This story was originally a piece of work I did, but I changed it to a Doctor Who story. It's not perfect at the moment, but with a bit of encouragement and some tips I'm sure I can improve it.

I don't own any of the characters.

"So where are we off to next?" asked Martha brightly as she bounded into the dim lit control room of the TARDIS.

The Doctor turned around and examined her closely. "Eager today, aren't we?"

"Yup, I'm just starting to feel like a caged animal, we haven't ventured out of the TARDIS in a while." The Doctor frowned at her and Martha quickly spoke again, "Sorry, I didn't mean any offence, the TARDIS is lovely, I just want another adventure!"

The Doctor smiled. "It's okay, I agree, we do need to get out."

He strode up to the controls in his usual enthusiastic manner and started working on setting the TARDIS a new destination. Martha always found him fascinating to watch when he did this. The TARDIS was clearly designed to be driven by more than one Time Lord, but the Doctor usually managed by running around in circles pushing the necessary buttons, yanking an assortment of levers and entering coordinates.

He must have one hell of a lot of stamina Martha mused.

"There!" announced the Doctor smugly as he stood back to admire the huge crystal column of the time rotor begin to rise and fall steadily like the beating of a heart.

"So where are we going this time?"

"No idea!" he gave her a sideways glance and a cheeky grin. Martha shuddered, if only he knew how looking at her like that made her feel. Her pulse picked up speed and that wasn't just to do with the excitement of a new adventure.

"I hope its someplace interesting." Martha murmured.

"What did you-" but the Doctor's sentence was cut short as the TARDIS gave a sudden lurch without warning. Martha was thrown backwards against the wall.

"Ouch!" She yelled. She pulled herself up and gave the Doctor a disapproving glare. "You're a useless driver."

His face brightened. "I am aren't I?"

The Doctor fell back into his comfy chair. He brought his feet up so that his Converse shoes were upon the control panel. The screen on the control panel suddenly flashed an emerald green causing the Doctor to swing his legs round and jump up suddenly.

"I think we're here."

"Oh good." said Martha as she stood up after sitting cross-legged on the floor. "So where are we?"

"The Doctor nodded towards the blue TARDIS doors. "Take a look for yourself."

"Will I need to change into something more suited to the time or planet first?"

"Nah, you'll fit in fine." He responded with a smile.

Martha eyed him suspiciously, "I'm not far from home am I?"

"Nope."

"Boring, I was hoping for a visit to some exotic planet. Ah well, maybe if I'm lucky I'll end up on some gorgeous beach in the Caribbean." She smiled inwardly at the thought of a nice holiday on the beach. Lost in thought she pushed open the blue doors expecting a breath taking view.

"Oh." She said in a small voice. She felt the Doctor move to stand beside her.

"Ah." He said, "We appear to be in a storage room."

"On a boat." Added Martha as the room violently swayed back and forth.

"Yup, you're a smart one. Let's move these boxes and get out."

They only had to move a couple of stubborn boxes before the door was revealed. Martha pushed open the door and instantly a chilly breeze swept into the room. The wind outside was noisy and water sprayed up onto the deck as waves crashed against the side of the boat. The only person there appeared to be a woman. Obviously no one else was brave enough to stand outside in the storm. Martha gasped as the woman wobbled and fell off the boat. She sped towards the rail and looked down as the woman plunged into the ocean – a wild roaring beast swirling around and crashing against the boat, as if trying to devour it.

"Doctor, help her!" Martha shrieked.

"No." He said to her firmly. She clung onto the rail and turned to look at him, hair blowing in the wind. Her mouth was open in shock and tears were streaming down her face.

"Fine, sit there and leave a woman to drown, I'll save her then!"

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She plunged into the darkness. The water was very cold. She immediately struck out to reach the surface, only to go farther down. Splashing around madly in an attempt to reach air was a serious waste of breath, and after ten or fifteen seconds the effort of inspiration could no longer be restrained. She felt like she was in a vice which was being tightened until it got to the point where she was sure her spine would break. The pressure was getting to the point of being unbearable, she just tried to scream out, but bubbles erupted from her mouth, letting loose more precious oxygen. Gradually, the pain eased off. Her chest pains evaporated completely. She started to feel sleepy, and just before losing consciousness she would have found the sensation pleasant if she wasn't so scared.