Genetic Transfer (Or Donna in Three 1)
Characters: Tenth Doctor, Donna Noble, Judoon
Pairings: Ten/Donna (Sorrrrrt of...)
Summary: What if Donna had decided to join the Doctor after Runaway Bride rather than waiting, and remained his compainion for Series 3 instead of Martha? AU. Might be the first in a series of Drabbles if there's enough interest.
It was something of a poor first date, Donna Noble was thinking. There they were, the skinny fellow about to take her to Egypt or some planet with noseless dogs or another strangely daft place, when some beeping (as usual) got his attention. Since then they'd been stuck on Earth, some two months after she left, in the Royal Hope Hospital, disguised as a sick patient with something fancy she forgot the name of half the time, bored to the teeth, all because of some 'alien signal'. When she opted to join him if, for nothing else, to stop him from doing what he did with the Racnoss, she'd hadn't expected this as her first port of call across the universe - some fifteen ruddy blocks from where she lived!
At least, thank the heavens, she wasn't in that heart-breaking wedding dress anymore.
It was then that the interesting stuff happened, so much in fact that Donna was struggling to keep up. First, the hospital got picked up by rain and dropped in all places upon the flipping moon. Next they learnt that the kindly old salad-eating lady across the hallway was actually a vampiric alien determined to hide from some rhino shaped military types known as the Judoon. And now, they happened to be running from said rhinos because they seemed to want to kill every alien on site, which of course meant the Doctor.
They rushed down a hallway, reaching a sign as they stopped for a breather. The Doctor seemed to be looking for the Vampire thing as they did so; "Think, think, think. If I was a Plasmavore surrounded by police, what would I do?" He stared up at the sign - MRI, it read - and smiled across at his red-headed companion. "Aah. She's as clever as me. Almost."
Voices of the Judoon caused the pair to straighten as they loomed closer and closer. "Donna, you trust me, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Well, I need time to stop her and you're going to have to hold them up, so I'm going... well, I..." Donna wasn't sure what to think as the skinny Time Lord in his fancy new blue suit seemed to stumble in his words and give a sheepish look. "Look, Donna... this means NOTHING, ok? Absolutely nothing. And its to save the universe and... oh, let's get it over with..."
And with no time to understand his meaning, Donna was suddenly held with a tight kiss as he took her cheeks and gave it everything. For a fraction of a second Donna forgot herself and was spellbound, but suddenly remembered the identity of her kisser and promptly pulled away and slapped him hard on the cheek.
"OW! Donna!"
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Her familiar temper flared up in front of him.
"Genetic Transfer... Ow, you slap harder than Jac-" Another slap hit him in the face and he moved back slightly in pain.
"I do NOT genetic transfer on a first date! What sort of a tart do you take me for?" By now she was screaming at him, and even the half-deoxygenated patients were staring across at them.
"But it's... And it's not... Oh never mind, you'll figure it out..." Holding his reddened cheek, the Doctor ran away, prompting Donna to shout back after him.
"YOU GET BACK HERE, MARTIAN BOY, I'M NOT- Oh... Dear..." Donna had heard the stomping of hard boots against the shiny floor and turned to see four Judoon marching in her direction, the leader with his rhino-like head exposed at the front. For a moment she wanted to run, but then decided to give the Doctor the benefit of the doubt and stood stock still as the alien reached her. She decided to help it find the Plasmavore. "Now, listen here minster... You want the Vampire thingie, shes some old hag called-" Her anger returned as the alien flashed the familar blue glowing scanning device in her face and memories of her first encounter with the Doctor returned."STOP FLASHING BLUE LIGHT THINGS AT ME! God, you aliens are all-"
The Chief Judoon interupted her verbal attack. "Human.... With non-human traits suspected. Non-human element confirmed. Authorize full scan." She became alarmed as two of the Judoon pulled out larger scanners, which made her eyes feel painful as the next few minutes crawled on. At last the pair let her go and passed their results to the Chief Judoon, who grunted and moved back towards her.
"Confirmed: human. Traces of facial contact with non-human. Continue the search. You will need this." As he passed her a slip of paper, she nervously inquired its purpose, to which the Juddon snorted out "Compensation."
She stood dumb and still for a moment at they started to move away, then her rage returned and she forgot herself for a moment. "YOU'D BETTER EXPECT I'LL GET COMPENSATION, RHINO BOY! CAUSE WHEN THIS IS OVER I GONNA GET THAT DOCTOR BLOKE TO SUE - Doctor!" For all of the recent irritations he had caused her, the thought of the Doctor alone against the Plasmavore shook her out of her anger, and she dashed off in the direction she expected to find him in.
