Title= Stranded
Author= charlotteicewolf77
Characters/pairings= Jack, Susan, Martha, 10th Doctor
Rating= T
Spoilers= doctor who last of the time lords, torchwood series 3 children of earth (very minor) probably a few more but no major ones
Warnings= if you've been reading this story so far it's too late minor swearing from Martha
Disclaimer= I don't own doctor who *pouts and death glares Russell T Davies me want doctor who now!* ahem, moving on….
Beta= none
Summary= Martha and Jack are now travelling with the Doctor, what happens when Jack get seriously sick? and what's more, the trio are stranded in the deserted, snow covered plains of Russia; surrounded by an unknown enemy. How will the Doctor get them out of this one? Featuring 10, Jack and Martha. Alternate Universe. Please review!
Total word count= 12,880
No. chapters to go= 4
A/N= pretty please times one billion gazillion with knobs on and cherries and icing and rainbow sprinkles on top review! Please! The more reviews I get the faster I write! Here's my point written very simply:
REVIEWS= HAPPY WRITER HAPPY WRITER= PRODUCTIVE WRITER
OK?
Sorry if it's been a bit of a wait for this chapter but October is a very busy month for me, it was my birthday on 15th and it's been curriculum days at school and I've been bogged down with home work and other stuff but please review! It would make me so happy, please please please! And Microsoft word has gone all funny AGAIN so I'm sorry if the layout is all weird.
And again, please review!
Chapter 14
Martha had no idea where she was. It looked, in every respect, precisely like the TARDIS' console room; but for the
colours which were clinical white silver and black. The whole place was spotless and it set the young trainee doctor's
teeth on edge. Oh sure, she liked a nice clean and tidy room as much as the next person did, but this was just way
too much. It felt cold. Martha had a very vey creepy sense that she was very much out of place, like a lady bird that
was crawling about in a mass of fleas. A voice interrupted her thoughts.
"So you are awake."
She spun around and backed a way just as quickly. A tall black figure cloaked entirely with shadow which had too
many fingers and blood red ovals were its eyes should have been approached her from the opposite side of the
room. The young black woman immediately scrambled to her feet and looked around her frantically for any thing
mildly resembling a door. Or a window. Or a balcony. Actually any way out, at this particular point in time, Martha
was too scared to start being picky. Seeing some thing that looked to her as a viable means of escape and was free
demonic kidnappers and the like, Martha sprinted towards it and opened it on the run with a hefty shove; with all
the purpose of saving her self from the beast that had appeared before and its intentions which (surprisingly) she
did not really want to find out about. Only, she found her self looking out on to the unmistakeable scene of the
space time vortex and was forced to grab the door frame at the last minute to stop her self from falling out in to
who knows where, or when, she supposed.
The thing behind her clicked two fingers (or rather 2 talons) together and the doors slammed shut with a clang that
echoed strangely in the other wise silent room.
"I would be rather more careful if I were you." She observed drily, "Or your actions could lead to an un-rectifiable
mistake."
"What do you want from me?!" Martha demanded, "Where are my friends and who the hell are you?!"
The black shadow seemed to shake her head in a condensing sort of manner, "All in good time." She replied, "Now,
unfortunately for you I am going to have to provide you with a residence, rather more enclosed than what you have
seen so far. Good night."
And Martha's world went black.
When Martha woke up again, with a sudden thought that she had passed out too often lately for it to be even
remotely funny any more, she found her self in a room much like that of an expensive 80's hotel pent house suite a
comfortable bed was positioned opposite where a window should have gone in any normal situation, a quick check
through a mahogany door revealed that it led to quite a large en suite bath room. The drawers and cupboards were
found to contain her clothes and books. In fact, it seemed as though all her personal objects had been taken from
the TARDIS and placed in to this room. Jack will be pissed off then, Martha though to her self. If all the TARDIS is in
this sort of dis array then that means that his room will be in an absolutely total mess. Despite what people might
have thought, the ex con man was in fact an incredibly tidy person- though when the Doctor had commented on it
once the immortal brunette had just shrugged non committedly and stared hard at the floor.
(A/N= just pretend Martha did not leave the Doctor in the last of the time lords and Jack did leave them but he
came back after the events of children of earth so ignore Miracle Day.)
there appeared to be no kitchenette or indeed any means of acquiring food and the door was (obviously) firmly
locked and bolted so Martha decided to sort through all of her possessions in the hope that it might encourage her
brain to work out a solution.
Martha eventually dozed off and when she woke up she discovered that she not only had a crick in her neck but also
that a plate of food and a carton of juice had been left up on the table that was at the foot of her bed. She ate the
food and drank the juice then sat around surprised that she hadn't contracted food poisoning or what have you
while waiting for some thing to happen.
Nothing did.
How long she waited she had no idea, but after what seemed like several long millennia, the young physician in
Training blinked at the flat white tablet that had appeared seemingly out of no where. Martha blinked a few more
Times to be doubly sure the whole thing was not just some crazy hallucination conjured up by her mind before
picking the object up and settling it in to her lap. It was like the Ipad thing that Leo had had last time that she had
gone back home only it was thinner and slightly smaller and with out any buttons any where. She experimentally
waved her hand over the screen and then when nothing happened she tapped it gently. The sensors under neath the
high density poly carbonate crystalline screen flashed in to action, showing Martha any number of symbols for some
weird sort of alien language Martha could never hope to understand before presenting her with pages up on pages
of writing which was thankfully in English.
Martha settled her self comfortable against the bed's head board and began to read.
The thing, who we readers now know is in fact the doctor's granddaughter Susan, surveyed the scene of the young
girl reading. Though not really young, she thought, seeing as Martha was actually 2 years older than her.
(A/N: confused? Well, Susan had a vortex manipulator or some sort of time travelling device thingy majigg what ever
that had a GPS tracking thing on the TARDIS which al so told her whether it was safe for her to go with out bumping
in to her self and causing a paradox. And Susan was only 24 or what ever when she got shot by a rogue bullet from a
poacher on her husband, David Campbell's farm and her attempt at regeneration failed and David was killed by
exposure to time lord regeneration radiation energy (try saying that when you're drunk)and the piece of equipment
he was carrying short circuited and electrocuted him, not a nice way to go. So yeah back to the story.)
Susan had thought and rethought of what to do with the youngest of the Doctor's companions countless amounts of
Times and each time had come out with that she had 2 possible options=
Kill Martha, though she didn't want to do that as she was actually not a violent person. Or she was but she didn't like
killing very much, yes, even total nutters had their limits. Either way, that option was very clearly labelled as the
ultimate last resort.
Or Susan could keep Martha sedated. That was actually quite a nice resolution because then Martha would not be
hurt in the slightest a part from being slightly woozy for a short time when she was eventually woken up. And she
wouldn't have to feed 2 mouths and there would be one less problem of the trainee doctor trying to escape from
her if every thing unfortunately ended up in a fight with the Doctor.
Susan wondered whether she should tell Martha that she was going to be sedated or simply put some thing in to her
drink. It didn't really matter of course because the drug would just make her fall in to a deep sleep and her body go
in to a hibernation sort of state; not harm her in any way what so ever.
She decided to go along with the secretly in the drink plan and set off to the kitchen to prepare.
Oh my God! Longest chapter I have ever wrote!
Please review!
Please please please!