I was bored and wanted to put off the mountain of geoglogy homework that I have! (no pun intended). Yeah so here's another chapter. Hey to the people reading from Guam and Turkey- thanks for reading, it's cool that I've gone international! LOL I had to actually look where Guam was on Google Maps! *embarrassed*

Anyway new chapter, please enjoy.


"So am I supposed to start making wedding arrangements?" Sarah-Jane joked as the two got out of the car opposite the UNIT building.

"Sarah-Jane!" Maria yelped, her face going red with embarrassment.

Her old friend shoved her playfully. "I know how close you and Luke are, I just want to know that you're not making any mistakes that could ruin your friendship, let alone your relationship," Maria hugged Sarah-Jane tightly.

"Thanks Sarah," she completely understood what the elder woman was talking about.

"I know what boys are like," she grinned knowingly as they entered the UNIT building.

"Because the guys were all over Sarah-Jane in the seventies," a friendly laugh bounced down the corridor, and the elder woman grinned.

"Mickey!"

"Yup, Mickey-Mc-Mick-Mick!" he replied, both laughing at some old shared joke.

"So what brings you to this side of London?"

"Seeing as Martha's over in DC, she kinda gave the job to me whilst she was sorting out Torchwood over there,"

"Hey it's not that bad!" Maria replied definitely. Loving her job at the crazy institute.

Mickey raised his eyebrows as they started to walk down the hallway, and descend down a flight of stairs. "Kids shouldn't be working at Torchwood,"

The girl in question lifted her head proudly. "Well given my experience I think that working at the coffee shop is safe enough,"

Surprisingly the dark skinned man broke into a wide grin, playfully nudging Sarah-Jane. "Hey you've got this kid well trained,"

"Watch it," thankfully their argument came to a stop as they reached a heavy metal door with two guards outside, they both eyed Maria suspiciously. Mickey glowered at them both and swiped his key card through the door; it swung open with a metallic pusht. Sarah-Jane grinned, running her hand along the smooth polished wooden handrail.

"Wow," Mickey grinned at Maria's opened mouthed reaction, as she took in the computers, flat-screens and army officers. "Only UNIT would have people in full army uniform all of the time," she whispered to Sarah-Jane grinning.

"Well, UNIT has to be totally British – or it just wouldn't work," her friend replied smirking. They followed Mickey down into the lower reaches of the cavernous room.

"Sarah-Jane Smith!" a voice laughed. "Long time no see!" a red headed woman stood hands on her hips, blue eyes shining.

"Donna!" she exclaimed, obviously happy, and rushed forwards to pull her good friend into a hug. "I thought that the Time Lord Metacrisis couldn't be reversed!"

Pulling out of the hug Donna grinned back nodding. "You've gotta thank The Capt'in for that and his immortality," she spotted Maria. "Hi, another one of your protégée's, Sarah? I didn't think of you as a kid kinda person."

"I have a son," she retorted playfully. "Maria's one of Luke's friends, she works over at Torchwood DC,"

"Nice to meet you," Maria took the proffered hand. "Any time you want some time away from this old girl just ask me,"

"OI! It's a shame that you still kept some of his personality – does the Doctor know about you yet?"

Donna shrugged. "Meh I'm not really sure. He'd probably flip if he knew,"

"So what did you want?" Mickey asked as he moved to look over a flashing computer screen.

"I was wondering if you had the co-ordinates for the last Tula space ship. If we can catch one in a Trachter beam we can drag it back to earth and interrogate the occupants," she watched as Maria picked up an elongated object on Donna's desk and started to fiddle with it.

"Sounds like a plan – but UNIT's not got anything as powerful as a Trachter beam," Mickey replied, leaning against the desk, grinning as the thing Maria was holding started to buzz creating a high wailing sound. She yelped and Donna took it from her setting it back into its original position.

"What on earth is that?" Maria asked, staring at the now calm object.

"I've been working on a device that calls the Doctor's TARDIS, so far it's managed to pick up a set of tiny aliens and a old satellite that's been taken over by Vasiaps."

"You could use Mr. Smith," Maria suggested.

"Who?" Mickey raised his eyebrows, grinning all the while.

"He's a super human alien computer-" Sarah-Jane glowered at the dark skinned man.

"Who's saved the world countless numbers of times!" Maria enthused.

"So we use your super computer," Donna had restrained laughter creasing at the edge of her eyes. "And pull down a ship," Sarah-Jane crossed her arms and glowered at her friend. "You might also want to know that UNIT's Secret Naval regiment is coming back home, a old spaceship was discovered in the Artic Ice, they've been excavating it for a while now,"

Maria saw her friend tense up. "Naval regiment?" she shook herself. "Why would I be bothered with that?"

"Hey," Mickey put a hand on her shoulder gently. "He's alright, but no contact can go from this base,"

Maria stood and wondered who the hell they were talking about, but saw as good friend tensed, she put a comforting hand on her arm – what else could she do?

Sensing the awkward silence Mickey managed to break the ice. "So about those co-ordinates?"

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Groaning Luke pulled himself into a sitting position and let back against the gym wall. Doing several tens of sit-ups was painful when you had a cracked or bruised rib – at the moment he couldn't quite tell – but he gathered that feeling continuously dizzy wasn't a good thing either. Clyde stopped from working out on the weights and grinned at him from where he was lying.

"Taking a break already Luke?" he asked teasingly.

The sound of the rowing boat resetting itself was heard as Roy collapsed against the machine. "Guh, I don't know how you get me to come for these lunch workouts. Before games as it is!"

"Just because your as fit as a dead dog," Clyde chucked his friend a bottle of water, which he caught expertly, taking a long drink. "You alright Luke?" Clyde asked concerned at the paleness of his best friends face.

"Yes," Luke replied, rubbing his eyes in an effort to stop the dizziness. "I just have a headache that's all,"

"Man you don't get headaches, that's the point ain't it?"

"I think I'm going to pass out," Luke felt his consciousness slipping away from him and panicked. Clyde was over to his side immediately, putting a hand on his shoulder. Roy slipped out to fetch a member of the P.E staff. "Don't let him check my chest," Luke winced and Clyde immediately went to look at his chest, hiding a gasp as he saw the deep purple bruising along his friend's side. "Man why didn't you tell me about this?"

Luke took a deep breath, trying to steady the dizzying head rush grabbing away his consciousness. "I didn't want to, you'd ask to many questions,"

"Is this about Sarah-Jane being disappointed about you?"

His friend nodded. "Yes," he whispered quietly. "Maria too,"

"He's in the gym!" they heard Roy calling the P.E teacher, Mr. Waen.

"You all right lad?" there was the comforting voice of the head of P.E.

"I feel sick," Luke replied groggily, and Clyde quickly hid the bruising.

"Did you have lunch?"

"Yes,"

"Okay, you might have caught some type of bug, there's a lot going round at the moment,"

"I don't get sick," Luke replied stubbornly. Feeling very faint.

"All right, up you get," the P.E teacher hoisted him up gently, using one of his strong arms to support the teen in case he collapsed.

Clyde watched his friend, his face pulled into a frown as the pair made their way slowly out of the room, and lent towards his other good friend. "Right, who's gonna kill them? You or me?"

The question remained unanswered.

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The car ride was awkwardly silent as Sarah-Jane drove them both over to Chrissie Jackson's flat. Maria desperately wanted to know what was wrong with her friend, but she hesitated to ask. Sarah-Jane sighed, and glanced out of the car window.

"Sarah?"

"Sorry Maria," the older woman replied. "I had a old friend who was in one particular naval regiment,"

"He?" Maria posed the question, and Sarah-Jane laughed.

"Most definitely, unless I was mistaken,"

"Sarah! You-" the younger girl blushed furiously and covered her face with her hands. "Ew!"

Sarah-Jane shook her head smiling. "Think about it Maria, just because people are older than you doesn't mean that-"

"NO!" she desperately tried to get the image of her dad out of her head. "I don't need to know!" A memory passed through Sarah-Jane's head and she smiled drumming her fingers on the searing wheel.

"Were you?"

"Very much so," she replied, knowing what Maria was about to ask. "There was a slight age difference between us though, but when I travelled with the Doctor it shattered what we had,"

"Oh," there was a slight pause. "If you could – would you?"

"Possibly, but I haven't had any contact with him in over fifteen years. He joined MI6, and the last thing I heard about him was that he was deported up to that alien crash site around four years ago. Before I met Luke, you, and Clyde,"

"That's why you were so frosty,"

"Partly. The other reason was that the Doctor had decided to pay a visit, for some reason Mr. Smith had been singing the Macarena for the last six hours,"

Maria giggled. "Surely it couldn't have been that long,"

"Have a look on his data banks, that'll show you," her friend retorted.

"Next left," Maria instructed, and the car turned into a nice looking area. The blocks of flats were kept in shade by the avenue of trees. "I think it's 16A," the teen sighed, obviously not happy about the arrangements.

"We could always go for a drink," Sarah-Jane offered, knowing how little her friend wanted to go.

"I think we've put it off for long enough," Sarah pulled up on the pavement, squeezing her friends arm; she slipped out of the car. The two walked up to the large complex, and Maria sounded the buzzer.

"Chrissie Jackson," came the reply.

"Hi mum," Maria replied simply, it was obvious that her mum got the call, as there was no reply. Around two minutes later the door opened, and Maria hugged her mum tightly. "I've missed you,"

"You too," her mum hugged her, keeping her arm wrapped around her shoulders she smiled slightly at Sarah-Jane.

"Still chasing aliens?"

Sarah-Jane laughed. "Never seems to stop," both older women grinned knowingly as Maria stared at them open mouthed, her backpack slung over her shoulder.

"You knew?" she gaped at her mother, who shrugged. "Mum! Sarah-Jane!"

The woman in question tapped her nose. "I'll pick you up on Wednesday,"

"Luke kinda wanted to go on a date," she blushed and grinned. Chrissie raised her eyebrows.

"You, young lady, have a lot of things to tell me apparently,"

"Right so I guess I'll see you on Wednesday night," Maria quickly hugged her friend tightly, and waved as she went to her car.

"Tell Luke I'll call him!" she called.

"Will do," came the reply, and the elder woman waved as she drove off. Her mum squeezed her shoulder, and the two went inside.

"So about you and Luke?"


A slight filler chapter – I wasn't very happy about this one, but I've got plenty in the bank, so as normal, quick reviews, quick updates.

So what do you think about bringing Donna back? I loved her character so much I couldn't resist putting her in XD. Anyway please review.

Thanks,

LostLyra.