Right, well this is awkward...
I really am very sorry that I left it this long to update but I just couldn't write this chapter no matter how hard I tried. Each word was literaly dragged out of me and I am not happy at all with this. Also, I have been extraordinarily busy the past month and a half! Between my birthday, exams, snow, Christmas, family illnesses, work, New Years, essays and yearbook entries I've barely had time to think, letalone write! But I'm back now, hopefully for good but like always I can't promise a speedy update, just an eventual update.
Happy New Year everybody! Oh, and happy 1 year aniversary! (I.e, David left Doctor Who one year ago today!) :(
"You're an alien," Donna whispered, keeping her eyes fixed on the stars in front of her. The Doctor had left the TARDIS floating in space while he did his repairs so as to ensure that he wouldn't be injured, again, by the TARDIS suddenly making a sudden dash to the Stone Ages, and he and Donna were currently staring out the open doors at the Fortune Nebula.
"Yeah," he admitted, grateful that she has quietened down.
"It's freezing with these doors open," Donna complained and the Doctor leaned forward to shut them.
"I don't understand it, and I understand everything! This can't happen! There is no way a human being can lock itself onto the TARDIS and transport itself inside." He suddenly dashed up towards the console and plucked up his Temporal-flux Scanner before coming to a halt in front of Donna and shoving it in her face. His mind was whirling as he tried to piece it together. Maybe he should go wake Rose, she would know... Get a grip! He told himself, surely you can go 5 minutes without her! Shaking himself out of his reverie he started spouting all his ideas to Donna at a million miles-per-hour. "It must be some sort of subatomic connection? Something in the temporal field? Maybe something pulling you into alignment with a chronon shell?" He scanned her for a moment and when the results came up as negative he frowned, pulling away from her and eyeing her up and down. "Maybe it's something macro binding your DNA in an interior matrix? Maybe you're genetics are-"
SLAP!
"What was that for?" he cried indignantly, his hand coming up to cradle his stinging cheek.
"GET ME TO THE CHURCH!"
"Right! Fine! I don't want you here anyway!" he said, running to the controls and reluctantly changing his detailed coordinates for Sorbinia to... "Where is this wedding?"
"St. Mary's, Panal Road, Chiswick, London, England, Earth, the Solar System..." she trailed off for a moment "I knew it! Acting all innocent, how many women have you abducted?" She shoved a rose scented garment in his face causing him to look up in alarm. He stared at the offending purple shirt in Donna's hand, momentarily lost in the memory of how Rose had looked in it, how the purple had complimented her creamy skin, how her lips had felt under his...
"That's my friend's!" he huffed, not happy at all about being slapped and then accused of kidnapping.
"Well, where is she then? Popped out for a spacewalk?" The Doctor began to roll his eyes but then thought better of it; his cheek was still stinging from the first slap. Donna could give Jackie a run for her money that's for sure.
"She's asleep in her room, if you must know," he replied, going back to typing in the coordinates, "So if you wouldn't mind lowering your voice, we've had a hard few days!"
"Oi!" Donna scowled, "I'll scream bloody murder if that's what it takes to get away from you and your freaky, pulsating, freezing spaceship!" the Doctor shot her a dark look, "What do you mean 'hard few days'?"
"Doesn't matter. Right then, Chiswick!" Donna looked at him thoughtfully and the Doctor, doing his best to ignore her contemplative expression, was about to start the dematerialisation sequence when an angry shriek came from the doorway.
"What's going on?" cried the voice of one Jackie Tyler. Both the Doctor and Donna span around to see Jackie fixing them with a death glare, her arms crossed over her chest with her hip jutting out to the side.
"That your friend, or did you just kidnap her as well?" Donna asked, narrowing her eyes at Jackie.
"What do you mean kidnapped?" Jackie asked, before the Doctor could respond. He was really getting sick of being talked over.
"He kidnapped me!" Donna cried, "I was half-way up the aisle, when he snatched me and, I dunno, drugged me! Next thing I know I'm standing there," she pointed to the spot where the Doctor had scanned her, "and he's shoving his thingie in my face!" Jackie's eyes popped open and she stormed over to where the Doctor was standing, his eyes equally as wide as hers.
"You shoved your what in her face?" she demanded, her hand already poised and ready to slap.
"No! No, Jackie, Jackie, no, no, no, no, no, it's not what it sounds like! I swear I was just-"
SLAP!
"You," SLAP! "Filthy," SLAP! "Disgusting," SLAP! "Perverted," SLAP! "Excuse," SLAP! "For," SLAP! "An," SLAP! "Alien!" SLAP! Donna looked on in amusement as Jackie continued to throw insults at the Doctor while she chased him around the console, slapping any part of his body that she could reach.
"Mum! Stop slapping him!" the Doctor poked his head up from behind the captain's chair, which he was cowering behind, to see Rose standing at the doorway glowering at her mother.
"But he kidnapped this woman and shoved his willy in her face!" Jackie shouted, chasing the Doctor around the console once more. Rose watched on with an amused expression on her face as the Doctor winced from Jackie's onslaught. The Doctor ran behind Rose, using her as a shield from Jackie's slaps.
"Mum, calm down!" Rose ordered, shaking off the Doctor's hands from her shoulders, he didn't get to use her as a shield after ignoring her the whole day.
She walked over to Donna and stuck out her hand, "I'm Rose, Rose Tyler, and that's my mum, Jackie. We're human, don't worry. Now tell me what happened."
"I don't know! I was walking down the aisle and suddenly there was this light and next thing I know I'm here and he's shoving some scanner in my face!" Rose raised an eyebrow as she looked pointedly at her mother who had a sheepish look on her face.
"Yeah, sorry," Rose said, turning back to Donna, "He can be a bit rude, well, when I say a bit..."
"Oi!" The Doctor cried indignantly, but Rose ignored him. She wasn't ready to forgive him, not yet. Not when she had needed him so much.
"Right," replied Donna, "Well skinny streaks of alien might be your thing, blondie, but I have somewhere important to be, so if you wouldn't mind getting me to the church, that would be just dandy." Rose nodded, not at all impressed at being called 'blondie' but willing to let it slide seeing as the woman was missing her own wedding. She looked at the Doctor, who was fixing the coordinates. He looked up at her and their eyes met for the first time in over twenty-four hours and slammed down the lever.
I know, I know, you can hardly call that an update but it's better than nothing, right? No? Yeah, I don't think it is either but I felt terrible about not updating. Please review, just so I know that someone wants me to continue! I will try really hard to have an update asap :)
Lots of love, Katie x