Evolution of the Dalek's part 1.
"These...humans will become like me," Sec announced, talking slowly as he stood before them, luckily no one noticed the Doctor and the Hatter slip away from the group of prisoners behind some machinery, "Prepare them for hybridization".
The Pigmen started closing in on the prisoners, one grabbing Martha, "Leave me alone!" Martha shouted, struggling against their tight grip, "Don't you dare!"
Suddenly 'Happy Days are Here Again' started playing from somewhere. Everyone stopped, looking around, trying to see who could be the course.
"What is that sound?" Sec demanded, looking around.
The Doctor stepped out, holding a radio while the Hatter stood beside him, playing with the end of her scarf to try and stop herself from shacking, "That would be us," the Doctor said, putting the radio down, "Hello. Surprise. Boo. Et cetera".
"Doctor," Sec hissed, glaring at them, "Hatter".
"The enemies of the Daleks!" one of the Daleks shouted.
"That's us," the Hatter gave a wave, "Hello!"
"Exterminate!" a second Dalek cried, aiming its laser at them.
"Wait," Sec called, holding his clawed hand's up.
"Well, then," the Doctor said, taken aback by Sec, walking forward, "A new form of Dalek. Fascinating and very clever".
"And unexpected," the Hatter added, eyeing them as she followed the Doctor, "That's rather impressive in its own right".
"The Cult of Skaro escaped your slaughter".
"How did you end up in 1930?" the Doctor asked.
"Emergency Temporal Shift," Sec replied.
"My, my, that must have roasted up your power cells, hmm?," the Hatter scoffed, eyeing the Dalek's without a trace of fear, the Doctor was looking at her quite impressed, "There was once a time were four Daleks could have conquered the world, instead your sulking away, hidden in the dark, experimenting. All of which results in you, Sec".
"I am Dalek in human form".
"What does it feel like?" the Doctor asked, "You can talk to me, Dalek Sec. It is Dalek Sec, isn't it? That's your name? You've got a name and a mind of your own. Tell me what you're thinking right now?"
Sec thought for a moment, "I...feel...humanity".
"Good," the Hatter nodded, "That's very good".
"I...feel...everything we wanted from mankind, which is ambition, hatred, aggression, and war. Such...a genius for war".
"No," the Hatter sighed, shaking her head in disappointment, "That's not what humanity means".
"I think it does," Sec told them, "At heart, this species is so very...Dalek".
"Alright, so what have you achieved then?" the Doctor questioned, "With this 'Final Experiment,' eh? Nothing! 'Cos I can show you what you're missing with this thing," he pointed at the radio, "Simple little radio".
"What is the purpose of that device," the first Dalek asked.
"Well, exactly," the Doctor said, "It plays music. What's the point of that? Oh, with music, you can dance to it," he grabbed the Hatter's hand and started twirling her around, "Sign with it..."
"Fall in love with it," the Hatter added, letting go of the Doctor's hand as he spun her around to face the Daleks again, "If I remember correctly, the first time I called the Doctor my best friend was when we we're teaching each other to dance..."
Flash back, Age: 40 years, each.
"Right, step one, two, three, step one...ouch!" Ariana exclaimed as Theta Sigma stood on her foot for the fifth time.
"Sorry, sorry," he quickly apologized, "Maybe we should take a brake..."
"No," Ariana tightened her grip on his hand, giving him a stern look, "We've almost got it, Theta! Just three more hours and we'll have it down perfectly".
Theta did a double take, "Three hours! What happened to," he put on a high pitched voices, "'I've got an idea, let's teach each other to dance, Theta?'"
"I don't sound like," Ariana let go of his hand and hit his arm, giving him a look but it wasn't long before they burst out laughing, "Okay, maybe I do," he gave her a raised eyebrows look, "Shut up".
Theta gasped, dramatically clutching his chest, collapsing onto the floor, "Lady Ariana, you wound me!"
"Not yet but keep behaving like that and I will," Ariana replied even though she was smiling at him, "And I'll do a lot worse than that if you call me..." she shrived in distaste, "Lady Ariana again"
"What am I supposed to call you?" Theta stopped clutching his chest, cracking his eyes open to look up to her, a sly smirk coming onto his face, "Lady Arianashedited?"
Ariana glared a glare worth of Ushas at him, picking a pillow from her bad up and chucking it at his face, sadly he court it before it hit him, grinning up at her as he put it behind his head, "Why thank you. You're too kind".
"I think I'm starting to see why Ushas complains about you all the time," Ariana remarked, giving him a fond smile, "Don't ever change".
"Not planning to," Theta gave a small shrug, patting the floor beside him, "Ariana, I'm lonely".
"Is that another why of asking me to sit next to you?"
"Fine, please sit down," Theta patted the floor again.
"Much better, Theta," Ariana gracefully sat opposite him, "I might make a gentleman out of you yet".
"Well, you'll have life times to try," Theta grinned at her, "We are..."
"Best friends," Ariana cut him off, "Always and forever".
Theta smiled so widely that Ariana wondered how it didn't hurt, "And ever, ever, ever, ever..." Ariana covered his mouth.
"Got it, Theta," she nodded, uncovering his mouth, "Now back to learning to dance..."
End flash back.
The Doctor grinned at her before he dropped it, turning back to the Daleks, "Unless you're a Dalek of course. Then it's just noise," he flashed his sonic at the radio, a high-pitched noise filled the air. Sec covered his ears in obvious pain while the other Daleks rushed around the room erratically.
The Hatter groaned, "And you say I'm bad," she grabbed his hand, turning to the prisoners, "Run!" the prisoners didn't need telling twice, running out of the room with the Doctor and the Hatter following close behind.
"Protect the hybrid!" the Daleks shouted, "Protect. Protect. Protect!"
Martha ran through the sewers, leading the way until she stopped, looking around confused as to what why to go, the Doctor and the Hatter dashed past her.
"Come on!" the Doctor shouted, pulling the Hatter along with him, "Move, move, move, move, move!" he led them down another tunnel, passing a lost looking Tallulah, "And you, Tallulah! Run!"
"What's happened to Lazlo?" Tallulah cried her eyes wide as she followed them.
The Doctor didn't answer, leading everyone to a ladder.
"Everyone, get up!" the Hatter shouted as the sounds of the approaching Pigmen sounded, "Up! Up!"
...
"These Daleks," Solomon frowned as they sat around a fire back at Hooverville, Tallulah and Martha sitting on crates while the Doctor and the Hatter stood beside each other, the Doctor with his arm around the Hatter "They sound like the stuff of nightmares. And they wanna breed?"
"They're splicing themselves into human bodies," the Hatter sighed, playing with the edge of her hat with one hand, "If we're right, they've got a farm of breeding stock here in Hooverville".
"We've got to get everyone out," the Doctor added, nodding.
"Hooverville's the lowest place a man can fall," Solomon said, shaking his head at them, "There's nowhere else to go".
"I'm sorry, Solomon," the Doctor sighed, "You've got to scatter. Go anywhere. Down to the railroads, travel across state; just get out of New York".
"There's got to be a way to reason with these things..."
"There's not a chance," Martha scoffed and the Hatter nodded.
"You ain't seen 'em, boss," Frank nodded.
"Daleks are bad enough at anytime," the Hatter sighed, "But right now they're vulnerable and that makes them more dangerous than ever".
"They're coming!" suddenly a man started shouting in the distance, blowing a whistle, "They're coming!"
"A sentry," Solomon frowned as the Doctor and the Hatter exchanged grim looks, "Must have seen something".
"They're here!" the sentry shouted, running back to camp, "I seen 'em! Monsters! They're monsters!"
"It's started," the Doctor and the Hatter muttered, tightening their grip on each other.
"We're under attack!" Solomon yelled, turning around to face the camp, "Everyone to arms!"
Men ran around, garbing whatever guns or weapons they could find.
"Oh, I really hate guns," the Hatter muttered to the Doctor, watching everything unfold in front of them grimly, "But we can't let them fight, Doctor, they'll be killed".
"Believe me, if there was another way," the Doctor sighed.
"There's always another way," the Hatter shook her head but even she could see that it helpless to try and stop them.
"I'm ready, boss," Frank told Solomon, grabbing a gun for himself, "But all o' you find a weapon! Use anything!"
"Come back!" Solomon shouted as a few men ran off into the night, "We gotta stick together! It's not safe out there! Come back!"
Pigemn started running into camp, attacking men, forcing them into the middle of the camp.
"We need to get out of the park," Martha said, looking around desperately.
"I'm sorry, Martha," the Hatter sighed, letting go of the Doctor and putting a comforting arm around her, "We can't. They're on all sides, driving everyone back towards us".
"We're trapped," Tallulah gasped in realization.
"Then we stand together!" Solomon called to everyone, "Gather 'round. Everybody come to me. You there, Jethro, Harry, Seamus, stay together!" the Pigmen surrounded them, pushing them closer to the fire, "They can't take all of us".
"If we can just hold them off till daylight..." Martha breathed as the men opened fire, the Hatter went to stop them but the Doctor grabbed her arm, pulling her into his arms before she could fight back.
"Oh, Martha," the Doctor sighed, tightening his grip of the Hatter as he gazed up at the night sky, "They're just the foot soldiers".
"Oh, please tell me I'm dreaming," the Hatter gasped, making everyone look at her before following her gaze to see a Dalek flying above them.
"Oh my God!" Martha gasped, looking up.
"What is this world..." Solomon blinked up at the Dalek.
"It's the devil!" the sentry cried, panicking, "A devil in the sky. God save us all. It's damnation".
"Oh yeah?" Frank shouted, glaring at the Dalek, "We'll see about that!" he raised his gun and started firing but it didn't even leave a dent.
The Hatter managed to step away from the Doctor and push Frank's rifle down, "Sorry Frank, but human weapons have very little to no effect," she glanced back at the Dalek, grimly, "I should know".
"There's more than one of them," Martha gasped as a second Dalek joined the first and began to fire, blasting everything in front of them, people started running only to be thrown back by a blast, screaming in pain.
The Hatter couldn't watch anymore, it brought back so many memories of the Time War that she had tried to bury, friends, family, collages that she had witness die in front of her. She may not have fought on the front line but she had witnessed the horrors of the war behind it, she could only image what the Doctor must be feeling, watching something like this in front of him.
"The human's will surrender!" the first Dalek ordered.
"Leave them alone!" the Doctor and the Hatter shouted, "They've done nothing to you!" Solomon moved forward but the Doctor grabbed his arm, "No, Solomon. Stay back".
"I'm told that I'm addressin' the Daleks, is that right?" Solomn called to the Daleks, ignoring the Doctor's arm and the Hatter's warning look.
"Please, Solomon, don't do this," the Hatter pleaded but she was ignored.
"From what I hear, you're outcasts, too".
"Solomon, don't," the Doctor warned.
"Doctor, Hatter, this is my township, you will respect my authority," Solomon met their eyes, "Just let me try," he pulled away from the Doctor, stepping forward while the Doctor and the Hatter could only watch from behind, shaking their heads, "Daleks...ain't we all the same? Underneath, arn't we all kin?" he leant down and laid his rifle on the ground, "'Cos, see, I've just discovered this past day God's Universe is a thousand times the sizes I thought it was. And that scares me. Oh, yeah. Terrifies me. Right down to the bone. But it's got to give me hope...hope that maybe together we can make a better tomorrow. So I...I beg you now, if you have any compassion in your hearts, then you'll meet with us and stop this fight," the Hatter turned away and closed her eyes, already knowing what would happen, "Well...what do you say?"
"Exterminate!" the Dalek cried, firing at Solomon, killing him.
"Oh, no!" Frank shouted, rushing to the side of Solomon's body as the other residents started screaming, "No! Solomon!"
"They killed him," Martha gasped, eyes widened in shook and fear, "They just shot him on the spot".
"I'm sorry, Martha," the Hatter breathed, shaking her head, "We should never have brought you here. I'm so, so, sorry".
"Daleks!" the Doctor shouted with so much anger that it made both Martha and the Hatter flinch, stalking forward, throwing his arms out, almost shacking with rage, "All right, so it's my turn! Then kill me! Kill me if it'll stop you attacking these people!"
"Doctor, please!" the Hatter cried, she could already feel tears starting to run down her cheeks as she moved forward but Martha stopped her, "Doctor, please! Please!"
"I will be the destroyer of one of our greatest enemies!" the Dalek's amid at the Doctor.
"Then do it! Do it! Just do it!" the Doctor beat his chest, "Do it!"
"Extermin..." the Dalek began the Hatter stopped struggling and turned away when the Dalek suddenly stopped, "I do not understand. It is the Doctor," the Hatter turned back around, staring at the Dalek completely confused, "The urge to kill is too strong," the Dalek slowly lowered its laser, "I...obey".
"What?" the Hatter breathed, wiping the side of her cheek.
"What's going on?" the Doctor demanded just as confused as the Hatter.
"You will follow," the Dalek ordered.
"No!" Martha shouted, running forward before the Hatter could stop her, "You can't go!"
"I've got to go," the Doctor told her, "The Daleks just changed their minds. Daleks never change their minds".
"But what about us?" Martha gestured to the Hatter and the residents.
The Doctor glanced at the residents before looking at the Hatter and back to the Daleks, "One condition! If I come with you, you spare the lives of everyone here! Do you hear me!"
The Daleks were silent for a moment, "The humans will be spared. Including the Hatter. Doctor...follow".
"Then I'm coming with you," Martha said firmly, stepping forward.
"Martha, stay here" the Doctor told her, turning around to face them, "Do what you do best. People are hurt. You can help them. Let me go," he gave her a smile before turning to the Hatter, pulling her into a hug, "Please stay here and be safe".
"Just as long as you never shout at a Dalek to kill you again," the Hatter said softly as the Doctor let her step back but kept a hold of her arms, "Please, you're always saying that you wouldn't know what to do if something happened to me, well, what would I do if something happened to you?"
"You're a fighter," the Doctor said, "You would be fine," the Hatter shook her head, a tear slipped down her cheek and he gently wiped it away, "Please...just...stay safe".
The Hatter nodded after a moment and he smiled, grasping onto her hand, slipping the psychic paper into it, winking at her before walking off with the Daleks.
"What do we do now?" Martha asked after a moment, sounding slightly helpless.
The Hatter glanced down at the psychic paper before looking up and smiling, "Martha Jones, how do you feel about some work experience in the 1930s?"
...
"But I don't get it," Martha frowned over her shoulder as she bandaged a man's arm, talking to the Hatter, "You're a Time Lord, right?"
"Time Lady but yes," the Hatter nodded as she looked thoughtfully down at the psychic paper.
"Well, why didn't the Daleks get you to go with the Doctor?" Martha questioned, "I mean, you've fought them before?" the Hatter nodded, "Then why not get you to help them with this experiment?"
"Long story," the Hatter sighed, taking her hat off and running a hand through her hair, "And you might want to loosen that bandage, Martha," Martha looked down and loosened it slightly, "As for your questioned, the Daleks are scared of me," Martha stopped what she was doing and stared at her, "Well, maybe scared isn't quit the right word. Anyway, the Daleks are scared not off me but off what I can do".
"Right," Martha nodded, following along, "And what is that?"
"Oh, lots of things that I'm not proud of," the Hatter sighed, "The Daleks know that I have the ability to destroy them and I have had the chances to do so...oh, I've lost count. Dewing the Time War, the High Council of Gallifrey asked me to find a way to destroy the Daleks but after a Time Lord called Rassilon took over power it become an order. I was ordered to build a machine that would not only destroy the Daleks but every single Dalek ever to be creature in the Universe, though out time".
"But that's genocide," Martha gasped, looking over her shoulder.
"Why do you think I was so pleased it was destroyed," the Hatter said before sighing, "Sadly it came at a huge cost. My entire laboratory was destroyed not to mention all of my students were killed. I was the only person to survive because I was running late for work".
"Oh my God," Martha breathed, shaking her head just as Tallulah walked in, carrying a pot.
"Here you go," she told them, holding the pot of water up, "I got some more on the boil".
"Thanks," Martha nodded to her, turning back to the man, "You'll be all right. It's just a cut. Try and keep it clean".
"Thanks," the man said, getting up and walking out of the tent.
"Very good job, Dr. Jones," the Hatter smiled at her, "A very promising student".
"Thanks," Martha smiled a little embarrassed.
"So what about us?" Tallulah asked, "What do we do now?"
"Well, ladies, the Doctor gave me this," the Hatter said, holding the psychic paper up for them to see, "Now, I just have to try and figure out why".
"What's that for?" Tallulah asked, eyeing it.
"It's called a psychic paper," the Hatter explained, "Basically you can make people see whatever you want, names, Ids, anything. It's also very handy in getting you into places...too bad the Doctor's blocking me and I can't work out his plan...or lack of".
"Wait a minute," Martha suddenly realised something, "Down in the sewers the Daleks mentioned this...energy conductor".
"Oh, Martha Jones you are brilliant," the Hatter grinned, jumping up from her seat.
"What does that mean?" Tallulah asked, looking in-between Martha and the now pacing Hatter.
"I don't know," Martha shrugged, eyeing the Hatter, "Maybe like a...lighting conductor or..."
"Dalekanium," the Hatter stopped pacing, "The Daleks mentioned that it was in places, oh, Doctor, you are a genius."
"In place where?" Tallulah shook her head.
"Frank might know," Martha rushed out of the tent, Tallulah and the Hatter following close behind before they spotted Frank, "Frank?"
"Hm?" Frank looked up, wiping his face clean of tears; the Hatter patted him on his shoulder.
"That Mr. Diagoras, he was like some sort of fixer, yeah?" Martha asked him, "Get jobs all over town?"
"Yeah," Frank sniffed, "He could find a profit anywhere".
"But where though?" Martha asked, "What sort of things?"
"You name it," Frank shrugged, "We're all so desperate for work, you just hope Diagoras would pick you for something good. Building work. That pays the best".
"But what sort of building work?"
"What do you guys think," the Hatter pointing at the Empire State Building, "Anyone fancy a high rise trip?"
...
"I always wanted to go to the Empire State," Martha remarked as they stood inside a lift, approaching the top floor, "Never imagined it quite like this though".
"That happens more often than you would think," the Hatter nodded.
"Where are we heading anyway?" Frank asked with his arms crossed.
"To the top were there still building," the Hatter shrugged.
"How come those guys just let us through?" Tallulah frowned, glancing at the psychic paper in the Hatter's hand, "What's that thing say?"
"Well, according to this, we're an engineer, two electricians, and an architect," the Hatter said, looking at the paper, "I bags engineer".
The lift binged a moment later and the doors opened, showing the top floor, "Look at this place!" Tallulah exclaimed as they stepped out, "Top of the world!"
The Hatter headed straight over to architectural planes that were spread all over a table, Martha and Frank following close behind, "Oh, I do love it when they make things easy. I was slightly afraid that they might have cleaned up before we arrived".
"Hey, look at the date," Frank said as Martha flipped through the planes, the Hatter in the middle of examining one, "These designs were issued today. They must've changed something last minute".
"You are clever, aren't you, Frank," the Hatter smiled at him, checking the date with another plane to make sure.
"You mean the Daleks changed something last minute?" Martha frowned.
"Yeah, could be," Frank replied as the Hatter nodded.
"See for yourself," the Hatter said, "The ones from underneath are from before".
"That means that whatever they changed must be on this top sheet but not this one," Martha realised, pulling the top sheet off, "We need to check one against the other".
"The height of this place!" Tallulah exclaimed from behind them, "This is amazing!"
"Be careful," the Hatter told her, looking up, "We're a hundred floors up. Don't go walking off...oh, I don't know why I both saying that. They always do".
"I just wanna see," Tallulah shrugged, walking over to the ledge as Martha, Frank, and the Hatter laid the planes out on the floor.
"I'll go and keep an eye out," Frank said, standing up as Tallulah walked back to the room, "Make sure we're safe up here. Don't want nobody buttin' in".
"Be careful," the Hatter warned him as he walked out of the room.
"There's one hell of a storm movin' in," Tallulah remarked, standing beside them.
"I wish the Doctor was here," Martha sighed, examining one of the planes, "He'd know what we're looking for".
"We don't need the Doctor, Martha," the Hatter shook her head, "We already know that we're looking for Dalekanium, we just have to work out were they put it".
"So tell me, where did you two and him first hook up?" Tallulah asked them.
"Oh, you know the normal way," the Hatter shrugged, "Dropped a book on his head half a dozen lifetimes ago".
"What do you mean, 'half a dozen lifetimes ago?'" Martha frowned at her.
"Long story but I'm over nine hundred years old," the Hatter said, making the other woman blink, "The Doctor and I are the same age, the only differences is that he's four months older than me".
"Right," Martha shook her head, "I was in a hospital, sort of".
"Course, him bein' a Doctor," Tallulah nodded, kneeling in-between Martha and the Hatter.
"Actually, I'm the doctor," Martha smiled slightly, "Well, kind of".
"You're a physician?" Tallulah's eyes widened, "Really?"
"I was in training," Martha nodded, "Still am, if I ever get back home".
"Don't worry, Martha," the Hatter said, "The Doctor will get you home and if he doesn't, I'll teach you if you want. It's been a while since I had a student".
"You could be doctors together!" Tallulah smiled at Martha, "What a partnership. Oh, it's such a shame. If only he wasn't so...different. You know what I mean?"
"Oh, you have no idea how different he really is," Martha muttered, smiling.
"Yeah, he's a man, sweetheart," Tallulah smiled, "That's different enough".
Martha glanced at the Hatter, deciding that she could trust her before glancing back to Tallulah, "He had this...companion a while back. This friend," the Hatter glanced at her, not surprised that Martha would be talking about Rose, "And sometimes when I say something or do something and he looks at me, and I just sort of think...that he's not seeing me. He's just remembering".
"Aw, listen sweetheart," Tallulah put a hand on Martha's shoulder as the Hatter frowned, shaking her head at Martha's words, "You wanna get all sad? You wanna have a contest with me and Lazlo?"
"No," Martha said, shaking her head, "But listen, if the Doctor's with Lazlo now, there's every chances that he could get him out".
"And then what?" Tallulah asked, sighing hopelessly, "Don't talk crazy. There's no future for me and him. Those Dalek things took that away. The one good thing I had in my life and they destroyed it," she started chocking up as the Hatter put an arm around her.
"It's alright," the Hatter told her gently, "It may not seem like it now but it will be. Martha's right, if Lazlo is with the Doctor then he will do everything and anything to bring him back to you. Safe. Now, why don't you think about this, would you rather spend the rest of your life with the man you love or give him up just because of his looks? If you love him and he loves you then what differences does it make? Don't let the Daleks win, Tallulah, not over something as important as your love for Lazlo".
Tallulah sniffed and wiped her cheeks, "Your right. I'm...I'm just..." she trailed off and the Hatter nodded, understanding.
"Why don't you get some air?" she suggested, Tallulah nodded and stood up, walking outside again.
Martha watched her go before looking back to the Hatter, "You really know exactly the right thing to say".
The Hatter looked back to Martha, giving her a smile, "Oh, I don't know about that, I just know what to look for in a person. Tallulah just needed a little nudge in the right direction, whether or not it will work out as simple as all that is really up to them," she glanced over her shoulder and back to Martha, "You know, the Doctor doesn't think of you as Rose".
Martha shook her head, sighing, "How can you be so sure?"
"Because I knew the real, Rose Tyler," the Hatter said, "And let me tell you something, Rose Tyler and you and extremely different. Rose and I never got along, well, Rose never liked me, I should say. She was jealous of how close the Doctor and I are".
"No offences but I can sort of understand that," Martha smiled, making the Hatter laugh.
"Yeah, I guess we are pretty close," the Hatter smiled at her, "But that's what happens when you know someone for as long as we have, back to the point, the Doctor likes you for you".
"I wish I could be as sure as you are," Martha sighed glumly.
The Hatter nudged her shoulder, still smiling, "Don't be like that, Martha, I'm telling you, the Doctor likes you for you. Give him time. He's still grieving for the loss of Rose".
"What were they?" Martha asked but the Hatter gave her a confused look, "I mean, what were they to each other?"
"Oh, right, sorry I'm not really used to talking about things like this," the Hatter admitted, shaking her head, "Well, I know that Rose was in love with the Doctor and the Doctor, well...haven't got a clue," Martha frowned so the Hatter continued, "What I mean to say is that he never said it back when he had the chances to. He just stood there, looking at her with this odd look on his face. I thought it was best to leave it and not to ask why he never said it back".
Martha thought about it for a moment before shaking her head, "Maybe he didn't feel the same way".
"I don't think so," the Hatter sighed, "I'm sure he felt something for her...why he never said..." she shook her head, smiling again at Martha, "Anyway; let's talk about something a little less depressing, shall we? I hope you don't mind me asking but, what are your feelings for the Doctor?"
Martha blinked at her a few times, gaping, "What makes you...you think I have feelings...feelings for him?"
The Hatter laughed, "Martha, I've been around long enough to know when someone has feelings for another person. The only reason that I asked is because I wanted to hear you say it".
Martha looked away from the Hatter, sighing, "Alright, I admit that I...like him".
"Was that so hard, now?" the Hatter smiled, "You can come to me, day or night and talk to me about anything. It'll be a nice brake from listening to the Doctor moaning about the TARDIS being annoyed at him".
"Thanks, I might take that up one day," Martha said, relived that the Hatter didn't seem upset about her feelings, "If he lets me travel with you guys".
"He will," the Hatter said confidently, "And if he doesn't, you could always be my companion, he'll have to let you stay on if that's the case otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what?"
"Otherwise I, sorry us, go off on our own, travelling," the Hatter shrugged, "He would never let that happen, he's to proactive over me," she said the last part, rolling her eyes, making Martha smile at how normal she seemed for a centuries old, alien with a super intelligences.
The Hatter shook her head, turning back to the building planes as Tallulah walked back over to them, "Gotcha!" Martha pointed at something at the base of mast on the plane, making the Hatter look up from another plane, "Look!" Tallulah knelt down beside the Hatter as she lent closer the paper, "There, on the mast. Those little lines? They're new. They've added something, see?"
"Added what?" Tallulah asked before they looked at each other.
"Dalekanium!" they shouted in unison.
The Hatter glanced back down to the plane before standing and running over to a ladder, leading the way up to the mast, "You two stay here! If the Doctor comes, tell him to get over it".
"But..." Martha tried but it was to later, the Hatter's coat was already was already out of sight, shaking her head she turned back to Tallulah, "Better do as she says but I don't like the chances of telling the Doctor to...'get over it'".
Tallulah nodded her agreement, shriving at the idea.
Looks like the Hatter finely has a companion who likes her and is a woman, I can't help but feel sorry for her to only be able to talk to the Doctor. I really loved writing the Hatter and Martha conversation, I always felt sorry for Martha always thinking that she didn't matter to the Doctor. Tell me what you thought, please review :)