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"Where are we heading to exactly?" Alice inquired keeping in stride with him, seeing as she is almost equal in height to him but maybe just a few inches less.
He paused in his tracks and so did she, with a look of uncertainty written upon the Doctors features, "I...I do not have a clue."
She stared back at him with disbelief, "So now what? Are we just going to be walking about this hospital all day until something strange happens?"
"No, we're not going to do!" the Time Lord scoffed. Wiping the disbelieving expression of the young redheads face and being replaced by a more pointed one that read 'Come on I'm not that stupid. Because it's exactly what we're currently doing.' Which he seemed to have gotten off from her look straight away dropping his shoulders in defeat and letting out a heavy sigh, "Okay you're right because that's exactly what we're doing," the Doctor straightened up and began to walk away and Alice not far behind throwing her hands up in the air with frustration.
"Well isn't this fan..." at that moment Alice stopped talking as something strange caught her eye about the rain pelting against the window panes, "Uh, Doctor is rain supposed to fall down and not up."
He comes to stand beside the young woman, and they both gazed out, as the rain travelled up the windows. But all the Doctor could do was smile at her.
"See Ally? Told you it was the right plan."
"You never said anything about that."
"Of course I did," he offered with a slight sniff, "Just not long ago."
"No," Alice pondered before shaking her head in disagreement and wagging a finger at him, "I'm sorry, Doctor, but that wasn't even a plan! I also find it a tad ironic that something weird happens soon as I mention it. Because let's face it, neither of us knew the plan was going to work, which there wasn't even a plan in the first place, that would work. So now what genius?" she folded her arms across her chest and glared at him.
"But I..." he went to object but couldn't be asked and rolled his eyes in disbelief, "Ugh, I... Allons'y!" He grabbed the redheads hand and began to drag her along with him back in the direction they had just been. As they started running, the entire building shook violently, and Alice was thankful for not having tripped up once because she was wearing trainers today of all days. But the impact had knocked them to the floor, followed by a short burst of blinding white light beaming in through the windows and afterwards the shaking had ceased.
"Are you okay, Alice?" The Time Lord quickly asked, helping her up.
"Fine, thanks," she brushed herself down and straightened out her doctor's coat and is suddenly caught short by what her eyes see outside the window, "Well we're certainly not in London anymore that's for sure."
The Doctor looked at Alice somewhat puzzled, wondering if the young woman had hit her head when falling only to follow her line of sight to outside the window, discovering that we're gazing back at the surface of the moon.
"Shame we can't click your trainers together to get us back to Earth," the Doctor muttered before once again taking hold of Alice's hand and tugging her along down the corridor. They find themselves returning to the ward the Time Lord had been on awhile ago, people running around screaming in utter panic.
At that moment Martha had entered trying to calm and reassure people, "All right, everyone back to bed, we've got an emergency, but we'll sort it out."
Alice watched on, kind of impressed by her flatmate's reaction to the whole situation. That she wasn't as freaked out about it all. Suddenly, the Doctor pulled her backwards. Before she even had a chance to retaliate, just as the curtain gets drawn around his bed and without so much as a warning began taking off his pyjamas.
"Oh, for Christ's sake, Doctor!" the redhead quickly turned her back to him and covered her eyes, "Warn a girl before stripping down to just your birthday suit!" She finished voicing with disdain. He clears his throat from behind her, and she turned back to face him peering through her fingers, seeing him adorned in a new blue pinstriped suit. Dropping her hands away from her face and awkwardly clearing her throat, Alice asked whilst gesturing as his new attire, "New suit?"
"Yep," he responded, popping the 'p' at the end like he usually did, straightening out his maroon floral tie, "Thought I'd try out something new."
"It's nice blue suits you," Alice complimented with a genuine smile because she meant it the suit did look perfect on him.
He was about to say something back to her when Martha's voice cut him off, "But they're not exactly airtight. If the air was going to get sucked out, it would have happened straight away, but it didn't. So how come?"
In response to this, the Doctor exclaimed pulling aside the bed-curtain, "Very good point!"
"Ally! Where have you been?!" Martha asked with surprise but at the same time somewhat relieved she was okay.
"Well, certainly not sleeping with him," Alice implied with a scoff gesturing towards him, not wanting Martha to get the wrong idea when finding two people behind a curtain with a bed.
Martha raised a suspicious eyebrow at her flatmate, finding it rather hard to believe. The Doctor who was had gone bright red and speechless but quickly got himself into check afterwards, "Brilliant, in fact!" his voice coming out as a little high pitched but his exterior showed confidence only for the young redhead to roll her eyes and shake her head in annoyance, "What was your name?"
"This is Martha we share a flat together," Alice introduced the Doctor to her friend nodding in her direction.
"Alright, and Jones was it?" Martha nodded in response before the Doctor wandered over towards the window with the two women coming to stand either side of him, "Well then, Martha Jones, the question is, how are we still breathing?"
"We can't be!" Swales cried from beside them. Alice internally rolled her eyes, thinking the woman was being a little overdramatic but gave her colleague a reaffirming but comforting pat on the shoulder.
When the Doctor said insensitively, "Obviously, we are so don't waste my time."
Receiving a hard slap on the shoulder from Alice who was still using her other to comfort Swales, earning her an aggravated glare from him as he rubbed the spot where she hit him, "What?! You were rude!" She scolded, before glancing back in Swales direction, "Don't mind him. I just like to keep him in line."
But the Time Lord pretend to ignore her and turned the other young woman, "Martha, what have we got? Is there a balcony on this floor, or a veranda, or...?"
"By the patients' lounge, yeah," Martha recalls with a nod.
"Fancy going out?"
Alice noticed that her flatmate didn't even hesitate with her response, "Okay."
The Doctor cautioned her, earnestly, "We might die."
"We might not."
"Come on, Martha," Alice takes hold of her flatmate's hand with a small grin. Leaving Martha instead taken aback by her behaviour as the redhead now glanced over her shoulder at the Doctor, "Come on, slowpoke. We haven't got time to stand around. Get a move on will you."
He was somewhat perplexed by this take control attitude of Alice's, yet he was the one so used to being in charge of others. Told him that she wasn't one that liked to follow or at least she tried not to do it.
Coming to a split in at the end of the hallway, Alice tugged one way and Martha another, "Ally, it's this way you should know that by now."
"Of course it is," she cleared her throat awkwardly and turned to stride confidently in the right direction with her flatmate laughing at her from behind and returning a wink at her and sees the Doctor smirking, but she rolled her eyes, "Oh, get lost, Spaceman."
He groaned, and the smirk fell off his face "Do you have to keep calling me that?"
"Yeah, so get used to it," Alice beamed, as he let out another sigh of defeat.
There's a brief moment of silence until Martha asked her friend, "Alice, why are you calling him that?"
The redhead only but shrugged pretending not to have a clue what she was on about, "Have no idea what you mean, I just made it up on the spot," she shrugged again, "Besides I just wanted to annoy him a little that's all," knowing it was the most reasonable but believable explanation yet somehow Martha wasn't buying it and that there was more truth behind it. That Alice might know who this man is.
They finally made it to the patient's lounge and the Time Lord shoved open the doors with Alice and Martha not far behind. All three stepped outside onto the balcony. The young Noble was amazed by it all. They were actually on the moon she couldn't believe it, making her wonder how they got here was another thing. But it was pretty obvious to her that it's something extraterrestrial.
"We've got air!" Martha exclaimed from where she stood to the left of the Doctor and Alice on his right who got snapped away from her thoughts, "How does that work?"
"Just be glad it does," the Doctor answered which Alice nodded in agreement.
"That I'm thankful for. Would dread to think telling my mum and sister I died on the moon from suffocation," Alice could imagine their reactions already. It honestly broke her heart a little, "But then again... thinking about it," the redhead mused in thought, walking towards the walled balcony, "I'd already been dead so how could I of told them anyway. Think I'll leave that job to you next time Mr Smith," she folded her arms in front of her and leaned against the wall to face them both, "Let's just say, mum still isn't over with what happened at Donna's wedding last year so she'll give you a right thumping that's for sure if she ever sees you again."
The very thought made the Doctor physically shudder about getting smacked by Sylvia. Alice knew how her mother got when she had a temper and had witnessed a fair few times, look rather painful, so she doesn't blame him. Martha watched curiously as her friend pretend to put on a smile, and inform the man, "But no need to worry, Spaceman, no chance of me dying anyway."
He blushed about it slightly and nodded, "Well..." he dragged out before he and Martha came to stand either side of the redhead, all gazing out at the surface of the moon.
It was silent for a few moments before Martha began to speak up as Alice noticed a distant look in her flatmate's eyes, "Alice and I have a party tonight. My brother Leo's twenty-first. My mother's going to be really.." Martha trailed off, pausing slightly as Alice went to squeeze her shoulder in understanding, somewhat concerned for her friend.
"You okay?" the Doctor asked.
Martha nodded, "Yeah."
But Alice wasn't buying it and asked, "Are you?"
"Yeah."
"Want to go back in?" the Time Lord now asked.
Martha instantly shakes her head, turning her head slightly in his direction, "No way. I mean, we could die any minute, but all the same...it's beautiful."
"It's breathtaking literally," Alice acknowledged with sigh joking about it slightly. They may be stranded on the moon but had to appreciate the beauty of Earth before them.
"You think?"
"How many people want to go to the moon? And here we are!" Martha returned excitedly.
The Doctor smiles, "Standing in the Earthlight."
The young woman nervously bit her lip, with some hesitance, she glanced in his direction to ask, "What do you think happened?"
"What do you think?" the Doctor implied, as he watched Martha with caution.
"Extraterrestrial. It's got to be."
"And our winner is..." Alice did a drumroll of sorts on top of the wall with a cheeky grin and a wink, before gesturing towards her friend like a magicians assistant who in return giggled and the Doctor shake his at the redhead"Martha Jones!"
Trying to get her laughter under control Martha continued, "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," she lets out a deep shuddering breath, expression becoming sad, "I had a cousin. Adeola. She worked at Canary Wharf. She never came home."
"I'm sorry," the Doctor offered his sympathies as Alice went to squeeze her friend's hand in comfort.
Martha returned the gesture as she sighs, "Yeah."
"I was there," the Time Lord offered sadly, "In the battle..."
"Is that..." the redhead hesitates, "Is that where you lost Rose?" but the Doctor didn't need to offer Alice an answer when she probably already knew it herself. She takes his hand for a moment, giving it a consoling squeeze and letting it go.
"I promise you, Mr Smith, we will find a way out," Martha declared confidently with a nod as the Doctor stepped away from the balcony edge, "If we can travel to the moon, then we can travel back. There's got to be a way."
"Uh, Martha, I hate to break this to you, but Mr Smith isn't his actual name," Alice offered honestly leaving her friend to gaze back somewhat startled.
"You're kidding, right?"
"It's not Smith, that's not my real name," the Doctor repeats to confirm this, glancing over at Martha.
"Who are you, then?"
"I'm the Doctor."
Martha snickered, "Me too if I can pass my exams. What is it, then, Doctor Smith?"
"No," Alice tried to explain, "It's just the Doctor," followed by a nervous laugh off from the expression on her friends face.
"How do you mean, just the Doctor?"
"Because that's his name," Alice simply shrugged, "That's how he introduced himself to me when we meet at my sister's wedding."
"So you do know him?" Martha asked once Alice cringed realising she had just slipped up.
"Yes," the redhead nodded with guilt, before going to explain to her flatmate, "And I wanted to tell you, Martha, I did, but then you'd think I was crazy."
"Ally I'd never think that you were crazy, " Martha told her honestly with a smile and giving her hand a brief squeeze before asking with a frown nodding her head towards the man in question, "So, people just call him 'the Doctor'?"
"Unfortunately, " Alice nodded whilst rolling her eye in disbelief.
Which in turn Martha scoffed, "Well, I'm not, " she looked to the Time Lord, "As far as I'm concerned, you've got to earn that title."
"I told him that when we met," Alice informed her flatmate knowingly as they both stare back at him.
"Well, I'd better make a start, then, " the Doctor cleared his throat and mumbles, but he rather liked Martha pointing it out. Alice having to remind him of the very fact she had uttered it to him last Christmas, "Let's have a look, " he bent down to pick up a pebble giving the young women a glance of his bottom in those tight blue trousers which Alice couldn't help but ogle over which Martha caught her friend but doesn't say anything knowing it was pretty clear she found him attractive which she couldn't help but somewhat agree on too just as he now stood back up and threw the pebble as it bounced off and landed back on the balcony. All rather surprised.
"So it must be a force field, right?" Alice glimpsed in the Doctor's direction, who agreed with a nod.
"Right you are Ally, " he returned to her with a small smile, "Must be sealing in the air."
"Which to would make sense, " Alice acknowledged
"If that's like a bubble sealing us in, that means this is the only air we've got," Martha voiced with concern her eyes becoming wide, "What happens when it runs out?"
"How many people in this hospital?" the Time Lord asked both of the women.
"I don't know, a thousand?"
Alice sees the Doctor's expression become dark, which just sends a frightening chill down her spine, "One thousand people. Suffocating," his voice matching that of his face.
Both the women gasped, "That's awful," the redhead said, suddenly feeling a little nauseous not liking what was going to happen or will probably happen, "Who or what would do that?" As if on cue there's a roaring above their heads, as the noise of engines filled their ears.
"Head's up!" the Time Lord called, "Ask them yourself."
Spaceships come into their line of sight. They were enormous things. So gigantic Alice's jaw had dropped open. Landing on the moon meters away from the hospital as the large monsters marched towards them.
"Aliens," Martha gasps in surprise, "That's aliens. Real, proper aliens."
"Doctor, what are they?" Alice inquired to him as he stared out at the creatures.
"Judoon," he simply replied with no emotion in his voice.
Before Alice even had the chance to ask who the 'Judoon' are he hastily turned on his heels and dashed back into the hospital with a sense of intention. Both women shared a look of apprehension before they went following in after him. It wasn't hard to see that it was the Judoon's who had brought them to the moon, but the question remains as to why?