book 1 - The Doctor and the Fury
book 2 - The Doctor and Area 51
Meg's first official trip with the doctor got off to a rocky start. Top of K2? Try area 51's basement. If getting arrested for trespassing wasn't enough, homicidal aliens kept by the facility chose that moment to escape and get some long-awaited revenge. Being picked off one by one, everyone has a different idea of how to solve this problem, and the Doctor is outranked and outnumbered.
Along a dark and lonely road, a man doth walk in fear and dread
And having once turned round, walks on, and turns no more his head
For he knows a dreadful fiend doth close behind him tread.
The Mariner
Previously:
"So. Where to next?"
It was such a simple question, but the Time Lord smiling before her offered the universe, the possibilities staggered her. Suddenly Meg felt like a child again when the world was a lot bigger, and Papa had just asked the same question, laying a worn and heavy atlas in her small lap.
Don't think. Just choose. "Your planet."
Like flicking a switch, the light in his eyes went out, as if the magic keeping his corpse alive suddenly faded away, and Meg was standing before a zombie. She recognized that look from her mirror, and like him, she learned to hide it, because that look sucked all the good feelings from a room, alienated the normal people. The Doctor lost everything he loved.
He was just like her.
Cutting him off before he could tell her some half believable excuse for why they couldn't visit, Meg said, "Actually, maybe next time. Better idea. I've always wanted to go K2."
"Done." The Doctor took the reprieve and pulled a lever hurtling them into Vortex.
Too late to amend her choice again. She chose it because she was thinking of her parents. It was really one of the last places on Earth she wanted to visit…
Chapter 1: Off Track
With trepidation, she opened the doors of the TARDIS. She blinked in the harsh glare. There was snow blindness, and then there was this. "This isn't Pakistan. Pretty sure it's not China, either." At least not the area they were shooting for.
"Are you sure?" the Doctor yelled from deep inside the TARDIS.
"Well, there are no mountains," Meg shouted back, shrugging off her winter coat. "It's hot, dry and flat."
The Doctor poked his head out of the TARDIS. "Where'd they put the Karakorums?"
"Not here," she answered. She couldn't find a place less like the Himalayas if she tried. How could he have gotten the location off by so much?
"Oh well, we're here now. Might as well make the most of it, soak up the rays."
"Are you sure we're even on Earth?" she asked, following.
"Of course we're on Earth." He answered, with a pout. Then under his breath, he muttered, "Probably."
"Should we bring water?" she asked. Deserts weren't exactly her thing. Neither were rainforests. She liked a nice balance — neither too much or too little water.
"We won't go far." He said, unconcerned. After all, he knew sooner or later someone or something would find them.