Note: I changed my penname from MissBlackPotter to Leila-rose-bell.

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The Ties That Bind

TWO

Visions

He could see a cloaked figure, a harsh voice talking. He could barely hear the words that wrecked through his brain. Rose' face appeared, and faded. Stepping forward, he walked towards the source of the voice. It grew quieter, until there was an anonymous silence between them.

"Who are you? What do you want?" he called.

Slowly, the figure turned, but it was the woman in the being's arms that worried him the most.

The bloody face of Rose Tyler stared back at him, as a knife was held at her jugular vein. The creature's mouth opened and one word issued from it's jaws.

"You."

The Doctor sprang awake, pushing upwards. "What the hell is up with me?"

"Are you alright?"

The voice startled him and he turned to see a young woman, maybe in her thirties, lean in towards him, her brown eyes searching his. Her skin was brown, and her eyes showed a concern that he barely saw in other humans.

"I'm fine." The Doctor tried to pull himself to his feet, but the hand of the woman stopped him.

"The ambulance is on its way. They can check you over when they get here."

The Doctor shook his head. "No, they can't."

"Yes, they need to find out why you fainted like that."

"I'm absolutely fine! I'm awake now, so it doesn't matter!"

The Doctor realised that it was essential he wasn't taken to hospital, otherwise they would most likely dissect him, which wasn't a process he really wanted to go through. He hastily got to his feet, ignoring Martha. "Look, I've got to go. I'm fine, really."

People watched as he rushed out. Just down the road he could hear the sirens of the ambulance. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he began a brisk walk down the road, watching as the ambulance drove past, slowing as it reached the café.

Winding his way through the crowds, the Doctor quickly made for the TARDIS.


Martha had not expected the man to simply walk out. Any sane person would've made sure that they were fine, before marching off. She grimaced, wondering what she should do. She was already late back for work, what more harm would it do if she followed the man?

Sighing, she made her decision.

Hoisting her bag onto her shoulder, Martha rushed out the café, overhearing one of the customers muttering: "There is something strange about that man."

The words ran through her head. As she exited the shop, her eyes swept the surrounding area. Biting her lip, Martha headed towards a bridge that ran across the road. Jogging up the steps she halted at the top, leaning over the railing, her eyes searching for the long overcoat of the man, and the tuft of brown hair that would make him recognisable.

There!

He was pacing quickly down the road, throwing glances over his shoulder - probably ensuring no one was following him.

Licking her lips, she readied herself for some fast walking. Springing into action, she hurried down the steps, setting off at a fast pace, quickly making her way in the direction the man headed.

She watched as he stopped at a corner, glance over his shoulder and walked to the left into another road. Martha had ducked when he had glanced, but now she ran again, hurrying towards the road he had disappeared down. Stopping she peered round the corner, trying not to make others suspect and set off down, when her eyes could not see the man in brown.

It was not a road of such, only a disused alley. Tyre marks were made into the mud that was scattered around, and foot-prints showed up in the dirt. Fresh. A chill seemed to wind its way up her spine. Martha took a slow walk down the alley, stopping at the junction where a blue Police Box sat.

Something entranced her to stay here. There was no where else to go. The alley was closed off, and her quick mind informed her that the man must be inside that box. The only thing she could do was wait for him to come out.


The Doctor leaned on the console, his mind whirling. That had been a close call. If he hadn't woken up when he did, then he would've been in deep trouble. Thinking about the incident brought him to remember Rose in the vision.

Was it really a vision?

Or his mind playing up?

He ran a hand down his face.

Moving his fingers over the controls, the Doctor programmed the TARDIS to take him somewhere.

Anywhere.


What is he doing in there?

Martha leaned back against the alley wall, watching the doors of the Police Box. Then a strange sound seemed to emit from the Police Box. Her eyes widened, as the Blue Box disappeared before her eyes.

What the hell?

Hand on her chest, Martha calmed herself. Her heart had raced, and her mind fought to understand what had occurred. Shaking her head, Martha Jones left the alley behind, wondering if her questions would ever be answered as to who that man was.

Or what he is.

TBC

So what do you think? I only just found out - via the press release by the BBC - that Martha is a medical student, however I am not changing that. This is my interpretation of her. Please give me feedback and tell me what you think of her! There's more to come with her in the coming chapters!

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