The Doctor was waiting by the TARDIS. Donna was at least thirty minutes late by now. He only hoped that she wasn t abducted by a bunch of religious freaks who would like her to be the latest offering to their god or goddess. No, it was never a good idea to bring companions to Ancient Greece. And leaving them alone because they insisted Oi, spaceman, if you don t get off my back for at least one afternoon, I am going to have to kill you was even worse idea. He pondered if he should go looking for her, but he didn t know where to start, Athens were busier than one would have thought. Also, she might come back while he s away and then go looking for him and they might spent hours looking for each other. But what if she really is in serious trouble?
He was restlessly shuffling by the TARDIS, when he caught the sight of a redhead being dragged between two Greek soldiers. Oh no, was she really hurt? He shouldn t have left her alone. Guys, that s him, she suddenly yelled and let go of the soldiers, staggering towards the TARDIS, giggling. Giggling. He blinked several times. Was she drunk?
Excuse me, sir, is this Celtic woman yours? asked one of the soldiers.
Uhm, well, eh, actually, yes, he replied, rubbing his neck with one hand.
Oi! I ain t nobody s! Donna protested, leaning her back on the TARDIS before unceremoniously sliding by the wall to the ground.
I got her quite cheap, said the Doctor leaning towards one of the soldiers. She never got over the fact that her mother sold her quite next to nothing. You gonna pay for that, uttered Donna, trying to stand up. As soon as I find my legs. The soldiers gave each other an uncomfortable glance. The Doctor finally got what they were waiting for and fished his pockets for a couple of gold coins, giving those to them. Thank you, soldiers. I m glad you brought her back, I am quite fond of her hair colour. You re welcome, good sir, they were nodding, obviously surprised by the amount of money he gave them. Probably enough to buy a bunch of new slaves.
Bye, guys, Donna shouted after them as they were leaving. The Doctor shook his head, taking her hands in his in order to pull her back on her feet.
Beware of Greeks bearing Donna, he sighed.
Doctor, I think I am going to be sick all over your shoes. And she was.