Ok, ok so I know I've been away for flipping yonks and I'm not going to give you a load of excuses... Unless of course a load of excuses would stop you throwing sharp things at me which would probably hurt me quite a bit...No ok well then lets get on with it shall we, that's you lot that is distracting me. Anyway I'm back hopefully I'll stay back and finish up unfinished stories for you as well as writing new ones like this XD enjoy.

Prologue

Martha gazed at the glass cylinders that rose up from the central console of the TARDIS, its bright blue light played over her face lighting up her excited features. She had been travelling with the Doctor for a while now and yet she still couldent believe it. Not just the fact that she was with a nine hundred year old alien with two hearts who flew around saving the universe in a blue box. No that was part of it of course, but all the things she had seen all the strange and wonderful places that she'd been to and all the varied and colourful people she had met. They all mixed together to form memories that she knew she would never ever let go of or forget.

A loud voice suddenly made itself heard echoing down the long corridors that led off to who knew where. She grinned as the familiar form of the Doctor burst into the control room wearing an incredibly large sombrero, a pair of shades and singing at the top of his voice.

"You're not serious are you?"

The Doctor stopped singing and glanced at her, most of his features cast into shadow by his sombrero. It took him a couple of minutes to catch what she was on about and then a hand shot to the hat perched on his head protectively, as though she might swoop down and grab it from his head any second.

"What have sombrero's ever done to you Martha Jones? Nothing wrong with a good sombrero, in a few hundred years time from ooooh..."

He cast a glance at his wrist at the non existent watch there.

"Now wearing a sombrero will be a legal obligation in the Calliotrophic galaxy."

He grinned widely at her and offered her a slightly just slightly smaller one that he had hidden behind his back.

Martha simply raised an eyebrow and stared back at him.

Not understanding or simply refusing to understand he strode forwards and plonked the hat onto her head.

"Noooow then Martha Jones why don't we go visit the Calliotrophic galaxy and get you a better understanding of just how amazing and sophisticated a sombrero can make you look, annnd not to mention all the oceans are purple the deserts are green and the natives are air breathing whales slash camels.

He spouted all this at breakneck speed as he darted around the TARDIS controls flipping a few switches here, smashing a small mallet against a panel there. He looked up at her his grin still plastered all over his face as he waited for her approval.

She returned it in full and nodded. Taking that as his cue the Time Lord pulled down one more switch and the familiar rasping and grating noise of the time machine filled the room as they went on their way.

To be continued.