Domestic Bliss

I'm new to this so bear with me and please review as I have a lot of ideas for more Doctor Who fanfics and if I know people are actually reading them, it will persuade to me to get typing!! Please don't character bash and keep your critiscism constructive. Thanks :)

"Look, Martha I'm really sorry, I had no idea they were going to be so hostile. Are you ok?" The Dr glanced down at Martha, his brow furrowed in concern.

"I'm feeling better now we're out of there but I have absolutely no idea what they've injected me with! It could kill me!! Why the hell did you have to take us to a planet where they take humans to experiment on?! I should have stayed in the TARDIS you could tell she didn't want to land here, "friendly aliens!!" you're having a laugh!" Martha looked exasperated and angry but he saw the worry in her eyes.

"Martha, you'll be fine if there's anything that has harmed you in any way the TARDIS has every medicine and treatment available this side of the galaxy so chill out" Martha seemed to relax a little as they neared the alley where the TARDIS was parked. It hadn't been one of their nicer trips due to the Golnath Tribe of aliens trying to perform an open autopsy on a live and kicking Martha. The Dr had been taken prisoner while Martha was injected with god knows what and kept in an oxygen tank.

He felt bad and he wondered if she would decide to go home again. He prayed she wouldn't, he had tried so hard to get her to go with him after Donna met Alan and decided she needed to settle down. If he was honest with himself he had missed Martha a lot more than he wished to let on. He knew he definitely needed someone but the truth was he only needed Martha, no one else. They were much closer as friends now but she had needed a lot of persuading to come aboard the TARDIS again, after her split with Tom. She had blamed his distant travelling and said she felt too tied down but Ten didn't care what had happened so long as she was back with him. He supposed this was kind of an escape for her, a chance to break from normal life and live a little dangerously. She had changed since she had walked out, after the year that never was, but she still had all those little martherisms he liked so much about her. She was more independent and it was a little harder to shock and surprise her, but he liked this change - she was more his equal now.

He held the door open as she walked back into the TARDIS and he decided she needed a little retail therapy. Yes, that would be perfect, he thought, all earth women liked shopping. Perhaps 59th Trimidon on planet Arganox, he decided he was going to treat her to something a bit special.

"I'm going to take a shower and grab a bite to eat before you decide to land us somewhere else incredibly, disastrously dangerous!!" Martha smiled weakly.

"Martha, you must be very sore, all those injections. Try this" He said, throwing a bottle full of green fluid, over to her opened hands.

"Its essence of draline, most commonly used by natural healers in the 33rd century, straight on to the skin and it heals it super quick. It's brilliant stuff!"

Martha walked off down the corridor, still wondering what on earth she had been injected with and whether she would suffer any adverse effects.

The Doctor stood at the console twiddling dials and pulling levers as the TARDIS whirred happily. He began to set the coordinates for Argonox and waited patiently for Martha to materialise from the bathroom. Almost an hour later, Martha strode into the console room. Her hair was freshly blow dried and she had changed her jeans and top.

"Mmm, citrus with just a hint of coconut" the Dr concluded as he sniffed her hair.

He thought of beaches and bright blue water as he smelt her, it was an exotic but very pleasant fragrance.

"Ok, well when you've got over smelling me maybe you can tell me where we're going next" Martha giggled, raising an eyebrow. He shook himself awake.

"Right-o, away we go!" He grabbed the blue lever on his right and they both grabbed hold of the console as they were thrown backwards. But the bumping didn't stop and they were thrown violently through the air. Martha screamed as Ten grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down on top of him. He held her tight as sparks fizzled out of the metal grid below and the TARDIS shook. When it finally stopped, they looked up to see small wisps of smoke coming from the console itself.