Mr Travers stood back to admire his handiwork he had just finished patching a section of wall where Arthur the horse had made a hole the night before during the storm.
He didn't usually get so frightened during storms but something about this one had made even Mr Travers feel a little unnerved. One of the barn's floor boards creaked.
Travers spun around. He had been on edge since the deputy had vanished; he didn't really fancy being the next victim of who or whatever was taking the town's folk.
When Travers saw that it was just his stable hand he lowered his defences. He noticed the boy looked odd but he couldn't work out what was different about him.
As Jack, Doctor Jameson's son, approached him, he saw that his eyes were no longer the dazzling blue he had inherited from his mother but a dark scarlet, that if you quickly glanced looked almost like flames.
Jack spoke to Travers but not in the innocent adolescent voice he always spoke to him with, but a sinister stage whisper "You are Mr Robert Travers are you not?" he asked.
Robert took his time to answer. He didn't know if this was some kind of trick the other farmers in the area were playing so he answered.
"Who wants to know?" He was hoping that the boy wouldn't say anything but he said in his sinister voice three words, just three. He said "Your worst nightmare." and with that the boy was engulfed in smoke and when Travers saw what stepped out of it he froze to the spot, too scared to pick up the hammer next to him.
Suddenly he saw the glint of metal and felt a slash on his neck. He then heard a grinding sound which he thought was the bones in his neck. This was the last thing he would hear.
The TARDIS materialized outside an old fashioned looking saloon. "Where are we?" Martha asked.
The Doctor looked around and replied, "From where I'm standing it looks to me like we're in the old west!"
Martha looked disbelievingly at him -this was why she loved him, he was always astounded at the new places they landed.
"Wait a minute don't I stick out a bit?"
"What do you mean?"The Doctor asked unhelpfully
"There aren't exactly any other people that have the same skin colour as me!"
"Martha, Martha,Martha, what did I tell you when we met Shakespeare?"
"Walk around like you own the place, but if that doesn't work then what?"
But The Doctor had already walked to the nearest dress makers and was holding what was to be his wild west outfit and was now browsing for Martha.
As Martha walked in to the shop the assistant immediately came to ask if she needed help choosing a colour that went with her skin tone, which was when the doctor called her over, he had apparently found her a dress which she would love.
"Oh my god, that is so beautiful, but... you don't have any money!"she remembered.
"Oh I do, I went to the bank."said The Doctor.
"Psychic paper?"asked Martha.
"Psychic paper!" Replied The Doctor. "Don't you like the dress?" He asked when he saw she hadn't changed yet,
"No, no it is absolutely gorgeous!"she said awestruck. With that she turned and strutted to the changing rooms-well I say changing room but it was more a curtain in a corner.
When Martha came out of the dressing room she found that The Doctor had already left and paid for the dress, his outfit, had changed and was now talking to the towns harassed looking sheriff.
Martha came out of the dress makers The Doctor was saying bye to the sheriff and turned to see Martha in her new dark blue dress,he smiled and Martha felt butterflies in her stomach, but she knew he didn't feel the same way about her.
The Doctor turned and looked at Martha. He felt butterflies in his stomach and he grinned his biggest grin for her,but could he really fall in love with a human? But she was no ordinary human she was Martha, she was the one person that at times could be smarter than him.
It was her who worked out that 'Professor Yana' was actually the master after using a chameleon arch to re-write his time lord biology.
She was the one who saved the world after traveling the earth for a year, only to find that the year was never to be remembered by anyone other than her, The Doctor, her mum, dad, sister, and of course the fabulous Captain Jack.
The Doctor was brought back from his thoughts when Martha asked him what the matter was with the sheriff.
The Doctor was so astounded by the way she looked in the dress he chose for her that he didn't answer.
"
Doctor, hello?"
"Oh the sheriff, he has been having some disappearances over the last two weeks."
"Are we going to investigate it?"asked Martha excitedly.
"Oh yes!" replied The Doctor."But first I think we should visit the saloon."
"Why? Is that where the first disappearance took place?"
"No, I just thought you might be hungry that's all."he replied,"But if you want to investigate now we can always eat later!"
"I like the sound of that."said Martha.
Half an hour later they were pulling up outside a run down barn. The Doctor paid the horseman, and they set off towards the barn.
Suddenly Martha said "Whats that smell?"
"It smells like burning, oh Martha, I think you just found our first clue. God that really smells."
As they entered the barn the smell of burning steadily grew stronger.
"Doctor look there's a scorch mark on the floor."exclaimed Martha.
"Right you are Martha, something happened on this spot,lets see if there is any more clues to show where the owner of this barn went." So they began searching.
An hour later Martha said "Doctor there's nothing else here. Doctor?" But he had fallen asleep in the corner where he was searching. Martha walked over to him and gently shook him
"Wakey, wakey, Doctor."
"What happened?" replied The Doctor.
"You fell asleep!"
"Oh, sorry its just we're not gonna find anything else are we?"he said. Martha thought about this, he was right.
"How many others have disappeared?"asked Martha
"About three more." the Doctor replied with a yawn. "If we're going to look there too we need food!"
"Now you mention it, I do feel a little hungry."