Earlier this year I was lucky enough to be a part of A Target For Tommy, a charity Doctor Who fanthology to support the author Tommy Donbavand during his treatment for cancer. The book was released by Obverse books for a limited time; the paperbacks sold out incredibly fast, and as they have now retired the ebook the only way for you to get hold of the book is in dodgy dark alleys in exchange for relative's vital organs (or, similarly, eBay, probably.) As such, I thought I'd post my story here for your reading pleasure/undiluted scorn. (Although, actually, this version ends differently to the version that appeared in the book. Why, you ask? Because sometimes unparalleled creative genius only strikes after the deadline.)
'Eyebrows and Fish' is a Twelfth Doctor story set in the 1920s, in which he meets both the Silence and a lady detective who is definitely not Miss Fisher, thank you for asking, because that would be copyright infringement. (Mind you, so is the Doctor, so I'll take this moment to underline that this is fanfiction. Thank-you-please-don't-sue-me.) I wrote my usual Debrief post about it, if you're the kind of person that watches DVD extras.
(Also, hint: pay attention to the section numbering. Just sayin'.)