The Adventures of Freya Noble
Summary: Freya always knew she was different. She was always one step ahead of the other children in school, she never got ill and her mother always clams up when asked about Freya's father. She never expected to find out that she was a time lord.
Smith, Jones and Noble
Freya Noble rolled her eyes as she listened to her sister go on about her ex.
"I mean, he shows up at my party with his new girlfriend and don't understand why I would be upset! Did he think we were going to get on like a house on fire?" Gabriella practically yelled and Freya held the phone away from her ear untill she was sure the yelling had stopped.
"Gabs, you were the one that wanted the divorce-"
"I know that! Doesn't mean that I want him to parade around, in front of my friends, with his new blonde bimbo!"
"So...it's okay for you to 'parade around' with your new boyfriends in front of him but he can't move on?" Freya asked carefully, not wanting her sister to get mad and refuse to speak to her for months (as she has done before).
"Freya, I get that he's moved on and I'm fine with that." Gabs said in a deadly quiet voice and Freya cringed, knowing it was only a matter of time before her sister exploded. "But that's not the point! I introduced him to my new boyfriend, he brought her to my party and started bragging about her being a model! How can you not see what the problem is?"
Freya sighed. "Listen, Gabs, can we speak later. I have to get to work and I don't want to be late."
"Fine!" Gabs spat out before hanging up and Freya rolled her eyes before heading over to the hospital.
Freya was a medical student at the Royal Hope Hospital and was on her way to becoming a doctor, something she wanted since she was a little girl. Her day was starting to look up when she saw her friend, Martha Jones, across the road.
"Martha." Freya called as she headed over to her and Martha smiled when she saw her.
"Hey you, I've just had the worst phone call ever." Martha told her and Freya smirked.
"Family?" was all she asked and Martha rolled her eyes.
"Is it that obvious?"
"You look how I feel." Freya told her and Martha nodded in understanding.
"Gabrielle?"
"We're both a bit predictable, aren't we?" Freya laughed which was soon joined by Martha's.
Suddenly, a man wearing a trench coat walked in front of them, cutting off their laughter. The man smiled at them before taking off his tie. "See?" he said, holding it up before looking directly at Freya. "Not as crazy as you would think."
The two girls stared after him as he walked off with a spring in his step. They looked back at each other before shaking their heads. There were alot of crazy people in the world.
...
Most of the students smiled at the senile old lady, Mrs Finnegan, before they walked out of the ward but Freya didn't. She thought there was something wrong with that woman but she couldn't figure out what. She sighed as she walked into another ward before her eyes widened when she saw the man from earlier that morning. She looked at Martha and could tell that she recognised him aswell.
"Ah, now, a very good morning to you Mr Smith." Mr Stocker said, not seeing his students surprise. "And how are you today?"
"Oh, no so bad." 'Mr Smith' said and Freya frowned, she was getting the same feeling from him as she had from Mrs Finnegan. "Still a bit...you know...blah."
Mr Stocker forced a smile on his face. "John Smith, admitted last night with severe abdominal pains. Jones, why don't you see what you can find? Amaze me." Mr Stocker said in a doubtfull voice.
"It wasn't very clever running about outside, was it?" Martha said as she walked over to him.
Mr Smith frowned in confusion. "Sorry?"
"On Chancellor Street this morning." Freya said and the man turned to look at her, his eyes widening for some reason as he looked at her. Freya looked away when his gaze started to make her uncomfortable but carried on speaking. "You walked upto me and Martha and took your tie off."
"Really, what did I do that for?" he asked, still staring at Freya in a mix of confusion, hope, disbelief and joy.
Martha shrugged as she picked up the stethoscope. "Don't know, you just did."
"Not me." He insisted. "I was in bed, ask the nurses."
"It looked like you, do you have a brother?" Freya asked, remembering how everyone seemed to get her and Gabs mixed up even though the looked nothing alike.
The man looked at her closely before shaking his head. "Not anymore, just me."
Freya stared at the man while Martha looked between them warily and the medical students and Mr Stocker looked bored.
"As time passes, I grow even more infirm and weary Miss Jones." Mr Stocker said with another fake laugh and Freya sighed.
"Sorry." Martha muttered as she put the stephoscope to Mr Smith's chest and Freya watched as Martha's eyes widened. Martha looked up at Mr Smith who happened to be smirking and Freya, who hated not knowing something, frowned as he winked at her. What could she hear other than his heartbeat? She wanted to know but before she could say or do anything, Mr Stocker beat her to it.
"I weep for future generations. Are you having trouble locating the heart?" he asked sarcastically as the group of medical students laughed.
Martha blushed and moved away from Mr Smith quickly. "Don't know...stomach cramps?"
Freya tried to catch Martha's eye but her friend kept her eyes on Mr Stocker as he rolled his eyes at her.
"That is a symptom, not a diagnosis." He said walking over to the end of the bed. "And you failed rather basic techniques by not first consulting with the patients chart." He said, picking it up only to drop it when the metal shocked him.
"That happened to me this morning." Martha said quietly, obviously still embarrassed.
"I had the same thing on the door handle." One of the medical students said.
"And me, on the lift." Said another.
Mr Stocker just shrugged. "It's only to be expected. There's a thunderstorm moving in and lightning is a form of static electricity as was first proven by...anyone?"
"Benjamin Franklin." Both Freya and Mr Smith said together and Mr Stocker nodded, looking disappointed that one of the other students hadn't answered his question.
"Correct." He muttered anyway, starting to move away but Mr Smith starting talking again. Everyone stared at Mr Smith as he started babbling on about his good friend Ben and getting electricuted.
"Okay. Moving on." Mr Stocker said quickly, obviously wanting nothing more than to get away from the man. Freya and Martha trailed behind the group, the former turning to look back at the man who was still staring at her with a slight smile on his face.
...
The Doctor watched as the girl left with the group. She was a time lord, he could sense it. He was so surprised to see her there, so long after the time war...but she didn't seem to be so shocked to see him.
Didn't she know about the time war?
Couldn't she tell that he was a time lord? She'd have to be pretty young not to...
Did she not know she was a time lord? The Doctor scoffed, that sounded stupid even inside his head...
...
"So, what was with you and Mr Smith earlier?" Freya asked at lunch time and Martha looked away from her friend.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She muttered before getting out her phone and calling her sister, ending the small conversation the two friends were having.
Freya shook her head to clear it, she was being paranoid. While her friend was on the phone she started to make her pot noodle, trying to keep her mind away from the strange man.
Half of her attention was on the food, the other half was on Martha's half of the conversation, only hearing stuff like 'it's pouring down' or 'you just got lucky'.
"What about the rain?" Martha asked and Freya looked at the window absentmindedly before freezing.
"Martha, have you seen the rain?" she asked softly and Martha laughed.
"What is it with everyone and the rain?" she chuckled, not getting why her sister and friend were so worked up.
"It's going up..." Freya whispered and the two of them walked towards the window, staring stunned at the upside down rain. "Oh my god."
Suddenly, they were thrown to the floor as the whole hospital started to shake. They screamed as they held onto each other tightly before letting out a breath of relief.
"Do you think it's stopped?" Martha asked.
"I think so." Freya sighed, getting up before freezing again when she looked out the window. "Martha..."
"We're on the moon." Martha whispered as they staired at the earth.
"We're on the bloody moon!"
...
Both girls ran through the hospital, checking every window but they all showed the same thing.
"How is this possible?" Martha asked once they stopped in a ward.
"Shouldn't really be surprised, what with everything that's gone on." Freya reminded her grimly.
Martha stared at the window before going to open them.
"Don't!" One of the patients shouted when they noticed what she was doing. "You'll let out all the air!"
"They're not exactly air tight, if the air was going to go out then it wouldn't so it already...but it didn't." Freya said softly.
"But why not?" Martha asked, just as softly.
"Excellent question." A voice said from behind them and they saw Mr Smith from earlier, now wearing a blue suit with red shoes. "Let's find out, tell me you two, do you have a balcony here?"
"Er...yeah...in the staff room." Freya said quietly, still uncomfortable with the man.
"Okay then, let's get a move on." Mr Smith said happily before running off. Martha didn't even hesitate before following him and Freya sighed heavily before running after her friend and the strange man.
Mr Smith came to a stop at the balcony doors and glanced at the twon girls. They all held their breaths as he pulled on the handle and opened the door.
"We've got air." Martha breathed as they walked outside. "But how?"
"Let's just be glad that we're still alive." Freya said and Mr Smith smiled widely at her.
"Good plan...what did you say your names were?"
"I'm Martha, Martha Jones."
"Freya Noble."
"You don't happen to know a Donna Noble?" he asked, frowning slightly.
"Never heard from her before."
"Just wondering, what is Freya short for?"
"Gallifreya." Freya whispered and Martha sulked at the attention her friend seemed to be getting from the man.
"You alright?" Mr Smith asked when he noticed how quiet she was.
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"Should we go back in?" Freya asked, looking at her friend in concern.
Martha shook her head quickly, turning towards the Earth to change the subject. "No way...cause we could die at any minute, but all the same...it's beautiful." She breathed and was thrilled when Mr Smith smiled.
"Yeah, it is." Freya whispered and Martha scowled when she saw Mr Smith smile get wider.
"What do you think happened?" Martha asked in annoyance and Mr Smith finally looked away from Freya.
"What do you think?"
Martha paused for a moment before sighing. "Extra-terrestrial. It's gotta be. I don't know, a few years ago, that would have sounded mad, but these days... a space ship flying into Big Ben. Christmas. And those Cybermen things, that battle in the sky... I had a cousin, Adoela. She worked at Canary Wharf. Never came home."
"I'm sorry." He whispered, a haunted look in his eyes.
"Yeah." Martha said while Freya kept quiet, looking at the Earth. "Don't worry Mr Smith, I'm sure we'll get out of this soon. It'll be over before we know it."
"It's not Smith, it's not my name."
"Then what is?" Freya whispered, her eyes still on her home planet.
"I'm the Doctor."
"So, what? Dr Smith?" Martha questioned.
"No, just the Doctor."
"What do you mean, 'just the doctor'."
The 'Doctor' looked over at both women blankly. Martha looked confused and slightly irratated while Freya looked un-bothered and un-interested.
"Just the Doctor." He said slowly
"What? People call you 'the Doctor'?" Martha asked and the Doctor nodded slowly, unsure of her tone. "Well I'm not, as far as I'm concerned you have to earn that title." Martha snapped and the Doctor looked stunned. Freya sighed, giving him an apologetic look.
"Don't take it personally, she's been touchy on the subject 'Doctor' for a while now." She said quietly, not affected by the glare her friend sent her.
"No I'm not." Martha said shortly while the Doctor watched them silently. "I just don't see the point in someone being called 'the Doctor' when they're not one."
Freya just rolled her eyes, looked back at the Earth.
The Doctor cleared his throat to get rid of the awkward silence. "Don't worry, I'll get us out of this. I've traced a signal homing on this building a while ago and I've been trying to work out what it is."
"What are you?" Freya asked suddenly. "Part of the goverment or something?"
The Doctor stared at her, she had no idea what he was.
"More of a freelancer." He mumbled, slightly put out. "Now whoever did this should be around here somewhere. But who, who would do this?"
"I'm just guessing here, but I think it's those guys." Martha said, pointing as the three space ships appeared.
Freya and Martha watched nervously as they landed and hundred of leather, armed men marched towards the hospital.
"What are they?" Martha breathed.
"Judoon." The Doctor said grimly.
...
The three of them crouched behind a large plant pot, watched as the Judoon filed into the lobby.
"So, what exactly is a Judoon?" Martha asked as one of them took of their helmet to reveal a rhino head.
"Galactic police." The Doctor said quietly. "Well, police for hire, more like intergalactic thugs."
"And they brought us to the moon?" Freya whispered.
The Doctor nodded. "Neutral territory. According to galactic law, they've got no jurisdiction over the earth, and they isolated us. That rain? The lightning? That was them, using a H2O scoop."
Martha smirked while Freya seemed to be accepting this a whole lot easier. "Where'd you get all that from?" Martha asked but was ignored. "If they're police, are we under arrest or something? Are we trespassing on the moon or something?"
"Considering they're the ones who brought us here, I don't think so." Freya whispered. "Good idea though."
The Doctor smiled at Freya fondly and Martha frowned at him. He was smiling at her in a way a father smiles at a daughter, it made Martha feel wierd.
"No, it's simpler. They're making a catalogue. It means they're after something non-human which is very bad news for me and Freya." The Doctor said making Freya turn to look at him while Martha stared at the Judoon.
"Why?" Martha asked absentmindedly when she got no reply she turned to look at the Doctor who was giving her a pointed look. "Oh, you are kidding me. I would know if my best friend was an alien!"
"I think I would know aswell." Freya said, looking at the Doctor asif he was insane.
"How would you? There are people on earth who go through there whole lives, not knowing they were really aliens." He told her but she shook her head.
"I'm not an alien."
"It's nothing to be ashamed off."
"I'm not ashamed because I know I'm not."
"Why don't you two just agree to disagree?" Martha suggested but she didn't really believe the Doctor either.
"Good idea. Now, I need a computer. I need to go through the files and see if I can find this alien. Could you two find me one?"
...
"They're on the third floor." Martha said as she walked into the room and stood next to her friend who was putting as much distance between her and the Doctor as possible. Martha frowned when she noticed the small, silver thing in the Doctor's hand. "What's that thing?"
"A sonic screwdriver." The Doctor said, staring at the computer screen.
Martha huffed. "Well, if you're not going to answer me properly."
"No seriously, it's a screwdriver that's sonic."
"What next? Laser spanner?" Martha laughed.
"No, a friend of mind broke it. Told her to pass it me, she decided to throw it and then blamed me. Saying it was my own fault that I couldn't catch." The Doctor laughed but there was a hint of sadness in his voice that made Freya look up in interest. He was talking about this person in the same way her mother used to talk about her father. The Doctor suddenly sighed in frustration and hit the top of the computer. "Oh, this computer! The Judoon must have locked it down. Judoon platoon upon the moon. 'Cause I was just walking past, I swear, I wasn't looking for trouble. But I noticed the plasma coils around the hospital that had been building up two days. So I checked in, I thought there were something going on inside. Turns out, it was the judoon from up above."
"But what are they looking for?" Martha asked quietly.
"Something that looks human but isn't."
"Like us, apparently." Freya said bitterly and the Doctor looked up at her.
"You still don't believe me, do you?" he stated, staring at her sadly.
"I'm human." Freya said firmly. "I was born on Earth, I've lived on Earth my whole life. I am human."
He stared at her again and she stared back. Martha looked between them causiously and decided to change the subject. "Haven't they got a photo?" she asked quickly and let out a breath of relief when they finally looked away from each other.
The Doctor shrugged. "Might be a shapeshifter."
"Can't you just let the Judoon find it?"
"If they declare the hospital guilty of harbouring a fugitive, they'll sentence it to execution."
Martha and Freya took a deep breath. "All of us?"
"Oh yes, if I could just find this thing first-" the Doctor suddenly stopped when he looked at the screen before letting out a snarl. "Oh! They-they're just thick! They are completely thick! They wiped the records!"
"Wow, I feel so safe knowing such they're protecting the universe." Freya said drly, taking a step closer to the Doctor and the computer. "What are we looking for?"
"Any patient admitted this week with unusual symptoms." The Doctor said with a sigh, not noticing Freya sitting beside him to look at the screen.
"Martha," Freya said suddenly, looking up at her friend. "Why don't you go and ask Mr Stocker, he might know."
Martha nodded slightly. "Yeah, that's a good idea." She said, leaving quickly.
"Shift over." Freya said once her friend was gone and the Doctor did as he was told, watching as Freya started to work on the computer.
"Why did you do that?" he asked.
"Do what?" she asked, typing away on the cumputer quickly.
"Why did you send her away so you could do that? Why don't you want her to know you're smart?"
Freya stiffened slightly before relaxing. "I just thought it would be a good idea to ask Mr Stocker, Martha looked like she didn't know what to do with herself."
The Doctor studied the young girl silently. "How old are you, Freya?"
Freya's eyes narrowed at the screen. "Twenty-two."
"You don't look twenty-two."
"Thanks, every woman likes to hear she looks older than twenty-two." Freya said, smirking slightly. "You have such a way with women, Doctor."
"That's not what I meant." He said but could stop smiling. "You look younger."
"Thank you." Was all she said.
"Why are you pretending to be older than you really are?"
"I'm not."
The Doctor was silent for a few second before trying again. "You were smarter than all your friends at school...weren't you?" he got no reply. "How old were you when you left high school, Freya?" Again, no reply and he sighed as Freya typed furiously on the keyboard. "Tell me how old you are...I promise that I won't tell anyone."
Freya stopped suddenly. "I'm sixteen." She whispered before going back to typing.
"Sixteen and already this close to becoming a doctor?" he asked, sounding impressed. "You didn't think that was weird?"
"I'm weird." She spat, not looking at him. "What baby can talk in complete sentences by the time she's one? What child can speak five different languages by the time she's five? What child who's about to get into middle school has grades that normal people get when they start high school? What person can tell when their brothers and sisters are in trouble when they're miles away? I'm a freak and I always have been!"
She was starting to get hysterical and the Doctor watched as she calmed herself down by taking deep breaths.
"Time lords." He said and she turned to him confused.
"What?"
"You asked all those questions, time lords can do all of those things." He said carefully. "I'm a time lord."
"I'm a human." She said but sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than him.
"Freya, I know you're scared but you've got to trust me. I will help you through this, you won't have to deal with this on your own." The doctor said softly.
Freya sighed. "Mrs Finnegan." She said simply and now it was the Doctor's turn to be confused.
"Mrs Finnegan was admitted to the hospital with strange symptoms."
...
The doctor and Freya ran down the crowded corridors to find Martha but she just happened to be running in their direction anyway.
Freya smiled at her friend. "Hi, we've restored the back-up-"
"I've found her." Martha interupted her.
"You what?" the doctor asked, shocked before he looked behing her to see a leather creature running after Martha. He quickly grabbed Freya and Martha's hands. "Run!"
They ran to the nearest staircase only to change direction when they almost ran into the Judoon. The doctor ran following the signs, heading straight for Radiology. Once there, he pushed the two girls into the room ahead of him before rushing in himself, sonicing the door behind him.
"Get behind the screen." He ordered, moving behind some X-ray equipment. "When I say 'now', press the button."
"I don't know which one!" Martha yelled terrified.
"It's this one." Freya told her pointing at a big red button, to busy watching the doctor to noticing her friend looking at her in surprise.
"How do you know?" she asked and Freya finally looked at Martha, shrugging slightly.
"Guess, you know...red button and everything." She said awkwardly and Martha frowned at her.
"Are you sure?" Martha asked in a tone that Freya found insulting but before she could reply the doctor yelled 'now!' and she quickly pushed the button, ignoring Martha's protests.
There was a bright white light that blinded Martha and Freya before it faded and they saw the leather creature lying on the floor dead.
"What did you do?" Martha asked in shock.
"Increased the settings by five thousand percent. Killed him dead." The doctor said, looking down at the creature.
"Isn't that going to kill you?" Freya asked nervously.
"Nah. It's safe for you two to come out now, I've absorbed it all. All I need to do is expel it." He said and they walked towards him amused as he bounced around on one foot before taking of his left shoe and throwing it in the bin.
"You're completely mad." Martha breathed out, her eyes wide while Freya laughed.
"Your right." The doctor said, his smile fading. "I'll look a bit daft if I walk around with one shoe." He took of his other shoe and threw it in the bin. "Barefoot on the moon!"
"So, what is this?" Freya asked when she noticed how stunned Martha looked.
"It's just a slab." The doctor asked as they all knelt down next to it. "They're called slabs. Basic slave drones. Solid leather, all the way through. Someone has got one hell of a fetish."
"It came with that woman, Mrs Finnegan." Martha said quietly. "It was working for her, just like a servant."
Neither the Doctor nor Freya were listening. The Doctor had stood up and headed over to the X-Ray equipment while Freya watched as he pulled out his now destroyed sonic screwdriver, looking down at it pouting.
"My sonic sonicscrewdriver!" He moaned.
"Doctor!" Martha yelled as Freya snorted. "I'm trying to tell you that Mrs Finnegan is the alien, she was sucking Mr Stockers blood through a straw!"
Freya shuddered. "Well, that just takes Twilight to a whole knew level." She said before noticing the Doctor and Martha staring at her. "What? It's a good series! Especially with Edward in it."
Martha laughed. "You act like such a teenager sometimes." She said, not noticing the Doctor and Freya sharing a look.
"She's a shape-shifter, an internal shape changer! She wasn't drinking his blood, she was assimilating it! If she can assimilate Mr Stocker's blood, mimic the morphology, she can register as human. Come on, we have to find her and show the Judoon!" He said, grabbing Freya's hand and running to the door with an annoyed Martha following. But as soon as they got out the door they ran straight into the Judoon who pointed something straight at Freya.
"Non-human." He said gruffly and Freya's heart dropped.
"Oh my god, Freya." Martha said, staring at her friend in shock.
"Come on!" The Doctor yelled as the Judoon aimed their guns at the young girl. He pulled the shocked girl behind him as the Judoon started shooting.
Once they finally lost them, the Doctor turned towards Martha. "Mr Stocker's office." He said simply and she nodded, beginning to lead the way.
They walked into the office to find Mr Stocker lying by the window, motionless. He was deadly pale and had had all of his blood sucked out. They walked out of the office to find the Judoon heading straight for them and the Doctor turned to Martha.
"Martha, I need you to hold them up." He said quickly. "I'm really sorry about what I'm about to do and remember, it means nothing."
Martha just nodded before freezing up when he kissed her quickly before running off, taking Freya with him.
"That was nothing?" Martha whispered.
"Freya, I'm going to need you to hide." The Doctor said as they ran.
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"Freya, I need you to listen to me-"
"No, you listen to me. I'm not going anywhere untill you tell me where you're going and what you're going to do!" Freya argued. She stopped running and folded her arms, staring at the doctor firmly. He frowned at her before sighing in defeat and explained everything. She listened carefully untill he finished.
"How long have we got?" she asked.
"Not very long."
"I know this is bad timing, but I need to show you something." Freya said and the Doctor sighed. "It will take literally a few seconds."
The Doctor looked at her before nodding. Freya let out a breath of relief before grabbing his hand and pulling him over to a cupboard. "It's in there." She told him and he looked at her before walking into the cupboard, looking around expectedly.
"What is it?" he asked before jumping when he heard the door shut behind him. "Freya, what are you doing?"
"From what I've seen, the world won't survive without you...but I'm nothing." He heard her say and he began to panic. He pushed at the door but cursed when he found that she had locked it.
"Freya! Don't do this!" He yelled but got no reply.
...
Freya took deep breaths as she walked into the room, blinking at the flashing lights coming from the mechine Mrs Finnegan was working on. She closed her eyes slightly before walking closer to the alien, hoping the drama classes in school did her some good.
"Have you seen?" she asked in her best shocked voice as the old women turned to look at her. "There are these things! These big space Rhino things and we're on the moon! Great big space rhinos, with guns, on the moon! I only came here because of my stomache ache and I end up on the moon! And...did I mention the rhino's?"
"Hold her!" Mrs Finnegan ordered and Freya jumped when she felt a slab grab her from behind, finally letting her fear show.
Mrs Finnegan walked away to do something on MRI which was buzzing loudly.
"Erm...that machine, is it supposed to be making that noise?" Freya asked quietly.
"You wouldn't understand." Mrs Finnegan waved impatiently. "You're just a child."
"But isn't that a magnetic resonance thing? Like a giant magnet?" she asked, causing Mrs Finnegan to turn around and look at her. "I did magnetics in school, was kinda good at it, my brother was better."
"A magnet with it's settings increased to 50000 tesla."
"Ain't that a bit too strong?"
"It'll send out a magnetic pulse that will fry the brain stems of every living thing, within 250,00 miles."
"Wouldn't that involve the earth?" Freya asked and Mrs Finnegan smirked.
"Only the side facing the moon, the other side will survive. Call it my little gift." Mrs Finnegan said happily and Freya wondered if it was bad that she was happy England was facing away from the moon so if this plan didn't work her family will be safe.
"Why would you do that?"
"With everyone dead the Judoon's ship will be mine to make my escape."
Freya forced herself to look puzzled. "You're talking like you're some sort of alien."
Mrs Finnegan smirked even more. "Quite so."
Freya's eyes widened and her mouth dropped comically, Freya knew she would've laughed in any other situation.
"No!" She said
"Oh yes."
"You're kidding me!"
"I am not."
"I'm talking to an alien in a hospital! Does this place have it's own E.T department? I loved that movie, my sister stole it when she moved out, I didn't talk to her for months."
Mrs Finnegan rolled her eyes at Freya's rambling. "It's a perfect hiding place. Blood banks downstairs for a midnight feast."
"Can you drink from animals?" Freya couldn't help but ask, trying to keep the smile off her face and Mrs Finnegan frowned. "Sorry, that was a stupid question. Please continue."
Mrs Finnegan carried on asif Freya hadn't interupted. "Plus, all this equipment ready to arm myself should the police come looking."
"So those rhino things are looking for you?"
"Yes, but I'm hidden." Mrs Finnegan said, holding up her hand to show the black cross.
"Ah." Freya said, nodding in understanding. "That might be why they're increasing their scans."
"They're doing what?" Mrs Finnegan asked, her eyes widening.
"Big chief rhino boy, he said 'no sign of non human, must increase scan upto level two'."
"Then I must assimilate again."
"What does that mean?" Freya asked, trying to sound casual as Mrs Finnegan pulled a straw out of her bag.
"I must appear to be human."
Freya forced a smile on her face. "Well, I could take you home to meet my brother and sister. My sister could make us lunch...actually, unless you want a fake nail in your food, you probably should eat anything she gives you."
"You're quite a funny child." Mrs Finnegan said as she walked towards her. "But there has to be something wrong with you if you laugh on purpose at the darkness. I think you need some peace. Steady her."
The slab held her to the side tightly as Mrs Finnegan began to brush her brown hair off her kneck. Freya couldn't say anything, she closed her eyes and thought of her family.
The father she couldn't even remember. The mother who killed herself in the agony of her fathers absence. The sister who distanced herself from them as soon as Jayden was old enough to look after himself and Freya. And finally, Jayden, her loving brother. The one she was going to miss the most. She cringed when she felt the straw enter her kneck and she slowly slipped into darkness.
...
Martha and the Doctor rushed after the Judoon-the Doctor keeping his distance-as they headed in Freya's direction. Both of them hopefull that the younger girl would be okay, both of their hopes were dashed as they entered the room to see Freya lying on the floor.
"Oh my god." Martha whispered as she looked down at her friend.
The doctor stared at her, he had finally had someone of his own species...and now she was gone. He didn't know how long he was staring at her but he could just about hear Martha arguing with the Judoon. He looked up to see Martha poiting something at Mrs Finnegan.
"Non-human." The Judoon said gruffly and Mrs Finnegan's face dropped.
"What?"
"She gave up her life to help find you." The Doctor whispered. And for me, was left unsaid but he could tell from the look on Martha's face that she was thinking the same thing.
The Doctor moved towards Freya, holding her in his arms as a few tears ran down his face into her hair. He was stuck in his own world and jumped when Martha knelt down besides him.
"Doctor, let me see her." She whispered, pulling the small girl out of his arms and placing her on the floor before performing CPR. The Doctor stared at her before coming back into reality.
"Two hearts Martha." He said quietly and Martha paused before starting again. He got up and headed over to the MRI equipment, quickly turning it off. He turned to see Martha loosing conciousness and realised, with a start, that the air was running out.
Martha fell to the floor next to Freya and the Doctor quickly took over for her, letting out a breath of relief when Freya started breathing (the best she could) again.
He picked up both girls and walked out of the room, stepping over unconcious people in the corridor before stopping at the window.
"Come on, Judoon, come on." He whispered as he watched them fly off and let out a laugh when it started to rain upside down.
"It's raining." He whispered to the two girls. "It's raining on the moon."
...
"Are you sure you're okay?" Jayden asked down the phone and Freya rolled her eyes.
"I've told you, I'm fine." She said with a laugh, pausing when she saw the Doctor heading for a blue box. He was looking at her as he was walking, he smiled and gave her a small wave and she couldn't help but smile back. A bus blocked her view and once it had passed the Doctor and the blue box had vanished. Freya frowned before shaking her head, one of the mysteries of the doctor.
"Do you need me to go over to London to stay with you for a while?" Jayden offered.
"Thought you couldn't get anymore time off." She reminded him and he sighed.
"If I didn't love my job." She heard him mutter and she frowned.
"How can you love a shop job?"
"...Sometimes it can be a bit of a..rush..."
Freya laughed. "Right, okay."
"Jayden, can you do me a favour?" a female, welsh voice said and Freya raised her eyebrow when she heard him cough slightly. She could just imagine the blush on his face.
"Freya, I've got to go." He said quietly.
"Okay, but answer me this Jayden Jack Noble." She said in the best serious voice she could. "Is she hot?"
She heard him sigh and she couldn't help but laugh. "Goodbye Freya."
"Love you." She said before hanging up.
...
"I am not staying in there to be insulted!" Annalise snapped as she stormed out of the pub, Freya and the Jones' following.
"Annalise, babe, wait." Clive said, following after her.
"Let her go!" Francine called after him. "How dare she say that Martha and Freya are lying!"
"Mrs Jones, we honestly don't mind." Freya tried saying but was ignored.
"I'm telling you, they were drugged. They said so on the news!" Annalise snapped, turning round to face Francine.
"Oh, like you know anything about the news!" Francine snapped back.
"I wish they wouldn't do this." Leo muttered.
"Annalise deserves it!" Tish said furiously.
"She's not that bad." Leo said but stopped when he saw Tish's face.
"What did she get you for your birthday?" Tish asked. "A 50 pence soap!"
Finally, the arguing stopped with Annalise, Clive and Leo going in one direction, Francine and Tish heading in another and Martha and Freya left at the pub.
"Are you okay?" Freya asked softly and Martha nodded quietly before freezing, seeing something on the other side of the road.
Freya looked over the road and smiled when she saw the Doctor. He stood smiling at them for a few minute before turning. Martha and Freya paused before following as he lead them down on alley, past the Vote for Saxon posters and finally stopping when they got to the blue box from earlier.
"We were on the moon today." Martha said quietly and the Doctor smiled widely.
"A lot quieter than down here." He said, nodding back the way they'd came.
"You never told me who you were." Martha said while Freya kept quiet, not quite sure what to say.
"I'm the doctor."
Martha rolled her eyes. "I meant species."
"I'm a time lord." He said proudly.
"You're not arrogant at all." Freya said suddenly with a teasing smile and the Doctor chuckled.
"I was just thinking...I have a new sonic screwdriver aaaaaaaaaaaaand you both saved my life. I was wondering if you fancied a trip."
Both girls looked excited but Martha's smile soon faded.
"We can't, we have exams and tomorrow we have to pay the rent-"
"Did I mention...it also travels in time."
"No way." Martha said, shaking her head but her eyes were full of hope.
"It does."
"That's crazy." Freya said, agreeing with her friend.
"I'll prove it." The doctor said smugly as he went into the box and it disappeared. The girls held their breaths untill it started to reappear a few minutes later. He came out, holding his tie. "Not as crazy as you would think."
"But that was this morning!" Freya said and the Doctor smiled at the excitement in her voice.
"Oh my god, you travel in time." Martha whispered. "Why did you warn us? To not go into work."
"Messing with set events is strictly forbidden, except for cheap tricks."
"And you travel in a police box?" Freya asked.
"It's called the Tardis. Time and Relevant Dimention in Space."
Martha frowned as she looked at it. "It's a bit cramped, don't you think?"
The Doctor smirked before opening the door. "See for yourself."
Martha walked into the Tardis causiously before gasping, "it's bigger on the inside!"
"Is it? I hadn't noticed." The Doctor said dryly. "Do you want to come with me?"
"Oh yes please!" Martha exclaimed, going further into the Tardis and the Doctor looked at Freya.
"What about you?" he asked as she stared at him.
"Erm...what does a time lord do exactly?" she asked and he smiled.
"Well, I travel." He said. "We're the last of our kind...I was surprised to see you today."
"Other than the second heart, how does it make me different from humans?" Freya asked, wanting to know everything.
"I promise I will explain." He told her softly, watching her carefully as she walked past him into the Tardis.
"So, is it just us then?" Martha asked once Freya and the Doctor walked in. "You don't have a crew?"
"No, just me. Well, I did have someone." The Doctor muttered. "Rose, her name was. Rose...and she gone."
"Where is she now?" Martha asked, not hearing the sadness in his voice like Freya could.
"With her family, she's fine." He said before looking up at her. "Not that you're replacing her!"
Martha smirked slightly before catching her friends eye. Freya shook her head firmly and Martha's smirk faded. "Never said I was."
"One trip to say thanks. One trip and then back home." The Doctor said firmly before glancing at Freya. For one of you atleast, he thought. "I'll rather be on my own."
Martha scowled slightly but didn't say anything.
"So, off we go." The Doctor said, clicking a few buttons and the girls were thrown to the floor. They strugged but finally grabbed onto the console and the Doctor smiled at them.
"Welcome aboard Miss Jones, Miss Noble." He said happily.
"Thank you Mr Smith." Martha said while Freya just laughed.