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Fifth Doctor Drabbles

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Turlough turned restlessly in the bed that Jed had given him. He couldn’t stop thinking about those last moments in the TARDIS: Tegan’s angry taunts; the Doctor’s frowning silence. Turlough sighed. He’d stormed out into the desert without a plan or a thought of the trouble he would cause them. Tegan was right, he’d been sulking.

Something else was bothering him too - the aliens caged in Winklemeyer’s traveling show. Turlough knew what it was like to be trapped. Sitting up, he made a decision. He’d make amends for his past and present mistakes by helping the Doctor rescue them all.