A/N: Chapter 2 not a fast upload ... but fast for me!! So the Doctor has just collapsed- what happens?
Read on and find out!
I Do Not Own The Doctor, The BBC Does!
Here goes! Please enjoy!!
The Doctor awoke to some very rude slaps in the face.
"Hey, hey cut it out Donna!" he ordered, frustrated.
" I'm not Donna" the girl smiled timidly," I'm Rebecca Davies,17, Cardiff University" Rebecca helped the strange, handsome man up," Are you okay? You came from absolutely no where!"
The Doctor pulled away from her supporting arms- a mistake though, luckily Rebecca caught him.
"Where am I? This isn't my TARDIS!" The Doctor realized he wasn't home anymore.
Rebecca stared in surprise. She had thought she recognized the man but thought against it- that is until he began talking; the TARDIS, Donna, Converse, pinstripe suit, long brown coat, huge sideburns and gorgeous hair…"Doctor?"
"Doctor? This is no time for your games! Where the hell are you?" Donna screamed as she walked, lost, around the TARDIS," If you don't come out I will have no choice but to fly the TARDIS to Cardiff and get Jack; you know I can't land it!"
Her echoing words made the silence that followed petrify her.
"So, let me get this straight; there is a programme on TV all about me?" asked one amazed Doctor (who showed it by grinning from sideburn to sideburn).
"Yeah, and you remember being in your TARDIS, feeling funny, then waking up here?" quizzed a freaked out Rebecca; she still couldn't believe the Doctor actually existed," Wait, have you met Donna Noble yet? Yeah you said before… didn't you? If you haven't met her, forget what I just said… it could… err… create a paradox… couldn't it?" she was a little star stuck.
"Yes I have met Donna and will you cut that out!! I am not a celebrity; I AM JUST ME… no matter how great I can be" He added with another grin, "So, my companions are on this too? Is… Rose? Do you have them on DVD?" muttered the Doctor, swallowing the sudden lump in his throat before saying her name.
Rebecca was full of sympathy; she could relate to the Doctor," Yeah but tell me where you just were!"
"Oh my God, where is he?" cried Donna. She was really beginning to worry about him; she no longer thought it was one of his games, "Should I call Jack? Should I fly the TARDIS to him? Should I …. stop talking to myself?"
She had never met Jack before and didn't know what he looked like but, if she got the coordinates right for Cardiff, maybe Jack would come to her. Donna ran to the control room, the Doctor had taught her to fly- just not land! Oh well, she had to get to Jack and tell him what happened.
Please R&R x I will upload soon!
