~A Baby is Found~

Greetings Earthlings. I was lying in bed one Saturday night after watching a pretty good Doctor Who and I had a strange idea- what if a baby mysteriously appeared in the TARDIS? I asked a couple of colleages and they simply waved it away so what do I do? I write a story about it. Why? Because I can. Enjoy.

~Cat

DISCLAIMER: I sadly do not own any of the characters from Doctor Who, but I own the baby! -Grabs baby and huggles her.


It wasn't entirely true if you said the Doctor had a bad day. Truth be told, his day started fantastic. He had had all his former companions around him, Donna, Martha, Jack, even his beloved Rose, after longing for her so long. They were all surrounding him, supporting him, generally giving him company. But that ended. He left Rose in a parallel world, Donna lost her memory, and the rest went their own way, leaving him stuck in the past. And now here he was, left all alone, sad and forgotten. But least they were happy.

He had originally gone out on the walk to lift his spirits, brighten his views. He wanted the stroll round London to clear his head. He had went out with his head held high, his face attempting to be positive though close to failing and generally trying to forget about his past, look to the future. But as he walked round he saw people with their friends and partners, seeing the sights that he had seen with his friends, and his mood plummeted like a rock of a cliff, as he couldn't help but remember the times he had come here with his companions. And it just got him down. Right down. So down that he had real trouble not to burst into tears.

So that trip had been a bit of a failure. And he knew that. He felt like a failure. Had he ruined all the lives of his friends? He thought about Martha, and Rose. And Donna in some ways, though all her memories of the Doctor had been erased. His face tightened in anguish as he tried to hold back the tears, but they escaped and leaked slowly down his cheeks. The traitors, how could they? He decided to return back to the TARDIS before he completely broke down. As he slowly ambled back to the place he had parked it, it attempted to clear his mind of all thoughts, all memories, concentrating on this fixed mission- getting back to the TARDIS. He turned the corner and there it was, his home, his life, his only friend who could stay with him forever. He strained a smile as he looked at his beautiful spaceship, cleverly disguised as a Police Box. With his hand deep in his pockets he shouldered his way through the door and stepped inside. Gulping down the rest of his tears, he tried not think of when the TARDIS was full of people, all his friends surrounding him. He strode up to the machine and leaned his body against the fencing, frowning and remembering. He couldn't take much more of this. He leaned forward and slowly began to pull a lever and press a few buttons, resulting with a jolt as the TARDIS left the Earth.

He continued press buttons and pulling levers, and then stood back as he flew into orbit. He was getting so into it now he almost forgot he was on his own until he looked up and glanced round his spaceship. Silence. Oh how he hated silence. It compacted against his head, made him feel sick. Except, hang on. There wasn't ultimate silence. Maybe he was just imagining it for some company, but he could definitely hear something shuffling round the back of his machine. No, wait, it can't be…yes, there it was again.

"Hello, hello, what's going on 'ere then?" He asked himself quietly, reminding him distinctly of a policeman. He crouched down and looked round, as he could tell the sound was definitely coming from ground-level. And he could not believe it! Because sitting at the other side of the machine, sucking its thumb and looking rather cute was…a baby! No, it can't be! A baby in the TARDIS? Whatever next? But then again, thinking back to when he first met Donna…


Oooo a baby in the TARDIS! A dream I've always waited to happen. I mean, c'mon, how did Russel T Davies never come up with that? I would have loved to see how David Tennant looked with a baby. It would have been hilarious...such a wasted opportunity...

And I need those reviews! I feed on them! And I'm HUNGREH!

~Cat