Hey people! So...this is my first fic, just let me know what you think!
So, without further ado, Allons-y!
The Doctor, River, Amy and Rory were on the Planet Lexabarridon, in the Galaxy of RU12. It was a swampy, marsh-covered planet, inhabited by an amphibious species of humanoids. What was strange, was that no one was around for miles.
The Doctor bent down, examining the water.
"I just don't get it…why would the planet be deserted? I mean, this is the right year, isn't it?" He turned to River, who was already tapping in their coordinates on her handheld computer system.
"2347." She read back, twisting a frizzy, blonde curl around her finger.
The Doctor's eyes widened, and he hastily whipped out his Sonic Screwdriver and began scanning the water he had just stuck his hands in.
"What's so special about 2347?" River asked, obviously confused.
The Doctor jumped up, looking panicked.
"W-We have to leave. NOW."
Amy looked concerned.
"Why? Doctor, what's wrong?"
"On the TARDIS, NOW! Nobody touch the water, Nobody touch the plants, don't even breathe 'till you're back on the TARDIS!" He said, pushing his companions back in the direction of the blue, wooden police box.
Once they were all safe inside the Doctor's spaceship, Amy crossed her arms.
"Okay, so what's so special about the year 2347 and why is there no one on the planet?" She asked, her natural Scottish accent raising in her voice.
The Doctor began hurriedly flipping switches on the TARDIS controls, sending them into the vortex.
"Because, they all evacuated the planet on account of Lexabarridonian Fever."
River's eyes widened. She put her handheld device back in her pocket, before walking over and slapping the Doctor across the face.
"How could you be so STUPID?"
"Ow!" He muttered defensively.
"And it wasn't my fault! I didn't know!"
River groaned.
"Well, would it kill you to check the coordinates for once?!"
"Yes, well…maybe it would!"
"Oh, that's it-"
"-HOLD ON!" Amy yelled, causing the couple to cease their bickering.
"Will you two just stop it?! Now, what's Lexabarridonian Fever, and what's so bad about it?"
The Doctor sighed.
"Lexabarridonian Fever is a disease that was used as biological warfare on the planet Lexabarridon by neighboring planets. You contract it from coming in contact with it through either the air or the water. It's not lethal, but it's a horrible disease all the same. It only lasts about a week, though."
Amy rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, I gathered that…but what's so bad about it? Is it like…is it like the measles or something?"
"I wish." River muttered from where she was standing, researching the disease on her handheld.
"Mum, you remember the Psychic pollen, right?"
Amy nodded, not questioning how her daughter knew about their encounter with it. River knew a lot of things that made no sense to them, they just learned not to question it.
"Well, it's like that. Once you catch it, you fall into a fevered dream state where you can't tell reality apart from your own delusions. It's a horrible thing to go through." She emphasized, shooting a dirty look the Doctor's way.
The Doctor threw his hands up.
"Well, it's no use blaming me! We could all have it right now, or we could all be immune to it! There's no way of telling."
River rolled her eyes.
"Men. What do you do with them?" She muttered, walking over to the TARDIS console and flipping a switch, causing the whole ship to lurch to one side.
"River, what did you do?" The Doctor asked, getting up and checking the monitors.
She sighed, as if it was no big deal.
"Oh, don't get your bow-tie in a twist…I just sent us into orbit around the nearest moon, that's all. It'll give us time to sort out this whole mess, and we should be safer in orbit then we would be in the vortex, or anywhere else for that matter." She said, crossing her arms.
"And remember: Child of the TARDIS right here. I know every single emergency protocol she has."
Everyone stared at her, before Rory finally spoke up.
"I-I think River's right. I don't think we should leave the TARDIS. If this is contagious, we don't want to risk spreading it."
"Thank you, Dad." River grinned.
"So, it's decided. We stay in orbit."
The Doctor, River, Amy and Rory sat down on the floor of the TARDIS's control room, waiting for the Doctor's instructions.
"Okay, so we were all exposed to the virus, so we're all susceptible to it. It starts working once we fall asleep, so one of us will have to stay awake while the others sleep. That clear?"
River looked pensive.
"Okay, but what happens if the person who's on watch is sick? Then what?"
The Doctor scratched his head.
"Uh…then they wake up someone else."
"But what if they have it? Doctor, we could all get it and not even know. How are we supposed to take care of each other if we can't even take care of ourselves?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." Amy said, trying to be reasonable.
"We could all be immune to it too, there's no way of knowing."
Rory nodded.
"I say we just follow the Doctor's plan. If anything goes wrong, we can deal with it as it comes."
River sighed.
"…Okay. I'll take the first watch."
"No. I will." The Doctor said firmly.
"Oh, why do you have to be so stubborn?" She smiled seductively, kissing him on the cheek before getting to her feet.
"I'll go get some blankets from the supply room."
"Hurry back." Amy yelled after her daughter, before sighing and resting her head on Rory's shoulder.
So...chapter one! Good? Bad? There's a big, threatening button labeled 'Review' right there and it would make my day if you pressed it!