What on Earth had he – no, what i not i on Earth had he got himself into? This morning, he'd woken up as usual, eaten breakfast as usual, got dressed as usual, gone to work as usual… Yet now, he found himself in a spaceship – a real, genuine spaceship! – of all things, with a beautiful girl from London and a rather grumpy looking alien who kept shooting evil glares at him.
Now that, he hadn't expected.
The chance to see the universe – it was something he'd dreamed of ever since he'd found out about Van Statten's collection, and the truth.
And what a truth. Even then, he couldn't possibly have imagined that it could be like this. That space travel, and time travel, could be approached with the same attitude as getting a bus home.
But it was so much more than that – the place, the TARDIS, was… Incredible. If he could get his hands on the technology used to… No, wait. He'd been with Van Statten too long. Besides, it wasn't him running the show anymore, and that woman – her name, as usual, escaped him - had hated him ever since he tried to ask her out a week after she'd joined the company.
That was another major advantage to this – he only had to remember two names, one of which wasn't even a proper
one, and the other… Well, he wasn't likely to forget her name.
She was absolutely stunning, he'd freely admit. But for all her assurances that she and the Doctor weren't together, he wasn't sure. The tension between them was clear, even to him. Still, he wasn't one to forgo a challenge. And even if he wasn't up to that challenge, the allure of the universe was far too strong for him to give it up. Even if it meant living with these two – he'd cope.
Besides, they couldn't be any worse than Van Statten and his constant jibes, could they?
He'd been warned about the danger - but if truth be told, he couldn't care less. So maybe his A-levels (six of them, all well deserved) didn't count for much out here. He was going to love it, he just knew it.