Hello everyone, this is my first fanfic. Please let me know what you think in a review, I honestly want any and all criticism you have. And if I spell anything wrong, or make a grammatical error, just tell me. I want to get those things right.

The TARDIS shuddered violently as it flew swiftly through the sub-space-time tunnel that was the Time Vortex. Inside, The Doctor danced around the six-sided console, pressing buttons and pulling levers seemingly at random. He stopped for a moment and the time machine jolted forcefully, his hand hovering over a bank of blue switches, which looked completely unused in comparison to all the heavily worn buttons, levers, switches and dials around them.

"No," he said quietly.

"They're boring-ers. Not stabilisers. They make it boring." He resumed his mad, capering, random-button-pushing dance as the time rotor VWOOOOOORPed repeatedly.

SPARTAN-X designation Jane-139 hurtled through space, testing the limits of the small, egg-shaped capsule she rode in. As the machine neared its top speed, she flipped a switch and the space in front of her ruptured, forming a swirling, blue-white wormhole in front of her. Jane grinned.

"This is Sierra Juliet-one-three-niner to UNSC Infinity, do you read me?" she spoke into the comm device inside of her golden visor.

"Infinity receiving, we have you loud and clear, Jane"

"Slip-space rupture achieved, proceeding to jump."

"Roger that. We'll test the slip-space comms while you're in there."

"Roger. See you soon, Infinity."

"Over and out."

Jane flipped another switch, shutting off her standard comms and activating the slip-space comms inside the ship. As she eased the control pods forward, Kate spoke up.

"Jane, I'm picking up something moving on a level beneath slip-space."

"That's impossible," was Jane's short reply.

"To you, maybe. To me? I've seen a lot of strange occurrences, and this one isn't even that strange. If an A.I. can believe in it, it's pretty possible. You know we don't believe easily."

Jane was silent, thinking.

"Find this movement, and figure out how to get to it."

The Doctor was dancing around his console faster and more frantically than usual, but he wasn't doing much to the console itself. Amy and Rory staggered into the control room just before the TARDIS jolted so violently that for an instant they were in free-fall. Amy clung to the railing of the walkway, desperately trying to stay on her feet. She failed miserably a moment later when the time machine slewed suddenly to one side.

"Doctor! What's going on?" she screamed.

"We're being chased!" was his reply.

"I thought there were no other time machines in the universe!"

"Well, I guess I was wrong about that!"

"What is it?" Jane asked. Her A.I. manifested her holographic avatar on the dashboard to explain.

"Put simply, it appears to be a mid-1900's Mackenzie Trench-style police box."

"A what?"

"A mid 1900's Mackenzie Trench-"

"I heard you, but what is it doing flying through a sub-slip-space tunnel? This is the first time anyone has been here!"

Kate shrugged.

"Let's find out!"

Jane grinned. It was just like her to suggest that. She pushed the control pods as far forward as she could reach, and the pod she rode in sped up explosively, hurtling through the sub-slip-space tunnel after the police box.

Jane flipped another switch on the control pods, transmitting her voice to the strange vessel she pursued.

"This is SPARTAN Jane-139 of the UNSC Infinity. You are ordered to halt your vessel and exit the sub-slip-space tunnel. If you do not comply, lethal force is authorised. Repeat, this is SPARTAN Jane-139 of the UNSC Infinity. You are ordered to…"

The voice echoed through the TARDIS, repeating itself over and over as the time machine slowly stopped its violent shuddering. The Doctor had finally flipped the blue "boring-ers" as he termed them.

Amy and Rory slowly, shakily stood up. The Doctor was standing at the controls, staring at the screen. They walked over to him, watching the screen as the strange, animated circular shapes followed their odd rotations.

This is SPARTAN Jane-139 of the UNSC Infinity. You are ordered to halt your vessel and exit the sub-slip-space tunnel. If you do not comply, lethal force is authorised. This is your last warning.

The Doctor swiftly ran around the console, pressing all manner of buttons and switches.

The police box disappeared from the radar.

"Drop us out of here, Kate!" The ship rapidly decelerated as it fell out of the Time Vortex just as the hostile environment depleted the shields and scorched the hull. Jane watched as the police box sped toward the nearest planet. She grinned and pushed the control pods forward again, accelerating after it.

The planet had no name, for it was inhospitable to almost all life. Once it had had a name, back when the Tartarans had existed. Tartarus. The Doctor had been before, of course, but under much different circumstances. Tartarus had been the only planet he had been unable to save. (after Gallifrey, of course)

The TARDIS landed on the barren planet, the time rotor inside slowing as The Doctor flipped various switches and levers. Amy had always wondered why the time machine needed so many controls. Every time The Doctor tried to explain, however, she found herself drifting off, his constant incomprehensible technobabble making it impossible to stay awake. She made to follow The Doctor as he walked to the doors, but he simply turned around and told them to "stay put, Ponds"

The Doctor opened the doors and walked out, seeming more confident than he was. The planet was silent but for the whistling wind, a sandy desert of a world with no life but him on it. He listened quietly. A soft hum reached his ears, presumably from the ship that had followed him. Suddenly, the egg-shaped ship, large enough for a person (with a foot on all sides) to sit in. After it touched down, the top of it seemed to flow open to reveal what The Doctor at first took to be a new kind of Cyberman. The humanoid figure, who only just fit in the ship, clambered out and dropped to the ground heavily before him. It reached up and turned its "head" 45 degrees anticlockwise before lifting it off.

Jane gratefully shook her hair out, letting the desert planet's winds refresh her after so long spent in the sweaty prison of her helmet. Bringing herself back to the point of why she was there, she turned to the man in front of her.

"State your name, vessel name and purpose for flying please," she ordered, almost wincing at how much like a machine she sounded.

"The Doctor, The TARDIS (or Sexy, depending on wether you ask me or it), because I stole it from my people who are now dead and because its fun."

Jane stared at him.

"Sexy?"

"Yeah, that's the old girl's name for herself," he said, patting the battered old police box proudly. Jane watched as the doors opened and a 21-year-old redhead girl stepped out with a man of the same age. The Doctor sighed.

"Ponds! I told you both to stay put."

"Yeah, well, its pretty boring inside without you," The man responded. Jane shook her head, confused.

"How can the three of you all fit inside that police box?"

"Magic," the man told her.

"I'm Amy," the girl said, holding out her hand. Jane shook it, making sure her shields were on just in case.

"This idiot's name is Rory. He's my husband." Rory held out his hand too, and Jane shook it firmly. She turned back to The Doctor.

"I'm going to have to search your vessel, just as a security measure, you understand. It shouldn't take long," she said, running a critical eye over the box. "About two minutes, I should say." Rory sniggered.

"It takes longer than that to find our room," he said. The Doctor turned to the doors and inserted a small key. After the doors had opened, Jane stared. She slowly walked inside, the others filing in behind her.

"Okay, this will take a bit longer than I thought."

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