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VALOUR: DALLAS
BY BARRY STANTON

PART ONE

Episodes

ALTER EGO INDEX
FAN FICTION INDEX

Samie looked at the mirror and sighed. She was starting to hate her grey streaks and wanted some hair dye. Mister didn’t have any and she was told she’d have to wait until they got to their next destination as there was sure to be something there.
The Valour was still elusive although Phobos gave them clues to where it was Mister was still struggling to find it. Samie wondered if Mister’s heart was in it this time as he seemed distant when she talked about it to him. He seemed more interested being friendly with Jim than her. She decided to go to the console room and see what he was up to.

Mister was in a buoyant mood and Jim was sitting on the wicker chair that was perched against the console wall watching intently. Mister was tracking a signal he had found and when Samie entered he noticed her, stopped what he was doing and beamed a big grim at her. Samie brightened up and walked over to him.
“What you found?” she asked.
“Possibly the Key of Valour and also I’ve got a trace on The Doctor’s TARDIS.”
“Result,” Samie smirked. “Where is he?”
“London, Earth, 1963. He’s been there about 3 months and hasn’t moved at all. So there’s a good chance I’ll finally be able to get this burden off my shoulders.”
“It’s a burden?” Jim mused, “it gives you a chance to explore the universe and if you do get the Doctor surely they’ll get you to come back.”
“Maybe,” Mister smiled a wry smile and the centre column of the Console came to a halt. “We’ve arrived.” Mister’s smile was getting broader.
“What’s the exact date?” Jim asked
“Saturday 9th November 1963, Coal Hill, London.”
“A fortnight before JFK was shot,” Samie piped up, not wanting to be outdone by Jim. She had initially liked him but jealousy over Mister, even though it was obviously a friendship, meant that Samie could not put her feelings across as she had with Mister on other Valour searches.
Mister took the door control and pulled the lever. The door wouldn’t open. Mister bashed the console but still nothing.
“Hmm,” Mister pondered, “I wonder.” He started checking the controls and just as he did so the doors opened. Samie smiled.
“That upgrade is having teething issues,” she commented.
“Well, I have tried to calibrate the tracking systems for the Key and the door controls were in the way. I’ll check that later.” Mister walked through the doors and into a foggy street. It was dark with the street lights struggling to shine through. At one end of the street Mister could make out a yard of some sort. Jim came out and looked immediately at the outside of the TARDIS. It was a Police Box, sitting on the corner of the street. Samie came out of the TARDIS and felt a pang in her back. She stiffens up and joins the others. Mister is hiding behind a car a little further down the road towards the yard. He can see a black car sitting outside it and could make out the signage on the yard door ‘I.M. Foreman, Scrap Merchants.’
He sees a young girl of about 15 with short, cropped hair sneak into the yard and the car doors open and two people get out. One of them was female with a long overcoat covering a smart skirt and top and she had her hair styled bouffant. A man followed her again on overcoat covering his smart dress and he went into the yard first. Samie coughed as the woman was going in and she turned round to find out where the noise was coming from. Mister made sure they were all out of her line of sight. The woman turned around and went into the yard. Mister slowly stood up and motioned Jim and
Samie to stay where they were. Mister sneaked up to the gates of yard and listened intently just in time to here a commotion as a voice of displeasure from an old sounding man and then silence. Mister walked back to Jim and Samie and crouched down beside them.
“Sounds like the Doctor.” Mister mused.
“What’s happening?” Samie asked.
“He’s getting into a spot of bother, I think.” Mister replied and as he did so the wind picked up. Mister stood bolt upright and ran immediately over to the yard as he heard the engines of a TARDIS start up, wheeze and groan louder and louder.
“NO!” Mister screamed as he stumbled into the yard just as the outline of a Police Box disappeared from site. The TARDIS sound dissipating. Mister sighed in disappointment and sauntered back out of the yard to Jim and Samie.
“Missed him?” Jim asked.