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Chapter 2
John Tyler was bored.
He wanted to travel again, to run around and save the day. He missed having his TARDIS and more importantly, he missed Martha Jones. It hadn't occurred to the meta-crisis Time Lord, that he would inherit every bit of the original Time Lord's thoughts and feelings. John immediately after his birth had felt the Time Lord's attraction to Rose Tyler.
A few months with Rose, and he started to feel…different about her.
That's when he looked up Martha Jones, he hadn't known if she existed or not in this world.
Looking up Martha was the end of his romantic feelings for Rose Tyler. The blond had a heart of gold, in general, when she was seeing more than her own needs and wants. And John had originally intended to spend the rest of his life with her, except his own feelings weren't in it.
That was the thing, like the Doctor, he was a man that followed his own emotions and they weren't for Rose.
Not anymore.
"Doctor Tyler!" The skinny human looked up and waved at the receptionist. Gloria smiled at him as she placed files on his desk. "Your 3pm called and cancelled." She informed him.
Smiling at that relief, he leaned forward on his desk, his cheek resting on fist. "Ah, right. So Martha…does she normally order food?"
"No, if she doesn't eat from the cafeteria, than her sister has bought her lunch." Gloria informed him. She couldn't help, but wonder why the newer doctor was concerned about Martha. Some of the nurses had mentioned that Doctor Tyler had been blunt in desire to be with Doctor Jones. Only, Doctor Jones was rebuffing him.
"Damn." He muttered he knew what the other Martha liked. He just wasn't sure if this Martha would like it. The flowers were a start he'd send her a new dozen every day until Valentine's Day. Then he'd bring them to her himself. By then, she might be a bit nicer to him… "She does like orchids. Her favorite color is teal. Her biggest pet peeve is-bloody hell." Liars, Martha detested them with a passion. He had only gotten a pass because-he wasn't sure why he got a pass really. He lied once and then made it a habit to not do it (at least to her). Martha had been a big girl, she never need him to soften a situation.
Gloria giggled quietly. She refrained from calling him a stalker. "She rejected Doctor Morganstein as well. Though, from what I heard…he figured they would work out as they were the top 2 students of their class. Doctor Jones was number 1 of course."
"Morganstein?" Oh he remembered that name. "He's an attention seeking prat. Works as a surgeon as well doesn't he?"
"He does."
John frowned and ran his other hand through his hair. "I'm going to prove to Martha that I am perfect for her, even if I have to run around this hospital barefoot."
Gloria chuckled again, before waving to the strange man.
This was going to be an interesting week for her.
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"Martha~!" Tish's voice called out happily.
Rolling her eyes, Martha held her phone away from her ear before replying. "What can I do for you sis?" The doctor was curled up at home. The flowers she received earlier setting in a vase in on her coffee table. She was honestly curious on who sent them. For a moment she entertained the thought that it was Morganstein, but she knew better than that.
He wouldn't have sounded so uncertain in the card attached to them.
At least he never sounded nervous in the previous cards he sent her. That she politely shredded in front of him, the arrogant cockroach.
And John Tyler, he was just as bad- the arrogant toe rag. He just waltzed into Royal Hope, having loud public arguments with his adopted sister…who he had dated. Then her name was dragged into it. Sure, she had been nice to him at first, hell she had found him attractive at first.
Then she found out he was a giant creep.
"Well, you can tell me what kind of dress you have for the Charity Ball that's being hosted by the Tylers!" Her sister's voice interrupted her train of thought. "And have you found a date yet?"
Martha glanced at the card laying on the table. "Possibly and I don't have a dress yet."
"Why the hell not? The ball's in four days!"
Shrugging, despite her sister being unable to see it, Martha replied, "I can always wear an old one."
"No. That's just not done." Tish's voice sounded exasperated. "You don't even care to go do you?"
A smiled curved its way across Martha's lips, "You aren't as thick as I thought."
"Yeah, yeah, tomorrow we'll go find one during your lunch break." The older Jones girl informed her sister. "And to make you feel better, I'll drag Adeola with us." Martha wanted to bang her head. Why did her twin need to be dragged out as well?
Pulling the blankets up, Martha sighed and rested her head on the couch's armrest. "Lunch break, usually means- lunch, food, you know what that is?" The surgeon was dressed for bed in her sweatpants and tank top. Her hair hung was covered by a hair scarf and she had no intention of leaving, except for an emergency.
"The meal you'll have to eat as we shop."
"I hate you."
Tish snorted, "I love you to baby sis. Now tell me about John Tyler."
"What's there to tell?" She retorted slightly annoyed. Martha didn't want to think about him. Her eyes landed on the empty space on top of the telly that used to hold a picture of Josh and herself. A year ago she had been engaged, but now…her fiancée was dead and she was making it. Martha Jones had loved him with every bit of her heart and no one was going to replace him.
"Well, he certainly looks handsome and he's rich. Not to mention, he's not that well known to the public…surely you've talked with him?" Especially, an arrogant toe rag like John Tyler.
Martha reached out blindly for her remote. "Tish, he's a creep. You never heard of him until a few months ago because he was dating his sister. I'd keep that as quiet as possible if I were his parents too."
"Ew, you're joking?!"
"I wish."
Tish moaned quietly, "You said 'was'?"
"Yep, he now has his eyes set on another doctor at the hospital."
"Who?" She asked eagerly.
Martha didn't have the heart to reply. She wasn't sure she wanted her sister to know. What she hadn't expected was her sister to guess.
"You!" Tish asked quietly. "Oh my gosh, it's you isn't it?" The doctor couldn't open her mouth to speak. "Martha Jones!"
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Tish waited impatiently with her younger sister Adeola for Martha to appear. The older Jones girl was wearing a black skirt, with a red blouse and nice black heels. Her hair was swept up in a ponytail with a few strands hanging loose. Unlike her geek younger sisters, she worked as the head of public relations for a firm owned by Pete Tyler.
Adeola Jones, Martha's older twin sister, had her hair swept up into a bun. She wore a black business suit with a teal shirt underneath. Unlike her twin that went into medicine, she had went into technology and worked for a private company owned by Pete Tyler. Both enjoyed spending time together watching Harry Potter or Star Wars. Though, Adeola needed to spend time with her twin watching the American show 'Supernatural.'
The Jones women waited in the lobby of Royal Hope at the receptionist desk. Tish, didn't like being around so many sick people and Adeola was rather bored waiting. Gloria had paged Martha a while ago and now all they had left to do was wait. "I'm sorry." The receptionist mouthed smiling at them.
"Wait, Martha!" A male voice called out.
Tish and Adeola watched as their younger sister rounded the corner with a quick stride. She sent them both a look they interpreted as 'move now.' "Hello baby sister!" Tish greeted with a smug grin. Her eyes flickered from Martha to the hallway where a tall figure wearing a blue suit appeared. Adeola felt some sympathy for her twin as she wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Tish, we've got plans."
"Martha, wait I just-oh hello." The male had stopped infront of the three of them. He smiled charmingly at all of them. "You're sisters, Martha?"
The surgeon nodded. "Doctor Tyler, my older sisters Leticia and Adeola. Tish, Adeola…Doctor John Tyler." She introduced rather reluctantly.
"I wasn't aware you were a twin." He looked interested. The skinny man had raised an eyebrow at Martha.
Martha and Adeola narrowed their eyes at him. "Don't get any ideas." Adeola warned him.
"You aren't the first bloke to try that." Martha informed him.
John held his hands up, "Oh no, no, no. I'm not that sort of bloke! I just didn't know Mrs. Jones had three lovely daughters."
"Thank you." Tish said. She fluttered her eyes at him and giggled charmingly. Her twin sisters exchanges looks before rolling their eyes, unimpressed.
John easily turned his attention back to Martha. "I'm not sure how big of Harry Potter fan you are, but maybe…sometime after the ball, we can go see the new movie together?"
Tish rolled her eyes and started heading towards the door. "He's a geek," exactly the type of her younger sisters. Adeola elbowed Martha.
"Maybe, I'll think about it." Martha turned to Gloria and told her that she would be back in an hour. The doctor was dressed in her black slacks with a pink tank top on.
The Jones sisters were barely out the door when they heard, "Yes! Martha Jones is a star!" That statement was followed by Gloria's chuckling, as they left out of the hospital. Tish and Adeola laughed while Martha shook her head.
"You made his day."
"I should've turned him down."
"He offered Harry Potter, sis." Adeola pointed out with a grin. "I would've said yes, but his dating choices do leave something to be desired." She leaned closer to Martha as they reached Tish's car, "his sister?"
Martha shook her head, "Maybe it was before he was adopted? Though why would the Tylers adopt someone their daughter was dating?"
"They're rich. Do you think anything has to make sense to them?" Adeola retorted as she pulled on the passenger door. The Jones family was by no means poor, they were wealthy and while not as rich as the Tylers they lived comfortably.
Tish slid into the driver side and started her car. "Question, why was he chasing you anyway?"
"I was reading the card on the newest set of flowers- orange roses. When he burst into my offi-," Martha barely pulled the card out of her purse before Tish's hand snatched it. "Oi! Give that back you apple head."
Adeola snatched it from Tish and started reading out loud:
My dearest doctor,
Orange roses mean fascination and a consuming passion and desire.
I won't lie Martha, you fascinate me. I want to get to know you more and yet, you hate me. Okay, I probably shouldn't have said that, you're brilliant and probably know who I am now.
My sincerest desire is to have a chance to show you the universe.
To have you run among the stars, knowing that you're my star.
Maybe, Valentine's Day…you'll give me that chance.
-Your Admirer
"Oh my gosh!" Tish cooed. "That's too romantic!"
Martha rolled her eyes, "He sounds like a lunatic. 'Run among the stars?'"
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Hoshi: Day 2… :3
