Here's the next chapter. By the way, for those of you who have been wondering where the hell I've been, I've had exams. They finish next week.
Chapter 2
"Thought so," said the Doctor as he stepped out of the wardrobe. "Hello again Lauren."
"Hello Doctor," said Lauren, sighing. It wasn't that she didn't love seeing the star of her favourite TV show. But now wasn't really the time. She looked to the ceiling with her arms outstretched.
"Come on!" she exclaimed. "What's that about? Don't you want me to be happy? I finally get a moment alone with Andrew…" Lauren turned towards her boyfriend, who was just standing there, gawping.
"Oh, right," she said. "Um, Andrew … did I mention that my wardrobe acts as a pathway between the Doctor's world and ours?"
"The Doctor," breathed Andrew. "The Doctor! And Martha! The Martha!"
"Yes," murmured Lauren, not that enthusiastic about the arrival of the latter. Not that she wasn't a great companion, but her constant yearning for the Doctor's affection really put Lauren off. Martha turned to the Doctor, her hands on her hips.
"Doctor, will you please tell me what's going on?" she asked. "Where are we? And who's she? And who's he?" The Doctor scratched the back of his head.
"Weeeeeeeell…" he began. "The thing is Martha, and, you're gonna find this quite amusing, but, it turns out that your entire life, well, mainly your life with me, is part of a TV show. Lauren here, the obsessed fan that she is, managed to create a portal between her world and ours by painting her wardrobe like the TARDIS."
"What?" said Martha, turning around. And indeed, Lauren's wardrobe was painted like the exterior of the TARDIS. The Doctor turned around too.
"Ah, I see you've gotten new door handles," he commented. But Martha was still confused.
"And who's this guy?" she questioned.
"A-A-Andrew Hansen," spluttered Andrew, approaching the Doctor. "And may I just say that it is such a thrill to be meeting you. I've been a huge fan of yours for so long now. I've seen the stories, collected the merchandise, gone to the conventions…"
"Sounds like Lauren's got some competition," remarked the Doctor, shaking Andrew's hand.
"That's partly what attracted us to one another," said Lauren. The Doctor and Martha looked confused for a minute, but then realised what Lauren was saying.
"Ah," said the Doctor. "Right. Good for you." Martha looked at Lauren disapprovingly.
"He's a bit old for you, isn't he?" she said.
"Well you'd know all about that," murmured Lauren just loud enough for Martha to hear. Martha's eyes widened.
"So, I see you haven't changed much Lauren," said the Doctor. "Same old room."
"Ah, but I have gotten so much more merchandise since your last visit," said Lauren excitedly, showing the Doctor over to the bookshelf. "Look at this! Now I've got 64 Doctor Who novels and 6 Doctor Who information books."
"Doctor Who?" questioned Martha.
"The name of my show," explained the Doctor. Lauren then took a small item down from the top shelf, and the Doctor realised that it was a sonic screwdriver.
"Don't get excited, it can't do anything," Lauren said. "It just turns on and makes a buzzing sound."
"And it's a UV pen!" added Andrew. Lauren bounced over to the other corner of the room.
"And over here," she said, "is my cardboard model of the TARDIS. I got it last Christmas. It took ages to build, but it was so worth it." The Doctor put his glasses on.
"That is brilliant," he said. "It looks just like the console room! And there's even a little cardboard Doctor!"
"And Martha!" added Martha.
"Yes – pity they made it after Rose left," said Lauren somewhat spitefully. Martha gave a slight gasp at the mention of Rose.
"You knew about Rose?" she asked.
"Well duh!" exclaimed Lauren. "I know all of the Doctor's companions! And I've been watching the classics lately. Doctor – I just saw your adventure when you were in your Third Form and you met your First and Second. Fantastic story." Martha gave the Doctor a questioning look.
"How many companions have there been exactly?" she asked. "And what's this about changing forms?"
"Long story," said the Doctor quickly.
"Yes – dating back to November 23rd 1963," added Andrew. "That was when the show began. And did I mention what a great show it is?"
"Yes, thanks again," said the Doctor. "Say, do you have the time?" Lauren grinned as she looked at her watch.
"It's 1:00, according to the Dalek clock," she said. She then flashed her watch at the Doctor and Martha. It contained a little picture of a Dalek and a Doctor Who logo. The Doctor remembered that Lauren had mentioned the watch during his last visit, but he was somewhat disappointed.
"Aren't I on any merchandise?" he asked. Lauren shrugged.
"None that I've got," she said. "Doctor Who and the Daleks are synonymous." She went to her chest of drawers and pulled out a pair of pyjamas, which had a Dalek and the word "Exterminate!" on it. She then opened her wardrobe and pulled out a T-Shirt – this one with 3 Daleks and a Doctor Who logo on it. Martha personally didn't like the look of the T-Shirt one bit.
"Those colours don't go well," she said. "And the thought of walking down the street wearing 3 giant pepper-pots doesn't really do it for me."
"I think it looks sexy," said Andrew with a sly grin. Lauren blushed. Meanwhile, the Doctor realised that by the looks of things, he and Martha were trapped.
"Wait – how are we going to get out of here?" he said. "Where's the TARDIS?" Suddenly there was a loud booming voice, which shook all parties except Lauren.
"You will leave when the time is right," said the voice. "There is still much to be done."
"What does that mean?" shouted the Doctor into space. "When will the time be right?"
"Don't worry about that," said Lauren quickly. "So Doctor, I guess you'll be wanting to see the rest of my merchandise now."
"If you wouldn't mind," said the Doctor. "How long has it been since last time?"
"About one and a half years," answered Lauren. "You won't believe how much more I've collected since then."
"Brilliant!" exclaimed an enthusiastic Doctor. "Let's get started then!"
"Er, before we do," said Lauren. "I'd like to have a word with Martha … in private."
"Anything you need to say to me, you can say in front of them," said Martha, indicating towards the Doctor and Andrew. Andrew, having an inkling of what Lauren wanted to say, decided it would be best if it was said out of range of the Doctor.
"I think you two should go along," he said. "Just give me a few minutes alone with the Doctor. I've got so much I want to ask him."
"Yes, go with Lauren Martha," agreed the Doctor. Martha rolled her eyes.
"Fine," she said.
If you were alone with Martha, what would you do?
