Chapter 6
Emma's POV
I woke up lying in my bed in the TARDIS, so everything seemed normal, but something felt wrong. It was like that feeling you get when you can't tell what time it is. I felt like I was asleep for ages.
"Doctor, I can hear something moving around in that room that's locked!" I heard an unfamiliar woman's voice say. Geez, how many lady friends did the Doctor have?
"No, that's impossible, nothing's been in there for a very long time, you're probably just hearing things." I heard the Doctor say.
"No, I swear, it was like something fell." I looked around me and saw the lamp on the bedside table on the ground, I must've knocked it over in my sleep. I heard the Doctor's screwdriver making noise outside the door.
"No, no life forms detected. Must be your imagination. You should get some more sleep." He laughed a little.
"I just got some sleep, let's go do something exciting!" She said.
"Ok, where would you like to go?" He said, his voice fading as he went to the control room.
I couldn't really make out what they were saying anymore, so I decided to go out and see for myself. I turned the door handle but it wouldn't open.
"Hello?" I yelled hoarsely, it sounded like I hadn't used my voice in awhile. This was weird, I went over to the mirror and saw that I was a complete mess, my hair was a crow's nest, my eyes had a million bags under them, even though I probably got a ton of sleep, and I was scrawnier. I looked at my side and saw that my gash was gone, it was pretty deep so I must've been out, really, really, really, long.
"Did you hear that? Please tell me I'm not going crazy." The woman said coming up the stairs. I heard the quick, lively footsteps of the Doctor coming up behind her.
"Yes I did hear it, now where is it coming from?" He said, using his screwdriver on every door.
"Hello?" I called again. The screwdriver went silent.
"That sounds like a girl's in there!" The woman said, I could hear her try to open the door.
"I can't get the door open." She said.
"That's not possible…" The Doctor said.
"Doctor? It's me, Emma. How long have I been out? Why is the door stuck?" I called through the door.
"Doctor, who is that?" The woman said.
"She is not supposed to be alive. You died months ago." He said. I could not believe what I was hearing. How could I be dead? I was right here, in the TARDIS.
"Doctor could you please just open the door!" I said, getting the anxious feeling of the walls closing in on me.
"I can't."
"What do you mean you can't? Get me out of here!" I yelled. I started pounding into the door with my shoulder. There was a deafening sound in my ear then BOOM, the door was gone and I was on the floor in the hallway.
"Doctor, who is she?" Said the young woman. I now got a good look at her and saw that she was very pretty, she had straight brown hair and brown eyes with a very pretty complexion. I myself was feeling a bit self conscious standing, well lying, next to her.
"Clara, this is my previous companion and supposed to be dead friend, Emma." The Doctor said, just staring at me with shock.
"Hi, now could somebody please help me up?" I said.
"Oh! Of course, sorry." Clara said extending her hand and helping me up. The Doctor just stared, didn't even help.
"You look the same." The Doctor said. I looked down and saw that I was wearing my New York Yankees t-shirt and some sweat pants, which is what I wore to bed that night. My hair was a little longer then last time, and very messy, as stated earlier.
"Yeah, so do you." I said. I scratched the back of my head, which is what I did when I felt awkward. I expected a hug and when I saw the Doctor move towards me I extended my arms, but he just walked right past me. Clara must've thought what I was thinking, because she just stared at him with a little bit of surprise.
"I'm going to get changed and wash up." I said.
"Of course, go a-" Clara started, she was cut off by the Doctor's, "No, don't bother, all your clothes are gone and the TARDIS has gone over somewhat of a makeover, you'll never find the bathroom."
"Well, she can borrow my clothes!" Clara said angrily.
"No, Clara's thinner." He said, gee, don't hold back, this sounded like high school.
"Doctor!" Clara shouted. I held up my hand.
'No, it's ok, he was only stating a fact, he's right though, I wouldn't be able to fit into your clothes. I think I may have some jeans and a t-shirt in my room." I said. Clara nodded and gestured down the hallway.
"The bathroom is the last door on the left, and if you're taking a bath, then I suggest the purple bath wash, it smells the best." She smiled and then walked down the stairs.
I took a bath and used the purple bath wash, Clara was right, it did smell amazing. It turns out I had jeans and a sweater in my room, and the TARDIS was a little chilly so it worked perfectly. The TARDIS did look different, it looked a little colder, but really cool still. I was walking towards the control room when I heard the shushed arguments of the Doctor and Clara.
"You are behaving like a child and treating your 'friend' like dirt!" Clara said.
"Well, she's supposed to be dead, she's dangerous Clara, we can't have her on here!" He retorted.
"She is supposed to be your friend, you should treat her like one, besides, she didn't do anything wrong!"
"Actually, she did, she just can't remember!"
I started to walk down the stairs. Clara and the Doctor separated. Great, I hope I didn't make a tear at their friendship.
"Well, here we are! This planet is called Sol, which means sun in Latin. It's usually 90 degrees all year round! Beach trip anyone?" The Doctor said excitedly. I looked at my sweater and jeans and sighed at how unprepared I was for a beach trip. I felt that he did this to me on purpose, and that this was going to be a very awkward beach trip.