A/N: It's extra short! But only to keep pov from getting too wonky. I'm posting the next one, too ;)
Donna gets sucked into the water first, with the Doctor jumping in behind her, trying to pull her back towards the TARDIS.
"DONNAGHLGGL…" His words turn into gurgles as he finds himself completely submerged.
There's a bad taste to the water, it's… chemically, not good. Once he figures out which way is up, the Doctor swims as quickly as he can, spitting out a mouthful of the water as he bursts through surface.
"Ehgh! Chlorine! I hate chlorine…"
Donna makes it to the surface just after he does. She doesn't have time to listen to his nonsense, mostly because she's too occupied trying not to drown, but also because she wants to know why exactly they're in a pool and what to do about the three men pointing guns at each other.
"Alright, Space-Boy, mind telling me what the hell we're doing in a swimming pool?"
Then in a lower tone, she adds, "Also, turn around, it seems we've got a bit of a less-than-friendly welcoming committee waiting for us."
The Doctor turns around quickly, looking at the three men one by one (paying special attention to the gun-wielding one) before resting on the explosive-laden vest in between the three.
"Right, okay. Sorry for interrupting, then! I'm…We're… Okay, we're going to get out of here because it's not going to be good if I'm in here for much longer and Donna –"
There's extra flailing as Donna struggles to keep her head above water.
"I'M BLOODY DROWNING HERE!"
The Doctor turns back to the three.
"Okay, so… everybody just stay calm. We're just going to get out right over here, don't… Just, don't get stupid with the guns, please?"
