The Shakespeare Code

The Shakespeare Code!! An absolutely FANTASTIC episode, I absolutely LUBIFY it! (I'm sure that the fact that Rose is mentioned twice helps… Heh. ) So yes, I hope you enjoy it, yada yada yada, and off we go!!

(Please excuse any wrong lines! I'm writing this off of memory, so it is guaranteed to have one or seven slip-up's. And while I'm at it, please excuse any wrong punctuation and/or spellings, I'm currently in the midst of a minor writing block, but hopefully it'll clear up soon )

"After you." The Doctor shot Martha a large grin, and followed her out.

"Oh, you're kidding me." Martha shook her head in disbelief at the scene taking place in front of her. "You are so kidding me! Oh my god, we did it! We… traveled in Time!"

She gazed around in awe, her head spinning in a mix of joy and incredulity. "Where are we? Sorry, I have to get used to this, it's a whole new language. When are we?"

"Mind out!" The Doctor grabbed Martha's shoulders and guided her out of the path of the foul fluids that where being flung out of the window of the house above. "Somewhere before they mentioned the toilet. Sorry about that."

"I've seen worse. I worked Late-Night-shift before. But are we safe? I mean, can we move around and stuff?"

The Doctor furrowed his brow. "'Course we can. Why'd you ask?"

"It's like in the films! You step on a butterfly, and you change the future of the human race!"

"Tell you what then, don't… step on any butterflies. What have butterflies ever done to you?" He turned and started walking, Martha close on his tail.

"What if," Martha paused, grimacing at the substance covering her shoe, "What if, I don't know, I kill my grandfather?"

The Doctor looked back at Martha over his shoulder.

"Do you intend to?"

Martha smiled. "No,"

He focused on the road ahead. "That's Ok then."

"And this is London?"

The Doctor glanced around. "'Think so. 'Looks around about… 1599."

"Oh, but hold on! Am I alright? I'm not going to get carted off as a slave, am I?"

The Doctor tilted his head questioningly. "Why would they do that?"

"Well, I'm not exactly white, incase you haven't noticed."

The Doctor shrugged. "I'm not even human. Just walk around like you own the place. 'Works for me. Besides, you'd be surprised. It isn't much different to your time. Look, they have recycling, water coolers," He stopped to hear a man rant about the Earth burning into flames, "And global warming! Yes, and entertainment. Popular entertainment. Entertainment much better then back at home. For instance…" His beam grew and he raced along the street path, to be confronted by a huge circular building. "Oh yes! The globe theater! Brand new, just opened. Though, technically speaking, it's not a globe, it's a tetrahaidecahedron. 14 sides. Detaining… the man himself."

Martha gasped. "Wow, you don't mean…" She indicated her head in the direction of the globe theatre. "Shakespeare's in there?"

He nodded, the beam spreading across his face. "Oh yes!" He offered his arm. "Miss Jones, will you accompany me to the theatre?"

"Mr. Smith, I will!"

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"Rose would know." He felt his eyes mist with water, the room merging together, the candlelight's eerie glow expanding in the corner of his eye. Rose. She would know. She always knows. She understood more about him then he did himself. It hurt him to know she was out there somewhere without him. A sense of misery washed over him. His hearts churned unpleasantly within his chest. 'Rose…' "That friend of mine, Rose, she'd say exactly the right thing…" He felt a sudden urge to cry out, to yell until his lungs collapsed. To scream how much he loved Rose. He swallowed the forming lump in his throat, trying to shake the image of his beloved friend out of his mind. "Then again, it can't be helped. You're just a novice. I'll take you back home tomorrow."

Martha raised her eyebrows at his distasteful candor, her anger heating. "Great." She spat, before turning over and blowing out the light.

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"The power of the name works only once. Observe." Lilith drew a finger and pointed in Martha's direction. "I gaze upon this bag of bones and name thee, Martha Jones!" Martha's figure collapsed, causing the Doctor to lurch forward and soften her landing.

"What have you done?!" He yelled, his eyes widening in a threatening manner.

"Curious, the name has less impact. She's somehow out of her time. As are you, sir Doctor…" Lilith withdrew slightly, "Fascinating, there is no name. Why would a man hide his title in such despair?" Lilith's eyes shone in the flickering candlelight, a smile curling her lips. "Oh but look… There's still one name with power over the heart."

"Names won't work on me."

"Oh, but your heart grows cold, the North wind blows, it carries down a distant… Rose?"

A snarl danced upon his lips as a fleeting longing for Rose swooned throughout his body. He jumped to his feet, and swallowed the forming lump in his throat. "Oh, big mistake, because that name keeps me fighting."

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The Doctor jumped into the TARDIS after narrowly escaping a sharp arrow head.

Martha smiled, but then felt the grin slip away.

"Doctor… Rose… Who is she?"

The Doctor blinked, his expression blank for a few seconds, before turning his back to her.

Martha opened her mouth to speak again, but was cut off by the Doctor's slow drawl.

"She was…" He stopped, unable to finish the sentence.

Martha nodded her head and shot an apologetic smile towards his back.

The Doctor cleared his throat and walked over to the console, quickly wiping his tear-stained cheeks.

"Anyway, as I said before, gone now." He offered her a small smile.

'She may be gone,' Martha concluded, 'but she still lives within his heart.'

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Weeeell? You liked it? Hated it? Have a feeling of abhorrence with my personal views on what was going through the Doctor's head this episode? Any type of feedback at all will do!

(On a totally irrelevant note, I would just like to add that I am now 12!! (12 years, 26 days, 7 hours, and 19 minutes to be exact))

(I'm being serious, it is exactly that! Down to the very minute!! xD)