With three people living in a blue box known as the TARDIS it would surprise most people how lonely one could get in there. Sometimes its residents would say hello to one another or engage in small talk over a meal, but generally all three did there own thing. Anyone that has ever lived in a house with others too big for them can attest to that. It really was funny how little time its three passengers actually spent together when not directly before or after an adventure.
As Martha walked down one of the many corridors of the ship she couldn't help but think that this was one of those nights or possibly days. The TARDIS was timeless so she could never be sure which was which. Still, what was she doing again?
Oh yes, Martha was walking the corridors of the TARDIS rather mindlessly. The other two passengers aboard this ship were elsewhere and she wasn't sure where. The Doctor had mentioned something about just wanting to be alone and Rose was in the library reading.
That was the funny thing about Rose. Her newest friend had been somewhat mysterious since her return. Even the Doctor acted as if he did not know her anymore sometimes or would remark on how much she had changed. Maybe it was just a natural thing and a picture of Martha's own future from this life. However, if there was one thing that Rose was especially quiet about it, it was her life in the parallel world. She never mentioned it or what she had actually did there. It was either Rose didn't find it worth mentioning or she was hiding something. Whatever the case was, the experience had apparently changed her.
Their recent adventure had been a real eye opener for Martha. On one hand, she had saved the day all by herself. With the other, she had been openly passed over by the Doctor for Rose and been left in danger. Sure, the Doctor's hand was forced, but why Rose and not her? It still just didn't make any sense and she could not believe she has been asking the same damn question for the past few months. Perhaps, it was one of those timing issues Martha theorized.
Still, as lonely as it was sometimes living on the TARDIS she could always count on one thing. Within its walls she was safe. Martha was safe from responsibility, death, and even worrying somewhat. Life just moved at its own pace here and it just felt right. It felt special.
Martha reached the main console to see the Doctor with his head poked under the console tinkering, as he calls it. As much as she loved her adventures she had to admit that sometimes they could be scary. Lucky for her, there was an all knowing and handsome Time Lord that took her on these journeys outside. The TARDIS could be lonely, but it was safe inside. Outside anything can and usually did happen. Outside was the great beyond and it made Martha smile with what she'd find out there next.