Chapter 1
TARDIS
Martha
"Oh I am so thick!" The Doctor shouts from underneath the consol. His sudden outburst causes me to jump.
"How are you thick?" I ask. "Martha I figured it out!" he exclaims looking as giddy as a little boy on Christmas morning. I give him a vacant look & and ask, "What did you figure out?" As I ask this a rude thought pops in my mind, 'Probably something about his precious Rose.' As I shake the thought away I realize he hasn't answered me he is still tinkering.
"Doctor? What did you figure out?" I ask again. "What? Oh! I figured out how to fix the Chameleon Circuit. The TARDIS can look like anything again. Of course Rose & I loved how…." He stops at the mention of Rose. I let out a sigh of relief because I will not be going home today, not yet.
"Don't say that it's very rude!" The Doctor yells. I look at him as though he's crazy, but for all I know he may be.
"What's rude?" I ask. He looks me up and down before saying, "The TARDIS seems to think that your worried I'm going to find Rose & that you don't want me to.
" I look at him & with my best shocked face.
"Why would she think that?" I ask as innocently & shocked as I can.
He looks at me before yelling, "Martha please tell me the TARDIS is lying." Before I can defend myself a voice come through the speakers & The Doctor goes quiet with a shocked look on his face.
Tyler Mansion
Rose
The sun is far too bright in my opinion, but for my mum's sake I act like it's nice.
"Oh! I have the perfect name!" my mum shouts scaring some people in the process. "What?" I ask miserably. "Doctor!" she proclaims. She notices me glaring at her and coughs.
"I... I meant… um… Tony. Yes! Tony! Tony Tyler." She corrects herself. 'Hello Rose.' I look around to see if someone else is around that I know.
My mother looks at me confused before asking, "Rose, honey what is it?" I shake my head to tell her to forget it before muttering to myself, "I've gone mad." I knew the voice the moment I heard it in my head. It's the voice I had been hearing since Bad Wolf. Once I was in the alternate dimension after, what I've come to call, doomsday the voice stopped. I put my head in my hands and try to forget that day. The day I was ripped from the doctor.
'Rose you are not crazy. I am really talking to you.' I don't listen to it I continue repeatedly think 'I've gone mad.' To myself, listening to the voice means I will start to believe it, and believing it means false hope, which turns to disappointment. 'Martha please tell me the T.A.R.D.I.S. is lying.' My heart stops, I'm hearing him again. "Who's Martha?" I ask myself aloud.
"Rose? Sweetie what are you talking about?" my mum asks worriedly. "It's nothing" I say before closing my eyes. One thing's for sure, that voice in my head is real… I had heard the Doctor.