Well here we are again with this story and a whole new chapter! Now we'll start to be getting somewhere. Or, at least a bit closer to somewhere than we were previously. We're still pretty far off, lol.

Disclaimer: Doctor Who is owned by the BBC and I am definitely not the BBC. If you think that I am possibly the BBC, I think you may need to get a doctor check for head trauma of some sort.

Allons-y!

Author's POV

"Oh yeah, knew that was going to be a bit of a problem, people always react badly to it." The Doctor mused, tapping his chin with his finger. "This is my TARDIS, or my spaceship, so to speak. It travels, well, through all kinds of things I guess you could say. And the other advantage as you've already discovered, it's bigger on the inside."

"W-What?" Shay stuttered, going all the way around the TARDIS and opening the door up again just to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. It still was huge and alien on the inside but still a small, blue, perfectly normal police box on the outside. This almost completely baffled her since she always needed an explanation for everything. If there was no explanation then it didn't exist to her. "But, this makes absolutely no sense! This isn't scientifically possible, you're not scientifically possible! None of this is!" Shay waved her arms around to exaggerate her point.

"Well that's where you're wrong. It is completely scientifically possible. Far from impossible, just highly unlikely." The Doctor grinned as Shay just gaped at him, wondering how in hell he was doing...any of this, really. "And before you say that it contradicts physics I'll have you know I know everything there could possibly be to know about physics, ever. My ship exists on two planes of existence and some other big, complicated concepts that you don't care about most likely."

"Oh Doctor, just get to the point before you break her." Martha said impatiently. He nodded and took a step closer to Shay making her raise an eyebrow in surprise.

"What point? What do you want? What's all this about the universe ending and all this crazy, apparently 'highly unlikely' science contradicting feats of...whatever is going on?" Shay demanded once more. Rose stepped next to her and looked the tall girl right in the eye, as they were about the same height.

"Look, there's some aliens that really could do some serious damage, probably end the universe in all aspects of time if they wanted, lurking around here. The Doctor picked up a distress signal originating from these exact coordinates about a week from now telling us to travel back a week from the time the call originated from, now, and talk start fixing everything from there. It also specifically directed us to talk to you, Shay." Rose explained. Shay frowned at her.

"Well I have no idea why anyone would want you to talk to me, I'm only some awkward nerd that's smart enough to stay away from weird things like this." She said, backing up a bit. "But, if you can give me proof that this is truly happening, I'll help you to the best of my ability."

The Doctor, Rose, Martha, and Donna all smiled and breathed a breath of relief. "Brilliant!" The Doctor exclaimed. "Glad we got that out of the way. Now, as the proof you asked for, step inside the TARDIS and we'll show you." The Doctor opened the door again and everyone climbed in. The Doctor slid over to the controls, set a couple of coordinates, and seconds later they appeared on the street corner outside Shay's house.

"Whoa, what?" Shay breathed as she pushed the door open, taking in the sight. She really was on the corner and she hadn't even stepped out of the door of the house! "Alright, if that's possible, probably everything else you're describing is." Everyone grinned in victory. "But, I'm still skeptical, so don't get any funny ideas. I got my eyes on you." She jabbed to fingers at her face and then towards the time traveling group. "And to keep my eyes on you, you're going to be as close to me as possible at all times, okay? And since I'm guessing this whole saving the universe business is apparently going to be taking about a week, you're going to need a place to stay. And a job, to blend in for surveillance or something. I guess."

"Oh well we can just stay in the TARDIS. It has bedrooms." Martha said. "But you're right, we will need surveillance. Do you have any ideas of what we could be doing with that?"

Shay smiled knowingly. "Oh yes I do. I'll tell you in the morning after you explain. Just teleport me or whatever into my bedroom so I can get some sleep, goddoggit." And with that the group climbed back into the TARDIS, went back to Shay's room where she said that she'll just tell her parents it's just a joke prop for her Theater Arts class so they can store it in her room, split up into their respective bedrooms, and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, at about eleven in the morning, Shay woke up slowly. She stretched and made her slow way out of bed as usual. She was mulling over some strange dream she had had the night before involving something about plumbers and police boxes...

She was rudely startled into reality when she noticed that the very real TARDIS in her bedroom proved that the last night's events had as far from fiction as the fact that she just woke up. She pinched herself a couple times and after rubbing the now red spot on her arm she was completely convinced that she was either completely out of her mind or some serious shit was about to go down.

Just as she was about to open her door and lazily stumble down the stairs for some what was left of the morning television, the door of the TARDIS sprung open. Shay jumped at the sight of the Doctor's grinning face.

"Uggh, isn't it too early in the morning for smiling? It looks like your lips are going to split in half or something..." She grumbled, rubbing her eyes and letting go of the doorknob.

"I agree with you there," Donna said as she pushed past the Doctor and left the TARDIS, looking quite groggy as well. "I'm surprised I'm even standing before having my coffee." Suddenly she lost her balance over a stack of notebooks set in the middle of the room. "What were those doing there?" She shouted.

"Oh geez, uh, nothing, nothing..." Shay said, suddenly waking up as she shooed the notebooks into a dark corner of her room. Donna raised an eyebrow while Shay just smiled sheepishly and kicked them farther out of sight. "They're nothing, just forget they even exist..." No one could know about her creepy fanfictions. No one.

"Holy-You really need to do some cleaning up around here," Rose said, poking her face out of the police box. "I can't even see the floor!" Shay rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, well I really don't want to get in conversations about the state of my room," She grumbled. "My mom nags me about it everyday..." She added in an undertone. "Let's just go downstairs. Mom and Dad are out shopping for trees for some landscaping project they're working on so we'll be alone for the next six hours or so."

After Martha exited the blue box, everyone followed the small trail of barely visible carpet out of the door and down the stairs to the first floor. Shay led them into the family room. She took a seat in her favorite tan leather rocking chair, the Doctor took the black leather chair with the foot rest, and the three women all smushed themselves together on the bright red couch.

Shay pulled out a tiny note taker's notebook from nowhere, flipped her bed-head bangs out of her eyes, whipped out a pen, and crossed her legs therapist style. "Alright, let's get down to business. First tell me exactly who each of you are. I mean to the very finest detail. And don't lie, I can smell fear." Of course the last sentence was a joke, but the hard look in her eyes said that she still wasn't to be messed with. The Brits again questioned why they were taking orders from a fourteen year old, but in all courtesy, obliged.

Rose went first. "Well, I'm Rose Tyler, nineteen, from London, ah..." She paused. "I guess that's it. Not much to say really." Shay scribbled a few notes on her notepad, flipped to a fresh page, and gestured to Martha.

"Um, Martha Jones, twenty three, also from London, and I guess I'll just throw in I'm in the medical field and have dabbled in some military operations just as a fun fact. That's pretty much me in the smallest nutshell." Martha said, thinking off the top of her head. Again Shay scribbled down the notes as fast as she could and flipped to a new page. She then pointed to Donna who seemed a bit grumpy.

"Do I have to?" Shay gave her the 'of-course-you-do-so-suck-it-up' kind of look. Donna sighed angrily and started to speak. "Donna Noble, from London, and I'm in my thirties. You're not getting any more out of me until I get some coffee." Shay pointed to the half-full coffee pot still on the counter, left there by her parents. Donna's face instantly lit up as she got up.

"Wait, where are the mugs?" Donna asked, scanning the many cabinets that coated the kitchen's walls. Shay pointed to the mid right cabinet on the left wall and Donna reached up to get a mug. She quickly poured herself a huge cup, draining the entire pot. She made her way back over to the couch, looking much more content.

"Now Mister Suits, let's hear about you." Shay said, pointing her pen at the Doctor. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair, eternally raised eyebrow lowering a bit as his eyebrows furrowed.

"Well, I am the Doctor as you well know. I travel through time and space in my TARDIS. And, I'm the last of a race called the Timelords. That's all I'm going to say for now, we'd be here all day if I continued." He said, looking a bit uncomfortable with the whole situation, but nonetheless adapting as usual. Shay scribbled this down skeptically.

"Yeah, uh-huh. Okay. Got it. But still, Timelords, isn't that name just a tad cocky?" She said, trying not to snicker. "I mean really, it's not like you really have complete control of the entire time stream, like, ever." She said. She paused when no one was laughing and instead giving her a much more serious look. "Wait, you can't be, like, seriously serious, right?" More serious looks. "Okay, geez, got the message. Complete lord of time, got it. You don't have to keep staring me down, it's sorta creeping me out."

"So, what do you need this information for?" Martha asked, looking a tad skeptical herself.

"Glad you asked. But I was going to tell you anyway, so, yeah. I first need to know if you're legit or not. You seem pretty legit, so I'm cool with you guys. Second, it's mainly for finding what kind of surveillance you'd be best for. Martha, from your medical experience, you might be able to fit in with my mom's work. She works at the college and hospital a few miles away helping residents. Maybe, since you already have a medical degree, could go in as a doctor for a project? You could dig up some serious dirt down there, it's conveniently right next to the main city so you'll have lots of information circling around." Shay suggested. Martha considered the idea and nodded, feeling that it would work pretty well from Shay's description.

"I've worked as a temp, what could I do?" Donna asked, taking a sip of her coffee. Shay sat for a second, thinking of possible outcomes for a temp sort of job.

"Well...I guess you could work downtown in an office building or something. They're hiring temps all the time." Shay thought out loud, she really had pulled that one right off the top of her head. Donna nodded and took a sip of her coffee, just barely not tipping the whole thing down herself. "Rose, what do you do?"

"I've worked in a shop, I've been a lunch lady once," She grimaced at the memory of that creepy oil and weird chips. "I've been around quite a bit you could say."

"Huh. You're a bit tougher. I'm kind of running out of ideas..." Shay tapped the pen on her chin a couple times and looked at the fan rotate a couple times. "Maybe you could go down to the library and use their computers to do some research. The IP address is the same for the whole library so it'd be harder to track you down if you were surfing in more high security areas." Rose considered it and decided she liked the idea. She nodded, all eyes then roved to the Doctor.

"Hmm, where would an alien that knows everything there is to know about space, time, and the universe fit in on a surveillance mission in 2012 conducted by a fourteen year old..." Martha mused, inwardly snickering at how silly it sounded.

"I've been a physics teacher before," Said alien contributed. Shay's eyes lit up instantly.

"Oh yes, oh yes, this is perfect. My physics teacher is going to be out sick for the next week with pneumonia or something and I heard they still hadn't found a sub Friday at school, oh yes this will be great." She grinned devilishly, eyes twinkling.

"That could work!" The Doctor said, normal grin plastered on his face once again. "Looks like we're ready for some sneaking around and clue gathering, huh team?"

Oh boy. This won't end well.

Well, please review and let me know what you think of the story so far! I seriously can't wait to start writing their antics but all that must wait. It's still Sunday and I haven't even given the slightest hint about who they're up against and of course there's always the battle plan. All of this and more will be waiting for you next update!

Please review, I really would appreciate it!

~Mint