Author's Note: Thanks to sprky4life for reviewing the story and telling me that the slitheen's planet is called Raxacoracallphalpatorious. That's one hell of a name, I can't believe you know how to spell it. :P
Disclaimer: Doctor Who isn't mine, unfortunately.
Staircase
The familiar converse shoes feel rock as they step outside the trailer. The doctor peers downwards, down the rocky staircase he has landed on. He skips one step, then two as he runs down, if she is found in the caves, she'll be killed by one of the gangs. He can't let that happen, so he runs faster and faster till it feels like he is free falling down the staircase, deep within the earth.
Wait, a voice in his head stops him, you can't interfere in her life, in her destiny. The doctor shakes it off, as long as she doesn't see him he'll be fine, the fabric of time won't rip.
But can you really chance that... when Rose was with her Dad he wasn't
"Shut up," the Doctor says, to no one in particular,"This has nothing to do with..."
A scream echoes in the nearby cavern. Lucia, the Doctor started running again, but even with the double heartbeat of blood rushing to his ears he could still hear the voice in his head's final words: Doesn't it?
The staircase's landing displays a half open door, he peers through. Lucia is sitting upright on the floor rubbing her wrists, her scream had obviously been caused but the abrupt end of her fall as there was no one else in the room. She looked around in disbelief,shocked that the hit hadn't killed her, or even injured her, at all.
The doctor smiled to himself. She was fine. Now all he had to do was climb the stair case and move the TARDIS to where... the TARDIS sounded above. He had caught up with himself.
I told you so whispered the strange voice.
The only way to not disrupt time was to go further down the staircase, and that was exactly what the doctor did. He couldn't risk upsetting time, not again.
This time he didn't run, instead he crept down the staircase, trying to be as quiet and slow as possible. The stairway continued down, and so did he. Suddenly it twisted sharply to the left and flattened out. The doctor crept hesitantly forward, he hadn't been to this place, not ever before, that thought filled him with a boyish excitement. He hurried on to the landing.
A familiar voice filled the room, a kind of robotic English. The doctor knew he was still hidden. What were those creatures? He chanced a glance from the shadows and there they were, they weird forms standing out for all to see. The Doctor muttered their name to himself.
"Judoon."
Far in the past, Martha Jones was walking down the street, trying, as usual to stop her family's constant bickering. First Tish, then Leo, then Mum and finally Dad and Anlouise, they could never stop arguing, not even for Leo's twenty-first birthday.
Her father hung up the phone as Martha arrived at the hospital. A motor bike courier stepped in front of her, dressed in tight fitting black leather. She stifled a laugh, weird costume, and went into the locker room. She had no idea what was about to hit the Royal Hope Hospital.
Authour's Note: Just a final note, does anyone know whether I've actually used the correct name for the hospital Martha works in? I'm not completely sure of it. Thanks for reading.