have a plan,” said Uhura, smiling.
“Well, I have an idea,” said the Doctor. “We need to seal the breach.”
“How?” asked Olivia.
“Impossible,” said Arturo. “I’ve been trying to seal the damned thing for days!”
Olivia ignored the professor. “Doctor, how do we seal the breach?”
“We need to patch it with a multidimensionally charged object.”
“The TARDIS,” said Uhura.
“No,” said the Doctor. “Not the TARDIS. By the time we could get the TARDIS here, it would be too late.”
Uhura stared at him. “You don’t mean. . . .”
“I’ve had a good, long run,” said the Doctor. “If it ends here, well, there are worse fates I suppose.” He frowned at Uhura. “I’m just sorry, my dear, that I won’t be able to get you back where you belong.”
“Doctor, you can’t!”
“I don’t understand,” said Olivia. “How are you a multidimensionally charged object, Doctor?”
“It’s because I’m a time traveler,” explained the Doctor. “When you travel through time as much as I have, well, it leaves its impression on you.”
“There has to be another way, Doctor,” insisted Uhura. “Something else we can do!”
He smiled and shook his head. “Not in the time we have left.”
Peter was frowning. “Doctor?”
“Yes, Peter?”
“You said passing through time is what makes you charged. Right?”
The Doctor nodded.
“What about your clothes?” said Peter.
The Doctor blinked.
Olivia looked at him. “Doctor, would that work?”
“It might,” admitted the Doctor, frowning. “I don’t know.”
“What have we got to lose?” asked Uhura. “Quick, Doctor! Strip!”
“That won’t be necessary,” said the Doctor. He plucked his battered brown hat off his head and regarded it fondly. “Ah well. We’ve been through a lot together, old friend. Bye-bye.”
He turned and flipped the hat into the swirling, white vortex.
There was a spectacular flash of light.