"Copyright, Donna Noble" Sorry, I don't own Doctor Who, that's BBC's job.

Donna, stay out of trouble." the Doctor poked his head around the hotel door. He had recently almost died, twice in fact, and had decided that he would take a well deserved rest. Of course, Donna had no intention of resting. Not when there was a future world to explore!

"What? Trouble? When have I gotten us into trouble?" She said indignantly. The doctor stared at her, eyebrows raised. Donna swallowed. "Well, maybe once or twice…"

Suddenly, the Doctor's legs buckled, and Donna had to lead him to the hotel bed. "You have to get some rest, don't worry about me!" He laid back gratefully.

"How can I not?"

Donna remained silent. The Doctor's eyes slowly fluttered shut, and she slowly tiptoed out the door, shutting it silently behind her. Alone at last.

The future hotel. She had to admit, it was amazing. Almost all the staff were robots, and the few that were human actually managed the place. The rooms were specially calibrated for different types of aliens, and outside the Earth buzzed with flying cars and people. It was really something. If you travel with the Doctor, sometimes you have to take a step back and realize how impossible your life is. But, Donna did none of that. In fact, she was thinking only one word; Tardis.

Yes, she knew exactly the janitor's closet in which it was parked, and in her hands was the master key, carefully taken from the sleeping Doctor. She hadn't really had a proper look around, which she obviously deserved. A gentle turn of the key, a push of the door, and there was the Tardis, bigger on the inside. She had never really been in it without the Doctor. It made it much more mysterious.

Donna carefully tapped a button on the control panel, and a hissing sound reverberated around the Tardis. She smiled. "Oh, Doctor, what does this button do?" She pressed another, and a humming started.

"Let's see…" She hit a big green button.

Suddenly, the time machine rocked violently. Donna was thrown against the control panel, hitting more buttons and switches. The Tardis began to hum much more loudly, and Donna struggled to get a grip on anything. She heard screaming, screaming for the Doctor, and realized that it was her own. She flew backwards and hit her head on a bar, and her last thought before she swam into darkness was;

"Blimey, I am stupid."

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