This is really hard to write! Because I'm watching the episode and writing along with it, all the while trying to include the characters' thoughts and feelings and adapt it to fit my story! I keep having to pause and rewind when I don't pick up what they say exactly- especially when Donna's talking at lightning speed! I did my best, don't get mad...
Enjoy! I know it's a bit short but never mind! More for next time!
Donna xxx
Chapter Six- A Little Dose
Donna stood in the doorway, for a second just eyeing the strange scene in front of her. A decrepit form sat in a sort of Dalek wheelchair. For some reason the Doctor and Rose were just standing there, not moving. On the floor were Sarah Jane Smith, Martha Jones, and a man and a woman Donna didn't know. Then she saw him. Captain Jack Harkness, staring at her with a huge smile on his face. She could have looked at him for ever.
But there was no time. She heard a gasp, and turned just in time to see a stream of light bursting from Davros' finger. The Doctor dropped their device and fell to the floor with a thud.
Davros hadn't noticed her - this was her chance. She darted forward and grabbed the device, realising too late she didn't really know what it was.
"I've got it!" She yelled, then, looking pleadingly at both Doctors and Jack: "But... I dunno what to do!"
She hadn't been fast enough. Davros, looking bored, shot a second stream of lightning at her, and she was thrown backwards. Donna hit the console and blacked out.
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Jack's smile faded. Fast. "Donna? You alright Donna?!" He yelled, filled with fear.
Davros yelled: "Destroy the weapon!" And blew it to pieces. Great, Jack thought, Our last hope gone. Noticing that everyone was watching Davros, he took his chance. He discretely darted over to the console where Donna had landed. He dashed behind it, to see her still slumped on the floor. Crouching down, he took her hand.
"Donna?" he whispered, his voice almost breaking. "Donna, wake up. You have to wake up." This couldn't be happening. She couldn't be dead, she had only just come back. "Donna?" he shook her a little harder now, and her eyes fluttered open. He let out a quiet laugh of relief.
"You're okay!" He sighed, smiling.
"Oh yes!" She whispered. "Right as rain, never felt better. Ooh. That's weird - I sound like him." She scrunched up her nose. "I feel like him. Although, a bit more attractive of course." She winked at Jack, who was shocked.
"I can't believe you're okay!" he whispered, relief flooding his body.
"Oh, Captain, you think I'd let a little dose of manually compressed magnetically charged high power electrical energy that's been harnessed in a biofunctional transmitter kill me? No chance, not with my biology!" Donna grinned triumphantly.
"What?" Now he was the one that sounded like the Doctor. "How're you- ?"
"Shall we deal with that a bit later?" She interrupted. "Let's sort out these Daleksfirst, eh?" She stood up, only to crouch back down a second later. "Although," She said, biting her lip conspiratorially, "There is one thing I need to do first."
Before Jack could even ask, she had seized his head and kissed him passionately. She pulled away, a gleam in her eye. "Now then." She said, unfazed. "How about that reality bomb?" With that, she stood up and began to flip switches and turn dials on the controls, leaving Jack, unable to think or breathe, on the floor.