A Clever Companion (Part 1)A WhoLock Fan Fiction
The Doctor pushed his way through the milling crowds in Central London. He never should have come here. That note had to be delivered, but now he had places to go, things to do, galaxies to explore and—
Not him. They were talking to someone else, had to be. There were plenty of men named "John" in London.
"John!" the muffled cry came again. Definitely him. The Doctor sighed. He wondered briefly if he should find another alias. After all, he had been going by 'John Smith' since even before Jamie suggested it—and that had been hundreds of years ago (just how many, the Doctor wasn't sure). If he could just make it one more block, the TARDIS was right around the corner, and—
The Doctor froze. In all his years, he had always gone by 'Smith,' Always. Never deviated except for that one time in Victorian London when he thought it would be fun, just this once, to try a new name.
It never would have mattered if that man (Stamcroft or Swa