I sat next to the Doctor's bed with my feet in his lap knitting. He'd decided to look in on a hospital after seeing something in the TARDIS and we'd been here for a few days now and I was bored out of my mind so today I'd brought something for my hands to do.
"Why are your feet on me?" he asked me.
"Because you dragged me here." I said without pausing my knitting.
"If you think nothing is happening here then we can always leave." He told me.
"And feel guilty if something did happen and we weren't here to stop it? I don't think so." I told him. He just smiled at me before the curtain was drawn back to reveal an elderly gentlemen with multiple people in white coats.
"Now then, Mr. Smith, a very good morning to you. How are you today?" he asked the Doctor.
"Aw, not so bad, still a bit, you know. Blah." The Doctor told him sticking out his tongue with his last word.
"Very descriptive." I told him and he just gave me another smile.
"John Smith, admitted yesterday with severe abdominal pains. Jones, why don't you see what you can find? Amaze me." A young black woman broke from the flock of white coats and moved to the other side of the Doctor pulling her stethoscope from around her neck.
"That wasn't very clever, running around outside, was it?" she asked us.
"Sorry?" The Doctor asked her.
"On Chancery Street this morning. You came up to me and took your tie off and she took it from you to put it on herself." She told us.
"Really? What did we do that for?" he asked her.
"I don't know, you just did." She said.
"Not me. I was here, in bed. Ask my wife, she's been complaining about sitting here all morning." He told her.
"Only before I grabbed something to do." I reminded him.
"Well, that's weird, cause it looked like you two. Have you got a brother and sister?" she asked.
"No, not any more. Just us." He told her and I looked down slightly.
"As time passes and I grow ever more infirm and weary, Miss Jones." The man said and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Sorry. Right." She said before putting one end of her stethoscope in her ears and the other on the Doctor's chest. She looked puzzled for a moment and I smiled at him, knowing she was hearing the dual heartbeat that signified our race. She moved her stethoscope to the other side of his chest and listened before looking up at him. He winked at her and she looked at me confused and amazed before I shrugged my shoulders.
"I weep for further generations. Are you having trouble locating the heart, Miss Jones?" the man asked her.
"Um. I don't know. Stomach cramps?" she guessed.
"That is a symptom, not a diagnosis. And you rather failed basic techniques by not consulting first with the patient's chart." He told her. He picked up the chart and received an electric shock which caused the Doctor and I to share a look before looking back to him as he dropped the chart.
"That happened to me this morning." Jones told the man.
"I had the same thing on the door handle." One of the white coats said.
"And me, on the lift." Another white coat said.
"That's only to be expected. There's a thunderstorm moving in and lightning is a form of static electricity, as was first proven by - anyone?" the man asked looking around.
"Benjamin Franklin." The Doctor answered him.
"Correct!" the man said sounding shocked.
"My mate Ben, that was a day and a half. I got rope burns off that kite, and then I got soaked.." the Doctor told them.
"Quite..." the man said not knowing what to make of what my husband said.
"... and then I got electrocuted." The Doctor continued.
"I told you to let go of the kite, but did you listen? No, of course not." I reminded him.
"But it was great fun." He said with his usual grin trying to make me smile at him.
"Stop it." I said forcing the smile down with difficulty.
"Moving on." The man said as he and his team moved on.
"Why would we appear in front of her?" I asked the Doctor once they were out of earshot.
"I don't know. Maybe we'll find out while we here." He told me and I went back to my knitting. As the day went by others came to check up on the Doctor and they even brought food for the both of us, which shocked me since I wasn't a patient. That was when it started to rain.
"Doctor." I said staring out the window. He followed my gaze to watch the rain. He crawled out of bed and we began walking around the hospital. We walked by a room and looked inside to see Jones and another doctor before continuing on. Suddenly the entire hospital shaking violently. The Doctor wrapped his arms around my waist and held on to something to keep us up and not hurt too badly. When the shaking stopped we looked around to the window and found that day had become night and we weren't in the same place as before. People started running and screaming as we learned we were on the moon. We pushed past the screaming people and grabbed his clothes and walked to his bed.
"All right, everyone back to bed, we've got an emergency but we'll sort it out." We heard Jones say. We watched her for a moment before the Doctor pulled the curtain around his bed shut so he could change and while we listened. "It's real. It's really real. Hold on!"
"Don't! We'll lose all the air!" the other woman with her told her while sobbing.
"But they're not exactly air tight. If the air was going to get sucked out it would have happened straight away, but it didn't. So how come?" Jones asked and I smiled at her words at the Doctor. He grinned at me and pulled aside the bed-curtain dressed in his blue suit.
"Very good point! Brilliant, in fact. What was your name?" The Doctor asked as we walked to the window.
"Martha." She answered.
"And it was Jones, wasn't it?" he asked her and she nodded. "Well then, Martha Jones, the question is, how are we still breathing?"
"We can't be!" her friend said.
"Obviously we are so don't waste my time." The Doctor told her and I elbowed him in the gut.
"Be nice." I told him and he just rolled his eyes.
"Martha, what have we got? Is there a balcony on this floor, or a veranda, or...?" he started asking her.
"By the patients' lounge, yeah." She answered.
"Fancy going out?" The Doctor asked her.
"Okay." She answered.
"We might die." I told her.
"We might not." She corrected causing us both to smile at her.
"Good! C'mon. Not her, she'd hold us up." The Doctor called as we took off. We ran to the patients' lounge and pushed the doors open before stepping onto the balcony.
"We've got air! How does that work?" Martha asked us.
"Just be glad it does." He told her.
"I've got a party tonight. It's my brother's twenty-first. My mother's going to be really ... really.." she broke off and I looked at her before stepping up to her.
"You okay?" I asked her.
"Yeah." She nodded.
"Sure?" The Doctor asked her.
"Yeah." She answered.
"Want to go back in?" he asked her.
"No way. I mean, we could die any minute, but all the same - it's beautiful." She told him and I smiled at her and stared at the landscape of the moon with Earth behind it.
"You think?" he asked her and I hit his arm.
"Of course it is." I said.
"How many people want to go to the moon? And here we are!" she said with a smile on her face.
"Standing in the earthlight." He said looking out from the veranda.
"What do you think happened?" she asked us and we gave each other a look before turning to her.
"What do you think?" he asked her.
"Extraterrestrial. It's got to be. I don't know, a few years ago that would have sounded man, 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." Martha told us and I looked down.
"I'm sorry." The Doctor said to her.
"Yeah." She said.
"We were there. In the battle. I lost most of my family." I told her before. We stared at the scene in front of us for a moment.
"I promise you, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, we will find a way out. If we can travel to the moon, then we can travel back. There's got to be a way." She told us before the Doctor and I started looking around the veranda for something to throw.
"It's not Smith, that's not our real name." The Doctor told her.
"Who are you, then?" she asked us.
I'm the Hunter and he's the Doctor." I told her.
"Me too, if I can pass my exams. What is it, then, Doctor and Mrs. Smith?" she asked us.
"Just the Doctor and the Hunter." He told her as I picked up a rock and handed it to him.
"How do you mean, just the Doctor and the Hunter?" she asked us.
"Just... the Doctor and the Hunter." I told her. How was that so hard to understand.
"What, people call you 'the Doctor and the Hunter'?" she asked us.
"Yeah." We answered walking up to her.
"Well, I'm not. As far as I'm concerned, you've got to earn the title of Doctor." She told him and I smiled at him.
"Well, I'd better make a start, then. Let's have a look." He threw the rock I'd given him and it hit something. "There must be some sort of force field keeping the air in."
"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 us.
"How many people in this hospital?" I asked her.
"I don't know, a thousand?" she guessed.
"One thousand people. Suffocating." I said.
"Why would anyone do that?" she asked us.
"Head's up! Ask them yourself." Above our heads ships were coming in before landing in front of the hospital. Once the ships had landed the creatures in them started marching to the hospital.
"Aliens. That's aliens. Real, proper aliens." Martha said stunned.
"Judoon." The Doctor and I said together. We went back inside and rushed down to the lobby to see the Judoon shine blue lights on people and saying human before using a black marker on the back of their hands. We hide behind some potted plants on the mezzanine level. "Oh, look down there, you've got a little shop. I like a little shop." The Doctor said smiling.
"Ignore it." I told him staring at the Judoon.
"Never mind that! What are Judoon?" Martha asked us.
"Galactic police. Well, police for hire. More like interplanetary thugs." The Doctor told her.
"And they brought us to the moon?" she asked us.
"Neutral territory. According to galactic law, they've got no jurisdiction over the Earth, and they isolated us. That rain? Lightning? That was them, using an H2O scoop." The Doctor told her.
"What's that about 'galactic law'? Where'd you get that from? If they're police, are we under arrest? Are we trespassing on the moon or something?" she asked us.
"No. But I like that. Good thinking." He said looking at her with a large grin on his face. "No, it's more simple."
"They're making a catalog; it means they're after something non-human, which is very bad news for us." I reminded him.
"Why?" Martha asked us and we looked at her seriously. "Oh, you're kidding me." He raised an eyebrow at her. "Don't be ridiculous. Stop looking at me like that."
"Come on, then." The Doctor said as we left the area. We ran through corridors ahead of the Judoon to make sure the Doctor and I wouldn't get caught by them. We ran into an office and the Doctor immediately sat at the computer and start examining it with his sonic screwdriver.
"They've reached third floor. What's that thing?" Martha asked us.
"Sonic screwdriver." He told her.
"Well, if you're not going to answer me properly!" she said to us and I looked at her.
"No, really, it is. It's a screwdriver, and it's sonic. Look." He said showing it to her.
"What else have you got? A laser spanner?" she asked us.
"We did, but it was stolen by Emily Pankhurst." I told her.
"Cheeky woman." The Doctor said and I just looked at him before he hit the computer. "Oh, this computer! The Judoon must have locked it down. Judoon platoon upon the moon. Cause we were just travelling past, I swear, we were just wandering, we weren't looking for trouble, honestly, we weren't, but we noticed these plasma coils around the hospital, and that lightning, that's plasma coils, been building up for two days now, so I checked in, we thought something was going on inside, it turns out the plasma coils were the Judoon up above."
"But what were they looking for?" Martha asked us.
"Something that looks human, but isn't." I said pushing the Doctor away from the computer and trying to get it to work.
"Like you two. Apparently." Martha said, still not believing us.
"Like us. But not us." The Doctor assured her.
"Haven't they got a photo?" she asked.
"Might be a shape-changer." The Doctor offered.
"Whatever it is, can't you just leave the Judoon to find it?" Martha asked us.
"If they declare the hospital guilty of harboring a fugitive, they'll sentence it to execution." The Doctor told her.
"All of us?" she asked us confused.
"Oh yes. If I can find this thing first..." I said before the screens showed all sorts of warning signs and alerts.
"Oh! Just that they're thick! Judoon are thick! They are completely thick! They wiped the records. Oh, that's clever." The Doctor said running his hand through his hair.
"What are we looking for?" Martha asked us.
"I don't know. Any patient admitted in the past week with unusual symptoms. Maybe there's a back-up." The Doctor said and I started trying to look for a back-up.
"Just keep working. I'll go ask Mr. Stoker, he might know." She said before running out of the room.
"Did you find it?" the Doctor asked me after a moment.
"Give me one minute." I said before finally bringing it up with a smile. "Let's go find Martha." I told him and we quickly ran to find Martha before running into her in the corridor. "I've restored the back-up."
"I found her." She told us and we looked at her confused.
"You what?" we asked her. We looked behind her to see two men wearing leather in helmets and knew there was something wrong with them.
"Run!" The Doctor said grabbing my hand and we ran into a stairwell. We ran down the stairs, followed by the men. We paused when we say the Judoon coming up and dodged out a doorway on the fourth floor. And continued running, the men hot on our tails, and skidded around corners before running into the radiology room. The Doctor closed and locked the door in the face of one of the leather men before pushing us behind the glass where the techs normally were. "When I say 'now', press the button."
"I don't know which one." Martha told him.
"Well let's find out!" I shouted at her grabbing books and looking through them as the Doctor worked on the machinery with his screwdriver. The door was broken down which made Martha and I look up in shock. "Now!" I pressed the button we'd found out started the machine and zapped the man with radiation, it's skeleton visible. After a moment it fell dead.
"What did you do?" Martha asked us.
"Increased the radiation by five thousand per cent. Killed him dead." The Doctor told her.
"Isn't that likely to kill you?" she asked him.
"Nah, it's only radiation. We used to play with roentgen bricks in the nursery." I told her coming out of the little safe area.
"It's safe for you to come out, I've absorbed it all. All I need to do is expel it." The Doctor told her before he started bouncing and hopping around. "If I concentrate I can shake the radiation out of my body and into one spot. It's in my left shoe. Here we go, here we go, easy does it..." He lifted his leg and started shaking his foot around with us watching him. "Out, out, out, out, out. Out, out, ah, ah, ah, ah. It is, it is, it is, it is, it is hot. Ah - hold on." He took off his shoe and threw it into the dustbin. "Done."
"You're completely mad." Martha told him, staring at him in shock.
"She's right." I told him. "You look daft with one shoe." He took off his other shoe and threw it into the dustbin with the first.
"Barefoot on the moon!" she said with a grin.
"So what is that thing?" Martha asked going to the leather man. " And where's it from? The planet Zovirax?"
"It's just a Slab. They're called 'Slabs'. Basic slave drones, see? Solid leather, all the way through. Someone has got one hell of a fetish." The Doctor said kneeling next to it.
"It came with that woman, Mrs. Finnegan. It was working for her. Just like a servant." Martha told us. The Doctor stood up and took his sonic out of the machine.
"My sonic screwdriver." He said sorrowfully.
"She was one of the patients, but –" Martha continued saying.
"My sonic screwdriver!" he cried again.
"She had a straw like some kind of vampire." Martha told us.
"I loved my sonic screwdriver!" The Doctor said.
"We all did dear, now focus." I told him.
"Doctor!" Martha called.
"Sorry." He said tossing his sonic away and smiling. "You called me 'Doctor'."
"Anyway! Miss Finnegan is the alien. She was drinking Mr. Stoker's blood." Martha told him.
"Funny time to take a snack. You'd think she'd be hiding. Unless - no. Yes, that's it, wait a minute. Yes! Shape-changer. Internal shape-changer. She wasn't drinking blood, she was assimilating it." The Doctor said. "If she can assimilate Mr, Stoker's blood, mimic the morphology, she can register as human. We've got to find her and show the Judoon. Come on!" he said before grabbing my hand and making us run. We were in the corridor when another slab walked by and we hid behind a water cooler. "That's the thing about Slabs. They always travel in pairs."
"Kinda like us." I said smiling at him making him smile at me as well.
"What about you two though?" Martha asked us.
"What about us what?" The Doctor asked her.
"Haven't you two got back-up?" she asked us and we gave her a strange look.
"Uh. Humans. We're stuck on the moon running out of air with Judoon and a bloodsucking criminal, you're asking personal questions. Come on." We stood up and started debated on where to go.
"I like that. "Humans." I'm still not convinced you two're aliens." We turned and stepped in front of the Judoon and jumped in shock at seeing them as he shined his blue light on the Doctor's face.
"Non-human." He said.
"Oh my God, you really are!" she said staring at us in shock.
"And again!" the Doctor said grabbing my hand and we ran the opposite direction as the Judoon shot after us. We ran up the stairs. We managed to lock the door behind us, emerging in a corridor where people were falling to the ground, gasping for breath as we walked. "They've done this floor. Come on. The Judoon are logical and just a little bit thick. They won't go back to check a floor they've checked already. If we're lucky."
"How much oxygen is there?" Martha asked. We turned and saw her kneeling next her friend who was giving oxygen to someone.
"Not enough for all these people. We're going to run out." She told Martha.
"How are you feeling? Are you all right?" The Doctor asked her.
"I'm running on adrenaline." She told us and I gave her a smile.
"Welcome to our world." I told her and we continued walked down the corridor.
"What about the Judoon?" Martha asked us.
"Ah, great big lung reserves, it won't slow them down. Where's Mr. Stoker's office?" The Doctor asked her.
"It's this way." Martha said leading us to her teacher's office. We walked inside to find it empty except for the late Mr. Stoker.
"She's gone! She was here." Martha told us.
"Drained him dry. Every last drop. I was right. She's a plasmavore." The Doctor said examining Mr. Stoker's body.
"What was she doing on Earth?" Martha asked us.
"Hiding. On the run. Like Ronald Biggs in Rio de Janeiro." I told her.
"What's she doing now? She's still not safe. The Judoon could execute us all. Come on." The Doctor said before we both stood up.
"Wait a minute." Martha closed Mr. Stoker's lifeless eyes before turning and leaving with us.
"Think, think, think. If I was a plasmavore surrounded by police, what would I do?" we looked in front of us to see the MRI sign just staring at us."Aah. She's as clever as me."
"Almost." I corrected her.
"Find the non-human. Execute." We heard the Judoon say.
"Stay here. We need time. You're going to have to hold them up." The Doctor told Martha.
"How do I do that?" she asked us.
"Martha, Hunter, forgive me for this. It's to save a thousand lives, it means nothing. Honestly, nothing." The Doctor told us before he kissed Martha. He quickly separated and grabbed my hand before we ran off.
"What the hell was that?" I asked him.
"It was just a genetic transfer. I swear. I'm sorry, I really am." He told me and I just stared at him for a moment.
"It's fine, but you might want to convince her of that as well." I told him before we came to the MRI room. We walked into the room, where the machine was making strange noises and a woman, Mrs. Finnegan I assumed, was working with the controls.
"Have you seen - there are these things, those great big space rhino things, I mean rhinos from space. And we're on the moon. Great big space rhinos with guns on the moon. And I only came in for my bunions, look." The Doctor showed one of his feet which was, of course, bunion free. "They're all right now, perfectly good treatment, I said to my wife, I'd recommend this place to anyone, but then we end up on the moon. And did I mention the rhinos?" the Doctor asked her pretending to be shocked.
"Hold him!" she ordered and the Slabs took hold of us as she continued to fuss with the machine.
"That thing, that big machine thing, is it supposed to be making that noise?" I asked her, knowing it's not.
"You wouldn't understand." She told us.
"Isn't that a magnetic resonance imaging thing? Like a ginormous sort of a magnet? I did magnets at GCSE." The Doctor told her.
"Well, you failed." I reminded him.
"But all the same." He said.
"The magnetic setting is now set to 50,000 Tesla." She told us with a small lift in her voice as though she was happy about this fact.
"Ooh. That's a bit strong, isn't it?" The Doctor asked.
"I can send out a magnetic pulse that will fry the brain-stems of every living thing within 250,000 miles. Except me, safe in this room." She told us.
"But... hold on, hold on, I did geography for GCSE, I did pass that one, doesn't that distance include Earth?" he asked her.
"Only the side facing the moon. The other half will survive. Call it my little gift." She said smiling at us.
"I'm sorry, you'll have to forgive me, I'm a little out of my depth. I've spent the past fifteen years working as a postman, hence the bunions - why would you do that?" he asked.
"With everyone dead, the Judoon ships will be mine, to make my escape." She said as though it explained everything.
"Now, that's weird. You're talking like you're some sort of an alien." The Doctor said smiling at her.
"Right-o." she said smiling at us and we feigned a shocked look for her.
"No!" The Doctor and I said.
"Oh, yes." She told us.
"You're joshing me." The Doctor said.
"I am not." She assured him.
"I'm talking to an alien? In hospital? What, has the place got an ET department?" The Doctor asked her.
"It's the perfect hiding place. Blood banks downstairs for a midnight feast, and all this equipment I'm ready to arm myself with should the police come looking." She explained.
"So, those rhinos, they're looking for you?" I asked her.
"Yes. But I'm hidden." She told us showing us her hand with the black mark on it showing she was cataloged as human.
"Oh. Right! Maybe that's why they're increasing their scans." The Doctor said.
"They're doing what?" she asked slightly nervous.
"Big chief rhino boy, he said, no sign of a non-human, we must increase our scans... up to setting two?" The Doctor said looking at me.
"Yea, those were his words." I told him.
"Then I must assimilate again." She said.
"What does that mean?" I asked her.
"I must appear to be human." She said.
"Well, you're welcome to come home with me and my wife. We can have cake." The Doctor said happily.
"Why should I have cake? I've got my little straw." She said pulling out a bendy straw from her purse.
"That's nice. Milkshake? I like banana." He told her.
"Chocolate for me please." I chimed in.
"You're quite the funny man. And yet, I think, laughing on purpose at the darkness." She told him and we gave each other a look before looking her. "I think it's time you found some peace. Steady him!" The Slab holding him moved his head to the side and I struggled against the Slab holding me.
"Leave him alone! Let him go!" I ordered only be thrown against the wall and getting knocked out.
When I came to I saw the Judoon in front of me and the Doctor lying on the ground. I immediately moved to him and put my hand on his cheek.
"You can't go. That thing's going to explode and it's all your fault." Martha said as the Judoon started to leave. Once they were gone I started applying pulmonary resuscitation techniques. "Let me help." She told me and I shook my head.
"No, it's fine. I got this." I told her. "One two three four five." I switched sides. "One two three four five." I took a deep breath and blew the air into his mouth. I tried it again, trying my hardest to bring my husband back. I smiled when he started coughing and taking deep breaths before falling to the ground next to him, making Martha move next to me.
"The scanner. She did something." She gasped out to him. Coughing, we watched the Doctor crawl and stagger to the MRI machine and unplug it. He came back to us and picked me up as well as helping Marta to stand. I wrapped my hands around his neck as they walked through the halls of the hospital to a large window.
"Come on, come on, come on. Come on, Judoon, reverse it." The Doctor begged as the ships left the moon. It then started to rain and I smiled at the sight. "It's raining. It's raining on the moon." There was a flash of white light and we all took a deep breath as we arrived back on Earth. The Doctor set me down and wrapped his arm around my shoulders with mine going around his waist as we quickly left the hospital. We walked away from the TARDIS before turning and seeing Martha stare at us. We smiled at waved at her with our free hands before going inside the TARDIS as a truck passed us by.
We materialized in an alley and walked out of it before watching a blonde woman storm out from the pub.
"I am not prepared to be insulted!" she called as a black man older than she was walked out with an older woman following along with Martha and two other adults around her age group.
"She didn't mean it, sweetheart. She just said you look healthy." The man told the blonde.
"No, I did not. I said orange." The older woman corrected.
"Clive, that woman is disrespecting me. She's never liked me." The woman told the man.
"Oh, I can't think why, after you stole my husband." The older woman told her.
"I was seduced. I'm entirely innocent! Tell her, Clive!" the blonde told the man.
"And then she has a go at Martha, practically accused her of making the whole thing up." The older woman said.
"Mum, I don't mind. Just leave it." Martha insisted.
"Oh. "I've been to the moon!" As if. They were drugged. It said so on the news." The blonde woman said.
"Since when did you watch the news? You can't handle "Quiz Mania"." The older woman insulted.
"Annalise started it. She did. I heard her." The younger woman told Martha.
"Trish, don't make it worse." The younger man told the woman.
"You're talking, Leo. What did she buy you, soap? A seventy-five pence soap?" Trish asked him.
"Oh, I'm never talking to your family again!" Annalise said before storming off.
"Oh, stay. Have a night out." The older woman said sarcastically.
"Don't you dare. I'm putting my foot down. This is me, putting my foot down." Clive said before chasing after her.
"Dad!" Leo said calling after Clive and following him.
"Make a fool of yourself! God knows, you've been doing it for the last twenty-five years! Why stop now?" the older woman said walking in the other direction with Trish following her.
"Mum, don't! I asked the DJ and he's playing that song later—" Martha looked at both her parents before looking towards us. We smiled before walking back into the alleyway towards the TARDIS. She followed us as we leaned against the TARDIS with a Vote Saxon poster on the wall next to us.
"I went to the moon today." She said.
"A bit more peaceful than down here." The Doctor said.
"You never even told me who you are." She said.
"The Doctor and the Hunter." He told her.
"What sort of species? It's not every day I get to ask that." She said with a smile on her face.
"We're Time Lords." I said.
"Right! Not pompous at all, then." She said sarcastically.
"I just thought since you saved our lives and I've got a brand new sonic screwdriver which needs road testing, you might fancy a trip." He told her.
"What, into space?" she asked.
"Well?" I asked her.
"I can't. I've got exams. I've got things to do. I have to go into town first thing and pay the rent, I've got my family going mad..." she listed off.
"If it helps, we can travel in time, as well." He said.
"Get out of here." She said not believing us.
"We can." He insisted.
"Come on now, that's going too far." She told us.
"We'll prove it." I told her. We walked back into the TARDIS and went back to that morning when she said she saw us. We left the TARDIS and saw her on the phone and walked up to her. "Like so." The Doctor told her removing his tie. "See?" before he pocketed it I snatched it from his hand and put it on myself.
"See you later." I said before he took my hand and we walked back to the TARDIS. When we stepped out again Martha stared at us in disbelief.
"Told you!" he said.
"I know, but... that was this morning! But - Did you... Oh, my God! You can travel in time!" she said as he tried to take his tie back from me.
"Get your own." I told him.
"Give it back." He told me and I gave him a look.
"You gave it up when you took it off." I told him.
"But hold on, if you could see me this morning, why didn't you tell me not to go in to work?" she asked us.
"Crossing into established events is strictly forbidden." I told her.
"Except for cheap tricks." He clarified.
"And that's your spaceship?" she asked us.
"It's called the TARDIS. Time and Relative Dimension in Space." He told her.
"Your spaceship's made of wood. There's not much room. We'd be a bit intimate." She said giving him a look which made me step between them and open the door.
"Take a look." She walked in and we followed her before she ran out again.
"Oh, no, no." she said. "But it's just a box. But it's huge. How does it do that? It's wood." She knocked on it and we leaned on the railing. "It's like a box with that room just rammed in. It's bigger on the inside." The Doctor mouthed the last bit with her and I elbowed him making him smile down at me.
"Is it? We hadn't noticed." He said as I shut the door behind her and he threw his coat aside. "All right, then, let's get going." We rushed to the console and started getting ready to fly her.
"But is there a crew? Like a navigator and stuff? Where is everyone?" she asked us.
"Just us." He said.
"All on your own?" she asked.
"Well, sometimes we have guests. I mean some friends, travelling alongside." The Doctor told her.
"We had - there was recently my sister. Rose, her name was, Rose. Anyway." I said dropping the subject.
"Where is she now?" Martha asked me.
"With her family. Happy. She's fine. Not that you're replacing her." I said quickly.
"Never said I was." She told me.
"Just one trip to say 'thanks', you get one trip, then back home. We'd rather be on our own." The Doctor told her.
"You're the one that kissed me." She reminded him and I clenched my jaw.
"That was a genetic transfer." He told her stealing glances at me.
"And if you will wear a tight suit..." she continued.
"Now... don't!" he warned her.
"And then travel all the way across the universe just to ask me on a date..." she said.
"Stop it!" I shouted at her. "We weren't lying when we said we were married so knock it off." I told her angrily.
"For the record? I'm not remotely interested. I only go for humans." Martha said covering herself.
"Good. Well, then. Close down the gravitic anomalizer. Fire up the helmic regulator. And finally - the hand brake. Ready?" he asked her with a smile.
"No." she said.
"Off we go." He said, pulling the hand brake making the TARDIS jolt and shake making us all hold on tightly.
"Blimey, it's a bit bumpy." Martha said.
"Welcome aboard, Miss Jones." The Doctor said holding his hand out for her to shake.
"It's my pleasure, Mr. and Mrs. Smith." She said shaking it with a smile on her face as we hurtled through the Time Vortex.