Becoming a supply teacher is one thing, but finding out that the school has been over run by one of the most feared aliens in all of time and space, is another. It all started when the Doctor found an advertisement in a local newspaper. It was for two supply teachers to work in Worle Community School. He ripped out the advertisement, then continued to search through the newspaper. He came to a suspicious news article. "Hannah!" he shouted. A tall, slim, brown haired, woman ran up a small flight of stairs, to the consol.
"Yes Doctor" she answered. The Doctor held up the article he had just found, then started to read it aloud. "Several of the staff and pupils have disappeared, turning up to school and never leaving. Mr Binding, the head teacher of Worle Community School is not answering calls from anyone, and his office door is locked. Several attempts have been made to open the door, so far none successful." Hannah looked at him and smiled.
"Let me guess, we're going undercover?" She asked. The Doctor nodded and held up the advertisement. "We're going to become supply teachers. We will investigate the disappearances." He said sounding very exited. "How do we know that aliens have anything to do with the disappearances? There could be another explanation" said Hannah.
"People don't just go missing inside a school. something must be taking them, or worse, converting them." Said the Doctor nervously. "I don't like the sound of that" she said. He looked at her and smiled. "Well neither do I, but it's exiting" he said, leaping around the pentagonal consol, flicking switches and throwing down leavers. He was like a young child, playing with a new toy. Hannah remembered what he was like when he was a child. They had become friends when they were just 90 years old. Then they had become more than just friends. They were lovers.
The Doctor looked at a large television screen and fiddled with his bow-tie. He took aquick glance at Hannah. "Co-ordinates set, I'm just scanning the area for any alien activity." He could tell he was lying, by the way he turned of the screen when she walked over.
Suddenly the consol shuddered and shook, throwing the Doctor and Hannah off balance. They crashed to the floor, Hannah falling on top of him. She apologised in case she may have hurt him. "That's what I call a rough landing." He said, looking up at Hannah who still lay on top of him."You alright?" He asked. She nodded, then rolled off him. The Doctor stood up and held out his hand to help Hannah stand up. She grabbed it and heaved herself up. He straightened his bow-tie and neatened up his crumpled tweed jacket. Hannah brushed herself down and turned to look at the Doctor. "So I guess we are here then, let's go and investigate." Said Hannah, making her way towards the doors.
"Oh Hannah, one more thing. Call me John Smith yeah. And be carefull when investigating." Said the Doctor, following her. "You know that's two things right." Hannah giggled, and walked out of the TARDIS doors.