Right, well, after calling Claire to let her know where to find him, the Doctor leaned back in his cell and grinned at the guard. The guard looked away quickly and walked off.
Well, there were worse situations to be in. Destruction of private property wasn't so bad. It wasn't as if he'd meant to land the TARDIS on that police car, he just materialized wrong and it fell.
And then the police seemed to think he was "suspicious" and "weird". He wasn't that weird! He had no idea why people kept thinking he was. But then they locked him in this cell with this cot that was completely uncomfortable. And telling them that the Draconians had better accommodations for prisoners was not the best idea in the universe, either.
He hoped Claire would show up soon. His back was starting to get sore from sitting on this bed.
Well, there were worse situations to be in. Destruction of private property wasn't so bad. It wasn't as if he'd meant to land the TARDIS on that police car, he just materialized wrong and it fell.
And then the police seemed to think he was "suspicious" and "weird". He wasn't that weird! He had no idea why people kept thinking he was. But then they locked him in this cell with this cot that was completely uncomfortable. And telling them that the Draconians had better accommodations for prisoners was not the best idea in the universe, either.
He hoped Claire would show up soon. His back was starting to get sore from sitting on this bed.
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Rubbing her side, she rolled off the bed and grabbed her purse as well as a jacket. She figured out which cop station he had to have been taken to if he had been anywhere near Times Square or at least that was where she would check first. Tugging her jacket on, she called out to Adam and Peter, letting them know that she was heading out before she left.
When she got to the cop station, she found someone eventually who took her downstairs after she explained that she had an friend who was suffering from dementia and he had walked out of the house when she wasn't looking. Who was she? She was a friend of the family who was helping to look after him when she had the free time.
They brought her to his cell before moving back. Walking up to the bars, she smirked a little, "Doc, are you okay?" She curled her fingers around the bars, watching him as he looked rather uncomfortable on the bed.
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