Eight has been out and about and generally looking quite pleased for the most part. It's what travelling doe, you see and that's what he's been up to as of late.

However, it's never a disappointment to see the Inn, especially when it contains a certain other Doctor that he's very fond of.

"Well," he states, coming up behind the other and resting a hand against his shoulder. "I was going to suggest we get a cuppa but it seems you're a bit ahead of me."

He comes around, making himself comfortable on the arm of the chair and smiles.

Something tugs at him though, makes him give his younger self a second look and soon enough there's an arched brow and a somewhat concerned expression.

"How've you been keeping," he questions, the concern also reflected in his tone.

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Five can almost feel the Eighth coming, so he looks up just as the other male begins to speak.

"Ah, yes, one step ahead of you, I'm afraid." He thinks up a cup for the other Doctor and offers it out.

His mind is a little preoccupied, but the smile is still on his face. "I've been keeping about as well as we normally do. And what about you, Doctor? Haven't made too much trouble, have you?"

He's trying to think of just what to say. How to say it.

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Eight accepts the tea with a grateful smile. Sitting at it, he nods in approval, although he'd already known that it would be fine.

"Well of course I have," he replies smirking just a little. "It wouldn't be us if I weren't."

Shifting around just a bit to get more comfortable, his eyes stay on the other, studying him and trying to recall this moment from the other's perspective but finding that the Inn did quite a good job at scrambling up the memory (or maybe it was just his own head, he wasn't actually sure).

"What's happened," he asks after a few more moments of consideration. "Anything particularly eventful." He expects a lie but depending on the reaction, it may help him to piece together what his younger self seems concerned over.

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"Nothing too horrible." Five states shortly.

He takes a long sip of his tea before he sinks back in his chair a little bit, actually contemplating whether or not he wants to tell the other.

It's with a deep sigh and a glance upwards to the other Doctor that he decides.

"Watched prehistoric Earth be destroyed and the like. Revisited old metal friends."

Maybe Eight would remember. If not, he'd leave it untouched.

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He can't help but wince, if only just a little. The memories are ones that still remain crystal clear, even in his regeneration with it's faulty memory.

One hand reaches out and brushes itself gently against the hand of the other male. He wishes he could do something more, tell him that it gets a bit easier with time, that he might even forget about it, but the simple fact is, he doesn't.

It's one of those memories that remain unshaken tio this very day, at least for him.

There's a soft nudging at the edge of the other Doctors mind, Eight offering his consolations and a few comforting thoughts as well since he finds himself a little lacking in words at the moment.

"Are you all right," he asks again, although this time it contains a bit more understanding than before.

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Five acknowledges the nudging but doesn't do more than that. He's thankful for it, but isn't too sure he's ready to accept it.

"I'm fine." He states after a few seconds of silence.

Adric did what he felt was right. He saved history, he saved the Earth.

He deserved more than a petty badge of mathematical excellence.

"Just a little shocking is all." He downs the rest of his tea and thinks the cup away, moving his hand to squeeze the Eighth's.

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The fact that his offers of comfort weren't pushed away entirely was good enough for him. The other would deal with it all in his own time, of course, but at least he wasn't flat out refusing things, there's comfort in that.

Shifting around again, he thinks away his cup before his arms come to wrap around the other Doctor. Right now may not have been the best time for invading the man's personal space but it doesn't matter, not that it ever did.

"He was wonderful," he states while pulling back. "But you don't need me to tell you that." A sad smile.

He wishes there were something more he could do, a moving word he could offer or perhaps have the ability to elicit a smile from the man but all he can think to do is rest his hand on top of the other's once ore and offer a silent reminder that he's there of ther other needs him.

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Five tenses only a little as the arms come around him, but he relaxes soon enough and even allows his arms to slip around the other.

"He was." Adric was always a favorite of his. He was sensible (most of the times, but he was a kid) and he was brilliant. So brilliant he knew he could leave the other boy at the controls of the TARDIS and know things would turn out all right.

But it was a loss that was unpreventable. If he could change it safely, he would.

"But how have you been, Doctor? Treating your TARDIS well, I hope?"

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Normally he would get in a it of a huff about the TARDIS comment but today, Eight decides to bypass it instead.

"I've been doing well, enjoying the wonders of being in a universe that has time in it. Don't ever take a trip out of it if you can avoid it, Doctor, it's....Not the best trip you'll ever take."

He grins just a little though and lets one hand fall into the other Doctor's hair, toying with it idly for a few minutes as his eyes close in thought.

"What're you going to do," he questions after a tim because it seems only sensible to ask.

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"There isn;t anything I can do, Doctor."

It's formal because he's frustrated about it all. It's Eight's warning, that he's not sure he can continue to talk about it without getting even more upset than he already was.

"I cannot change the course of Earth's history. I just have to keep on with the others."

His words are almost sharp, pointed. Because he's angry with himself more than anything.

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When the words take on their edge, he only nods. He'd like to continue, to make the man keep talking, but he knew he shouldn't.

"How're they then?" It's less direct, he thinks, while still keeping on the subject.

"Are they doing all right?" Because it seems silly to say 'well' in this situation.

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"They're doing as well as they can."

He sighs and runs a hand over his face. He doesn't want to think any more on this. On Adric, on the chilling silence of the moments after they left him.

Five seems to slump just a little, resting his head against the older Doctor's arm and closing his eyes briefly.

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Eight looks down as he feels the other lean against him and shifts so that he can put his arm around the younger one's shoulders. He's going to leave him be for now because getting him upset more upset, isn't his goal.

"How long have you been here," he questions then, switching the subject. "Certainly not that long, I've been passing through the Lobby for a while now and never caught sight of you."

Light conversation, light and simple and not emotionally stimulating, that seems best right about now.

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"Not very long, surprisingly. Though I must say I'm rather disappointed at how long it took you to find me." Five teases lightly, looking up to the other Time Lord. "You're normally amongst the first."

Which Five doesn't mind because it's Eight. Really. That says it all right there.

The light conversation is well accepted, especially since it puts his mind at momentary ease. Standing, he offers his hands out to the other Doctor, "Why don't we go for a walk? It's a lovely day out."

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"Oh hush," he remarks, tapping the younger Doctor lightly on the heat. "I was biding my time, that's all."

Yes, that's exactly what he was doing.

And at the offer to go for a walk? He can't elp but light up a little. Five!walks? Always good things in his mind.

Taking he other's hands, he gets to his feet, giving them a quick squeeze before starting for the doors. "It is lovely, isn't it?"

He's missed the walking, and the tea and Five in general, so yes, there might be a bit of hugging and a head resting on the younger's shoulder, if only for a second.

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"Biding your time?" The Fifth Doctor laughs a little and stands as he is urged by the other Doctor.

Looking down at the curly headed Doctor, he smiles faintly, trying to decide whether to let him rest there or to voice a complaint.

He leaves it be, one hand slipping behind Eight to press against his lower back. Just as a sign that he's there.

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Reid generally doesn't pay much attention to his surroundings when he's in the Inn, usually finding that anyone who might want him seeks him out themselves. So basically it's by sheer chance that he looks up from the map in front of him and catches sight of the Doctor.

Getting to his feet, he wanders over, smiling slightly as he approaches.

"Doctor," he speaks so as not to startle the man, for it seems he might be lost in thought and to assess if he were possibly distracting the man from something.

It's always good to see him but if Reid was interrupting, he was surely willing to go back to his work.

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At the sound of his name, he looks up a little absently. He hadn't been expecting it at all, but the sight of Reid wasn't unwelcome.

He hadn't seen the boy in a while and it's nice to see one of his still well and healthy.

"Spencer!" He finally moves his tea and stands, approaching the other. "It's been a while, hasn't it? How have you been?"

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Reid smiles broadly at the other when he approaches, pleased to see that he wasn't about to bother the man terribly.

"I've been fine," he replies and maybe, just maybe, there would be a light hug given to him. Be proud, Five, I think you're one of the few people that get an automatic Reid!hug upon sighting.

"How're you doing," he asks then. "Have you been here long?" The possibility that the man could have been here and Reid just missed him didnf't escape him, so he thought it best to ask so he might ofer an apology soon after.

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"Oh no, haven't been here too long. No worries," Five smiles and returns the hug.

It really is nice to see Reid again, so his spirits have lifted a little bit anyway.

"I'm sure the TARDIS misses you greatly, too. She's far too quiet without you around, you know."

He had a few questions from Tegan when they found the spare room.

Thank goodness he's good at improvising.

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"I've definitely missed her," he replies. "It's funny to go back to my apartment and think that it's not going to be bigger in the inside."

Of course there was so much more he missed than just that but he'd rather not go on about all of it.

"I can't say that the guys in the bullpen missed you as much though," he laughs grinning a little. "Garcia does but I think that's about it."

Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he straightens before moving to properly sit in the chair. "So," he questions then, voice eager to know the anser. "Where've you been? Anywhere interesting?"

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"Yeah, have to remember that isn't quite as transcendental as the TARDIS is." Five smiles proudly. He loves his TARDIS, he does.

At mention of the workplace, though, Five gives a small laugh, "Well, send Garcia my deepest regards when you go home, then, yes? Obviously, it might be best not to mention it around the others. I'm not quite sure Agent Hotchner quite forgives me for the incident with the sonic screwdriver. It was a shoot or be shot situation, I'm afraid."

Moving to settle down as well, he fiddles briefly with his stick of celery before looking up. "No where in particular, really. Was on a rather odd space ship the other day, though. Huge, mucus like fellows. Sort of odd, really. What about you? What has had you busy as of late?"

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And Reid loves it too, probably even more than he's willing to admit (which is saying something, since he's more than willing to say that he'd had a magnificent time with both the doctor and the TARDIS herself). It's so much like home to him, even more than his own apartment is...

"We don't bring it up any more," he informs then. "Things just get...Complicated when we do." Complicated meaning that Hotch takes on a very 'Don't even start or I might just shoot you in the face' expression that all of them back away from.

"Garcia misses you though," he hesitates for a second and then just shakes his head. "I've missed you too. Travelling by jet just doesn't seem nearly as impressive once you've travelled by TARDIS."

Reid listens intently at the description, nodding once he was through. "The usual," he informs when questioned. "Things don't slow down very often around there," Did he answer the question? Not really but he doesn't feel much like giving proper answers.

Crossing his legs, it seems as if something might be on his mind before he finally just comes out and says it. "When you have the time, could I maybe visit her? The TARDIS."

Yes Doctor, he's missed you bother terribly, he's just not going to come out and say it.

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"Well, next time you see her, definitely tell her I said hello. I owe her quite a bit for helping the TARDIS that time ago." Five smiles and nods.

The Doctor can tell that something is on Reid's mind and he knows it is only a matter of time before it is actually spoken aloud.

He grins widely, "Time seems to be an irrelevant thing for me on occasion. But you're always welcome, you don't have to ask, you know. You still have a room there in the TARDIS."

He pats the other's shoulder, "Shall we go now, then?" She's just over in a corner, rather content with herself, all things considered. She's glad to be safe, warm and huddled up in the Inn again.

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He knows that he shouldn't have expected anything else, it wasn't as if he'd ever been denied entrance into the TARDIS before, but a flood of relief washes over him at the Doctor's response.

"yeah, I know," he says with a slight grin. Usually he's better at just going in when he pleases but it had been a while, or it seemed that way, since Reid had seen either of them and what with the incident at the BAU....

Eh well, you can't blame him for being a little hesitant to just go traipsing about in there again.

Getting to his feet, he nods. "Yeah, all right." And as he passes by the table he'd been sitting at before, he thinks all of the things away, at least for the moment.

"How're your companions," he thinks to ask then. "Haven't put them through too much, have you?"

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At mention of the companions, he seems to grow a little more quiet, but the smile doesn't leave his face. He doesn't want to worry the other with it.

"They're doing quite all right. Been a little busy as of late, but, well, that is how things go on occasion." He smiles a little more and moves over to the TARDIS, patting her side.

"Here she is, the old girl. I've got a familiar friend for you again," he announces and slips inside, assuming Reid would follow.

It was his home, too, after all.

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He nods but notices the change. Something had seemed off, if only just a little and now he can't help thinking the same thing yet again. He wants to question, to pry just a little, but he holds back for the moment.

He'll ask the TARDIS when he gets a chance.

Following the other inside, his smile is wide and bright when he enters. Oh, he's missed it terribly, he had!

One hand moves to run lightly against the console, the familiar feel of the controls against his fingers making him breath a deep sigh.

Don't mind him, he's just happy to be home.

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Well, Reid, you are warmly accepted. And it's made obvious by the curly haired girl that shows up and hugs you very tightly from behind.

"Spencer." She states, almost as if recognizing him completely, "You've been gone for a long time."

So, yeah, she misses him.

Five just laughs at the two of them, watching them from a doorway.

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"TARDIS!" And yes, there is return hugging because it's the TARDIS and he's missed her and he doesn't feel the need to justify his hugs, especially to his narration.

"Yeah," he replies. "You two haven't been around either though, so it's not entirely my fault." Not that he really even cares all that much whose fault it is because he's back now and they're back and everything's set right.

Looking to the Doctor a second, he just kind of grin before looking to the TARDIS again. "So how've you been? It doesn't look like anyone's decorated your console room in a while..."

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"Oh, I know. But still." The TARDIS grins and hugs him a little tighter, nuzzling her face against his shoulder.

She's rather fond of Reid, really, and it's nice to have him back. And it's also nice to see Five feeling a slight better.

"No, they haven't. Not yet." The TARDIS grins over at Five who just rolls his eyes.

"I haven't let the Doctor or his silly companion have the chance." Five murmurs, more amusement to his voice than anything. "Well, why don't the three of us settle in for some tea, hm?"

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"Tea," Reid grins a littl because he can't think of how long it had been since he'd had a cuppa cup. "That sounds like a great idea."

Letting his arms fall to his side, he starts towards the inner doors, looking back to make sure the TARDIS would follow.

He was going to talk to her later, figure out what had the Doctor seeming a bit...off before but right now he just wants to enjoy being home for a bit.

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"Good, good, then." Five turns down the corridor and moves into the kitchen to start up the kettle.

The TARDIS tags along behind them, a content look on her face. This was like old times, it was, so she couldn't be happier.

"I've kept your room where it was for you, so you didn't have to re-arrange everything when we got back." The tARDIS comments, nodding her head and moving to sit up on one of the countertops.

"Ha, yes, one of my other Companions was perplexed that suddenly, one of the rooms had gone and been locked up. Needless to say those were some interesting questions."

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"Oh thanks, you didn't have to do it though, I mean if if it was trouble or anything." But he's grateful and it's obvious in the way he talks. A part of him, a very small part albeit, was almost afraid that hen he came back, things would be different but as he walks down the hall with the two, he realizes that his fears were all for nothing.

He laughs at the thought of someone discovering his presence there and makes him shake his head just a little. "Oh, I bet. Did you actually explain or..."

He was rather curious at what the Doctor would pull out of his sleeve to explain it all.

He'll make himself comfortable on the floor in front of a set of cabinets and just watch the other two, smiling a little. Nothing changed, it seemed and he rather liked it that way.

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"Oh, no trouble at all, Spencer." Five pats his shoulder and laughs a little. "I tried to keep from explaining that one. I'm not too sure they would all believe that I was whisked away to some little place between time and space."

The TARDIS grins and nods, "He just blamed it on me. How unfair is that?" She shrugs and gives the Doctor a playful nudge. "But it worked well enough. They stopped prying after a while. That Tegan girl is a right nuisance though."

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