hOLY FRICK HOW HAS IT BEEN A MONTH SINCE I LAST UPDATED? IM SO SORRY GUYS!

TBH I was waiting to see if I'd write anymore of this fic but nOPE. I've been too inspired with my shadowhunters fic to do anything with this. Hopefully inspiration will return when Doctor Who does :D

(Basically I have this and 1 more chapter then I'm out of pre-written stuff so oh boy)

Anywho, enjoy!

P.S unbeta'd, unedited, let me know if there are any glaring errors.

After they finished the morning rounds, Martha and Finn headed to the breakroom.

He went ahead and toasted a bagel for himself as Martha made a phone call.

"So you work for the Government?" Swales asked, pouring herself a mug of coffee.

"Yep," Finn answered, popping the 'p'.

"Are you like… a spy? Or something?"

Finn shook his head. "Nothing that cool. My job's more of a basic box ticking kind of thing."

"Oh." Swales stared into her cup.

"How about you?" Finn questioned. "You're going to be a Doctor? Know what you're gonna specialise in yet?"

"No." Swales sighed. "But I've still got a year to figure it out."

Finn offered her a reassuring smile. "That's plenty of time."

The toaster pops, and Finn reaches in and quickly pulls out his bagel, dumping it on a napkin. He then started spreading butter on it and waiting for it to cool down.

"Do you want some coffee?" Swales offered.

Finn thought for a moment, then shook his head. If he grabbed a coffee now, then it would only make a mess when the hospital is transported to the moon.

"I'll tell you what we'll do." Finn glanced up when Martha's words caught his attention. He watched as she glanced out to the hall, and they both saw as the Doctor walked past, dressed in his patient robe. "We tell Dad and Annalise to get there early, about seven thirty," Martha carried on, brushing off what she's just seen.

As she continued speaking, Finn turned and quickly stuffed the entire bagel in his mouth, chewing down on it as fast as he can. He was running out of time, and there was no way he was skipping this chance to eat.

"And we tell Leo get there at the same time so we can do all that birthday stuff. We tell Mum to get there for about eight thirty, nine, and that gives me time to have a word with Annalise, and–"

Martha's sentence suddenly cut off, and Finn looked over to see that Swales had interrupted her by placing a hand on her arm.

"What?" Martha asked.

Swales replied, looking out the window. "The rain."

"It's only rain," Martha replied without looking.

Finn hears a murmur sound from Martha's phone. "Why's everyone fussing about rain?" Martha scoffed.

Swales swallowed in fear. "It's going up."

Finally, Martha turned to look out the window, phone dropping to her side as she did so.

Then, suddenly, there was a big flash of lightning right outside the window. The entire building shook, and the two women cried out as Finn cursed to himself: "Holy shit!"

The building rocked from side to side, tossing them all over the place. Finn did his best to hold on while trying to steady the two other girls, but the room shook violently and eventually they all ended up fallen on the floor.

"What the hell was that?" Martha asked, pushing herself upright.

"An earthquake?" Finn suggested. "Or, this is like in that Ocean's Eleven movie where they drilled the foundation and faked an earthquake."

Martha blinked at him. "What?"

Swales ignored Finn's ridiculousness. "Is everyone alright?"

"I think so, yeah." Martha nodded.

"Here," Finn said, offering Martha his hand. The soon-to-be doctor accepted it, and as Finn stood he hauled her up along with him.

"Guys?" Swales said. "It's night. Look. It was lunchtime."

"Not night time," Finn disagreed. "It's just dark, because we're in outer space."

"We can't be," Swales argued. Finn envied her naivety.

"We're on the moon," Martha gasped, staring out the window. The Earth glowed before them, however many miles away. Finn wished he had his phone so he could take a picture. "We're on the bloody moon."

Oh well. Maybe if he asked nicely, the Doctor could take him back here and he could get a picture. Now probably wasn't the time, anyway, considering the whole 'transported to the moon with limited oxygen and impending Jadoon invasion'.

The two med-students continued to stare out the window. "Martha?" Finn prompted. "Guys?" He tried again. They were both too stunned at the sight before them to notice him, though. Fuck it, Finn thought.

He turned and headed out of the break room, almost running into a panicked nurse as he did so. As he hurried down the hall, patients and staff began to fill the corridor, all in varying states of distress. Progress was slow as he maneuvered his way through, but eventually he made it to the ward that the Doctor was staying in.

Finn found the Time Lord, peeking out from behind the curtains to look through the window.

"You know, I think this is one of the most surreal experiences I've had since getting stuck with you." Finn walked up to the Doctor's side, standing close enough to brush elbows with him.

The Doctor hummed and replied, "I don't think I can argue with that."

"I mean, I never thought I'd get to visit the moon, let alone in a hospital that was transported up here." Finn glanced at the man beside him, taking in his bedhead and slight frown. Ten's eyes glimmered with ochre flecks in the harsh, hospital light. Gorgeous.

The Doctor turned to Finn, catching his stare. His lips quirked into a smirk, and he gazed at Finn with an intensity that left him breathless. "It's too bad you won't have time to take in the scenery."

"Yeah," Finn swallowed. The Doctor's eyes tracked the bob of his adam's apple.

A familiar voice rang out in the room, drawing their attention and the moment was broken.

"All right now, everyone back to bed," Martha ordered as she walked through the room. "We've got an emergency but we'll sort it out. Don't worry."

The two med-students headed for the windows, and as they passed by, the Doctor drew the curtain across.

"It's rude to eavesdrop," Finn commented, but hid along with the Doctor.

"It's rude to abduct an entire hospital, but apparently some rules are being broken today."

Finn scoffed. "Just because someone else did worse, doesn't mean you can do it."

"I know," the Doctor replied. "But I'm still gonna do it."

"You're incorrigible," Finn sighed.

The Doctor grinned at Finn. "That's why you love me."

Finn faltered, cheeks heating at the Doctor's casual remark. Thankfully, the Doctor didn't see his shocked reaction as he'd focused on listening to Martha and Swales converse.

"It's real. It's really real. Hold on."

There was a shuffle, and Swales cried out, "Don't! We'll lose all the air."

"She must've tried to open the window," the Doctor muttered, ear tipped towards the two med-students.

"But they're not exactly air tight," Martha pointed out.

As Martha reasoned with Swales, the Doctor pulled back and bent down. He tugged a bag out from under the hospital bed and unzipped it, revealing a bundle of clothing.

"Wow," Finn murmured in awe as the Doctor began to undress. "Twice in a row, how did I ever become so lucky."

The Doctor quirked a brow at Finn as he dropped his pyjama bottoms, not an inkling of hesitation to be completely naked to the word. "If you're referring to me changing, then I'm not sure, but if you want it to happen again-" The Doctor paused to retrieve his clothes from the bag, giving Finn a beautiful view of the man's bare ass. "-You just have to ask."

Finn sucked in a sharp breath, blood rushing from his head. "Could you stay naked for the rest of eternity, then?" He asked without even realising what he was saying.

He was kind of distracted by other matters.

"I would," the Doctor replied, turning back to face Finn and giving him an even better view and Jesus Christ Finn wished they weren't in the middle of saving an entire hospital full of people. "But it's obviously very distracting for you."

"That's a burden I'm more than happy to carry," Finn replied. He took a step forward, gravitating towards the Doctor. He reached out, placing his hands on the Time Lord's bare hips.

"Finn," the Doctor murmured, words ghosting across Finn's skin and sending goosebumps down his spine.

"Mmm," Finn hummed, eyes dropping closed on their own accord as he felt down along the man's skin.

It had been too damn long.

Suddenly, his hands were left empty as the Doctor spun free of his grasp. "Mind out of the gutter, Finn." The Doctor shook out his pants and then slipped them on. Oh God he's going commando, was all Finn could think.

"I don't know what you expected to happen when you just dropped your pants like that," Finn replied, trying to shake the sluggishness from his brain.

The Doctor chuckled and shrugged, "I couldn't resist a golden opportunity."

The Time Lord deftly zipped and buttoned his trousers, then he pulled on his shirt and started with the buttons. Finn reached over and grabbed the Doctor's suit jacket, giving it a shake as well before handing it to the Time Lord.

"Thanks," the Doctor said, smug grin firmly in place.

Finn flipped him the bird and then went to search for the man's tie. By the time he'd found it, deep in the bottom of the bag, the Doctor was all buttoned up and presentable… unfortunately.

"Let me," Finn said when the Doctor tried to take the tie from him. The Time Lord raised his brows at Finn in speculation, but tilted his chin up as Finn worked to put the tie on. The whole time, the Doctor directed a cheeky grin at Finn, tongue tucked between his teeth.

When he tugged the knot to fit, Finn may have used a bit more force than necessary.

"If the air was going to get sucked out it would have happened straight away, but it didn't," Martha explained to Swales, and the Doctor finished tying his shoelaces. Finn, meanwhile, contemplated burning all of the Doctor's clothes so he wouldn't be able to wear anything anymore. It would be a win-win situation, more naked Doctor for Finn, and no more favorite clothes for the Doctor. Hehe, sweet revenge. "So how come?"

At Martha's question, the Doctor pulled back the curtain. "Very good point. Brilliant, in fact. What was your name?"

"Martha," she replied with a confidence Finn admired.

"And it was Jones, wasn't it?" He asked. She nodded. "Well then, Martha Jones, the question is, how are we still breathing?"

"We can't be," Swales sobbed.

"Obviously we are, so don't waste my time–"

"Doctor!" Finn interrupted the Time Lord. "Manners," he reprimanded. Finn walked over to Swales to check on her.

"Sorry," the Doctor apologised absently, turning to Martha. "Martha, what have we got? Is there a balcony on this floor, or a veranda, or-"

Martha nodded. "By the patients' lounge, yeah."

"Alright." The Doctor glanced at Finn. "Let's go, Finny."

"Hold on." Finn cocked his head at the man. "Aren't you going to ask Martha to come along with us? Also, Finny?"

As though to avoid explaining 'Finny', the Doctor turned to Martha. "Fancy going out?" He asked.

Martha looked up from where she'd been staring out the window. "Okay."

"We might die."

Martha's brows quirked. "We might not."

"Good. Come on," the Doctor grabbed Finn's hand and began to pull him along. He paused to glance back at Swales. "Not her, she'd hold us up."

They find the set of glass doors that lead to the balcony. Finn hurried to the far door whilst the Doctor took the one of the left, leaving Martha to hang back and watch. Finn wanted to be the one to open the door, just in case something did go wrong, he'd rather face it than put Martha in harm's way.

The Doctor glanced at Finn, took in the fact that Finn didn't seem all that concerned, and opened his door.

"Hey!" Finn exclaimed as he hurried to open his door as well. "You did it without me. No fair!

"Sorry, got over excited."

Finn quirked a brow at the man, a smirk forming on his face. "Does that happen often?"

The Doctor faltered, eyes going wide. Then, he huffed and matched Finn's smirk. "Only when around you."

"Oh." Finn felt a blush dust his cheeks.

"We've got air," Martha whispered as she stepped outside. All three of them approached the edge of the balcony, taking in the amazing view. "How does that work?"

Knowing exactly the right thing to say, the Doctor responded: "Just be glad it does."

Finn shot him an unimpressed look.

The Doctor just grinned, grabbed Finn's hand and tugged him to his side.

"I've got a party tonight," Martha said. She glanced over at them, not noticing their close proximity. Or if she did, she didn't comment on it. "It's my brother's twenty first. My mother's going to be really, really..."

The Doctor turned to her. "You okay?"

"Yeah."

"Sure?"

Martha nodded: "Yeah."

"Want to go back in?"

Martha scoffed. "No way. I mean, we could die any minute, but all the same, it's beautiful."

"Do you think?" The Doctor asked, looking up at the Earth.

"How many people want to go to the moon? And here we are!"

"Standing in the Earthlight," The Doctor concurred, leaning down against the rail.

Martha turned to the Doctor. "What do you think happened?"

"What do you think?" The Doctor shot the question right back at her.

Martha considered it for a moment. Finn shared a glance with the Doctor. He appeared thoughtful, intrigued by the woman beside them. They both looked back at the med-student as she answered. "Extraterrestrial. It's got to be. I don't know, a few years ago that would have sounded mad, but these days? That spaceship flying into Big Ben, Christmas, those Cybermen things... I had a cousin, Adeola. She worked at Canary Wharf. She never came home."

"I'm sorry," the Doctor apologised, one of those rare times he didn't miss a social cue.

Martha just nodded. "Yeah."

"I was there," the Doctor admitted. "In the battle."

"Was I?" Finn questioned.

The Doctor gave him an obscure smile. "Spoilers," he said.

"Damn you," Finn cursed. He sighed and took a step back. "Well, I'm not worried. We got here somehow, there's obviously a way back."

"Yes. Don't you worry Mister Smith, we'll find a way out." Martha looked determined, seconding Finn's words.

The Doctor straightened and paced to the other end of the balcony to get a look at the ground. "It's not Smith. That's not my real name."

"Who are you, then?"

"I'm the Doctor."

Finn grinned, roll credits.

"Me too, if I can pass my exams. What is it then, Doctor Smith?"

"Just the Doctor."

"How do you mean, just the Doctor?"

"Just... the Doctor."

Finn raised a brow at them both. What a mess.

"What, people call you the Doctor?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I'm not. As far as I'm concerned, you've got to earn that title."

Finn positively beamed at that, turning to the Doctor to whisper: "Can we keep her?"

"Aww, but why do I need her when I've got you?" The Doctor whispered back to him, almost sounding serious. Without giving Finn a chance to respond, he turned to Martha. "Well, I'd better make a start, then. Let's have a look. There must be some sort of-" He bent down and picked up a fragment of loose cement and then threw it out into the air. It ricocheted off of something unseen.

"Cool," Finn said. "A forcefield. It's like something out of a video game. We need to get our hands on tech like that."

"Well we're not stealing this one. It's keeping the air in," the Doctor stated.

"But if that's like a bubble sealing us in, that means this is the only air we've got. What happens when it runs out?" Martha asked, which was nice because it wasn't like they didn't have enough to worry about. Not that he blamed her, Finn was kinda concerned as well.

By being there, did he even further reduce the amount of air they had left? Was he going to screw everything up? Surely not. He was only one person, right?

"How many people in this hospital?" The Doctor questioned.

"I don't know. A thousand?"

"One thousand people Suffocating."

Finn rolled his eyes at the man. "Thanks for that lovely thought, Doc."

"Just keeping things interesting," he replied. Subtlety, he made his way over to Finn and grabbed his hand again.

Finn appreciated the gesture.

"Why would anyone do that?" Martha exclaimed, shocked that anyone could be capable of suffocating an entire hospital.

There was a growing rumble overhead as a bunch of ships descended onto the moon. "Head's up!" The Doctor called. "Ask them yourself."

Three massive columnar spaceships passed overhead, and landed nearby. Troops of Judoon came marching out, heading for the hospital.

"Aliens. That's aliens." Martha stared down at the Judoon in shock. "Real, proper aliens."

The Doctor, meanwhile, looked pissed. "Judoon," he seethed.

"This is gonna be fun," Finn said, trying for sarcasm. "Fuck me. I'm so sick of having to deal with alien invasions."

"It's good. You've had practice." The Doctor's irritation at the Judoon melted into amusement at Finn's complaint. "Builds character."

"Speaking of character," Martha said, glancing at Finn. "Care to explain how you two know each other?"

The doctor opened his mouth to reply, probably with some bland, uninteresting answer. Instead, Finn took the liberty of telling Martha: "We're super spies. I'm under double-cover. The real reason I'm in the hospital is because this guy's been smuggling albino peacocks in and out of Britain." He jerked a thumb at the Doctor.

Martha and the Doctor exchanged matching looks. "Are you buying this?" The Time Lord asked.

"No." Martha sighed. "But I'll figure you two out later. Right now we've got bigger problems."

With that said, Martha Jones turned on her heel and strutted back into the hospital.

Finn blinked at her exit, before turning to the Doctor. "I think… You know what, I think I might just be the slightest bit scared of her."

"Yep," the Doctor agreed, popping the 'p'.

"We should probably get a move on then," Finn suggested.

"Nah." The Doctor gazed at Finn with the slightest quirk to his lips. "You look good in this light. The moon suits you, Finnick Anderson."

Finn felt his cheeks flame in chagrin. He ducked his gaze and coughed as he choked on his tongue. "Right-" he spluttered, not sure he'd ever recover from the Doctor's casual words. "-Whatever you say, Doc."

The Doctor's responding grin was so wide Finn was sure the man's cheeks must've hurt.

"C'mon," Finn said, once he'd gathered his wits. He reached out and grabbed the Doctor's hand. "As good as I look in the moonlight, I'm sure I'll look even better when I'm saving the day."

"You're saving the day?" The Doctor scoffed. "I think, at the least, it'll be a shared effort."

"Okay. Sixty-forty," Finn replied.

"Sixty-forty? To me?"

"Nah." Finn grinned. "To me. I'm the one who knows the future."

"I'll allow you that twenty percent if you give me something in return."

Finn quirked a brow. "Like what?"

"Like this." The Doctor pulled them to a stop and then before Finn realised what he was doing, the man's lips were on his. Finn froze up, unprepared, but then the Doctor reached up and carded his fingers through his hair. Finn gave in, melted into the kiss with a contented moan.

"Satisfied?" The Doctor asked, breathless as they parted.

Finn rested his forehead against the Doctor's, eyes slipping closed on their own accord. "You're devious," he murmured.

"I know," the Doctor replied with a low chuckle. "Now, let's go get you that sixty percent."

"Or we can leave and get pizza, watch Netflix."

Much to Finn's surprise, the Doctor actually paused to consider his words. After a few seconds of thought, the Doctor offered Finn a hopeful look. "Once this is over, let's do just that."

And really, who in their right mind would turn down pizza? Let alone pizza with the Doctor.

"It's a date," Finn said, and pressed a chaste kiss to the man's lips. "Let's get this over with."

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Next time... the tongue thing. Finn's a lil sassy. Also there's some drama but what else do you expect from our fav couple?