Author's Note: This fic was inspired by Annie Stela's song "Hands in the Grass". I'll post excerpts in the last chapter but if you get a chance, I highly recommend giving it a listen.
The Ballad of Martha Jones
A strange man with two hearts kisses her on the moon and that's all it takes. It's the opening line to an insane chapter in her life and it's so painfully and simply true.
A strange man kisses her and takes her to meet Shakespeare. Sleeps in a bed with her hundreds of years before she was born and it's the most ridiculous thing in the world but she loves it.
She's always been extraordinarily ordinary in the sense that she's not that different from anyone back home. Graduated top of her class, went to med school, doing her internship. Same thing as the other 30 or so people in her class. But this? How many of them could say they traveled through space and time with an alien?
Not many, she thinks. Probably, hopefully none.
And the fact that said alien is more than easy on the eyes? Well, that's just icing on the cake.