"Aaaaand, just a few more here, and oh, over there," The Doctor was zooming from place to place putting in the calculations for their next trip, and Martha was hopping around with him, so happy that she is finally on the TARDIS again. The Doctor punched in the last thing into the typewriter and straightened his bow tie. "We are off!" Martha hadn't got a good look at his new face until now, and when she glanced at his eyes, expecting them to be soft brown, they were now the eyes of an old man, grey, but her Doctor just the same. She smiled. The Doctor tilted his head. "What?" He asked after a second. "Oh, I'm just happy I'm here again, even if you changed." The Doctor grabbed Martha's hand and together they flew out the TARDIS door into The Bahamas. Or so they thankā¦.
