I straightened up and began walking outside. What will I do now? Travel, I guess. Where too? The only place I really wanted to go to was home, and that was gone. Things to do, places to be, people to meet I guess.
I opened the door widely, regaining my confidence. I was met with a line of tanks with their guns aimed at me. I smirked and waved my hand. Martha came walking out.
"So?" She asked. "How'd it go?" I shrugged.
"They're gone." I stated flatly. She grinned and said something into an earpiece. I walked back with her behind the tanks. Soldiers began moving around, much more relaxed than before.
Lavender was still sitting on the back if a tank, but she had a red blanket around her shoulders. She was looking around her, as if seeing things for the first time. I sat next to her. She don't seem to notice.
"So." I began. She jumped and whipped her head around to face me. I grinned. "Just realized what's going on, huh?" She nodded.
"I'm in a military operation." She said slowly.
"Yep." I nodded.
"...How...?" I wasn't sure if it was a proper question or if it was rhetorical, so I settled for a shrug. Suddenly, I spotted a truck driving up with my TARDIS in its back.
"Oi!" I exclaimed, jumping down. "That's my ship!" The truck turned turned slightly and stopped a few feet in front of me. I walked around it, making sure there where no nicks in the frame work. The ramp was lowered by some men, and the TARDIS was rolled down slowly on some wheels.
"Well?" A voice said next to me, and it was my turn to jump. "I figured you would need this since you never figured out were you parked her." Martha winked, and I gave her a grateful grin.
"Yeah." I sighed.
"So, what are you gonna do now?"
"Travel probably." I shrugged. "Not sure what else to do." The men and the truck walked and drove away, leaving me and Martha alone. "How'd you get all these people to go and find my ship that looked like a phone booth when there are millions of phone booths on every street?" She pulled a slim, wand like object out of her pocket.
"This." She waved it in my direction, and it made a funny staticky noise. "We developed it from a few Torchwood bits. It detects anything alien." She pocketed it and turned, as if she was about to walk away. "Well, Lady, this is it. I have to go and make my rounds. I'll see you again, I hope. And good luck." We shook hands, and just as she she was about to turn, she faced me. "Oh and one more thing." She put a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay." With a knowing smile, she turned and walked away.
"So what's this then?"Lavender was leaning against the TARDIS by the time I turned back around.
"You mean you don't really remember? It's the TARDIS." I pulled out my key and slid it in the lock. Lavender frowned.
"No. That room was huge. There's no way..." She trailed off when I opened the door. She stuck her head inside, gazing wide-eyed around. Then she popped out and ran to the back of the box and tapped it a few times. I smirked and walked to the console.
"But..." Lavender was back standing at the doorway. She took several tentative steps inside. "That's not possible...It's bigger on the inside!" I grinned hugely when she said that.
"Yes, yes it is!" I laughed and pressed as few buttons. "Wanna know what else it does?"
"Uh..." She replied tentatively. "I don't know. What does it do?"
"TARDIS. T-A-R-D-I-S. Time And Relative Dimension In Space." I grinned hugely at her. "In other words, it can travel anywhere in time and space." She instantly scoffed.
"Prove it." She challenged, joining me at the console. I raised an eyebrow, then began dancing around the buttons and levers.
"Challenge accepted." I spun the wheel that meant back in time and watched Lavenders surprised face as the tubes in the center began moving soundlessly up and down.
After a few seconds, they stopped, and I pressed a few more buttons for landing. Lavender gave me a look, and I motioned towards the doors.
"What?" She glanced nervously at the doors, and I motioned again. Slowly, she walked over and gripped the handle. I nodded when she glanced at me, and she whipped the doors open. She gasped a lungful of surprisingly clean fresh air as she stepped out into an open field of uncut green gras surrounded by tall trees. I bounced down the stairs and followed her out the doors.
"Lavender Brooks," I came to stand beside her and slung an arm around her shoulders. "Welcome to the age of the dinosaurs."