S O M E T I M E S
All hope isn't lost
The grinding noise of the TARDIS as it materialized signified to any around that the doctor had arrived.
In a grand gesture, the Doctor threw open the doors and stepped out with his coat billowing out behind him. "Hell...o?" The once busy Torchwood office was now vacant and undisturbed. It looked as though no one had touched it since the war. "They just picked up and moved?" the doctor sounded shocked and outraged all at once. "Well thats just not nice," he turned to Martha as she stepped out of the little blue box. "They didn't even send me a change of address."
"Yeah cause you're so easy to get in touch with," Martha replied sarcastically.
The Doctor frowned. "Rose did, and she's in another universe." he sounded like a child defending it's self indignantly. "Now then," He said smiling brightly. He turned to a large empty wall and pointed. "Scar."
Martha waited a moment. Nothing happened. The doctor just kept pointing and staring. She waited a little longer. Still nothing. "And then what?" she asked.
The Doctor turned back around with a sheepish look on his face. "Eh, not really sure. The scar doesn't look like its breaking down, I've got no readings." he seemed a bit forlorn.
"What was that?" Martha was looking straight past the Doctor. He turned to see what she was talking about and caught a glimpse. The wall had moved, like a small ripple in water.
"Oh now that's very interesting." the Doctor moved closer to the wall and pressed his hand against it. The wall gave way like one of those temaurpedic mattresses. "very interesting indeed."
"What does that mean?" Martha asked.
"Rose can't come back this way." The Doctor was solemn. "The scar hasn't been compromised at all. It's like a sponge. Absorbs signals like water and lets them through, but nothing solid can."
The Doctor stood up and walked over to the TARDIS. Martha watched sadly as the he retreated. She thought he would finally be happy, really truly happy. However, all his hope had been dashed. She started to follow him, looking down in shame for having built him up so high with excitement. Then she bumped into something.
"Oi!" she cried. It was a large piece of alien equipment, the Doctor's head peaked around.
"You should really be careful. Walking with your head down isn't safe," The Doctor smiled cheekily at her.
"What are you doing?" Martha asked as he dropped down the large black "square o' technology".
"Sending a signal, weren't you listing? Now i do feel bad about that sun." He said thoughtfully. "If I had waited just a bit longer, i wouldn't have needed to burn it out just to say good bye. Still, well worth it."
Martha's head hurt. She was trying to comprehend everything at once. The Doctor minus sun plus signal times sponge divided by scar (carry the one) equals rose? She screwed up her face in deep thought. "So you burned out a sun to say goodbye to...rose? But you didn't need to because you can send signals through the wall/sponge that is the scar from the two universes that Rose is on the other side of?" That didn't make much sense.
"Correct!" The Doctor said as he brought out another hunk of equipment.
"So, you are gonna send Rose a signal? Oh my God! You still want to tell her how you feel, of course!" Martha slammed her fist into her palm in excitement. "You make things too complicated," she added.
"Well now that you have mentioned the obvious, you can help. Allons-y!"
A/N Well another chapter done much much much later then I had hoped. However I'm currently unemployed and not in school (do I sound like a loser yet?) so I should have plenty of time to finish this story up...this week! (how bout now?) If it doesn't happen I'm sorry, but I should have warned everyone in advance, I'm something of a procrastinator.
