Doctor Who: Veiled Memories - The History of the Doctor

Chris McKeon
DOCTOR WHO: VEILED MEMORIES
‘It’s me, old chap. I’m the Doctor.’
The Doctor At the sound of that name Benton felt compelled to grasp the hand
even as his mind struggled to catch up.
‘The Doctor But I don’t get it. You’re so…’
‘Thin’ the Doctor queried.
‘I’d say tall,’ Benton replied, very confused. Even though he had been deployed into
London during most of the Auton attack, Benton had received communication from the
Brigadier that the Doctor had returned to Earth, and had been helping to defeat the plastic
monsters. But this man standing before Benton was not who he had expected to come back.
The Doctor he remembered was a short, scruffy man with an untidy mop of black hair in a
big black coat. But this bloke’s almost as tall as I am, his clothes fit, his shoes are polished, and his
trousers don’t have holes at the knees. It’s gotta be a trick…
‘If you’re really the Doctor, answer me this: How did we first meet’
Without a moment’s pause, the Doctor responded,
‘When you arrested me, of course, after I’d left that maniac Vaughn’s International
Electromatics. I must say, you looked quite different in a suit.’
A smile slowly dawned upon Benton’s face. Who else could have known that It was
the Doctor; it had to be! Somehow that amazing little man had become even stranger, but
had saved the earth once more. Sure of his identity, Benton happily gripped the Doctor’s
hand.
‘Blimey, it’s good to see you again, Doc! Well, it’s good to meet you, too.’
‘Likewise. Oh my, but where are my manners’ The Doctor released Benton’s hand
and gestured to the young woman beside him, who had also stepped out of the car while the
he and Benton had been speaking. ‘Liz Shaw, Corporal Benton.’
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