"..It's hardly the Queen's speech. I'm afraid that's been canceled," the familiar voice of Prime Minister Harriet Jones woke Zana from her sleep. "Did we ask about the royal family? Oh. They're on the roof..."
"No one thought to wake me?" Zana muttered tiredly, wiping the sleep from her eyes as she stood up. Mickey glanced at her and gave her a small smile before turning back the TV. She stretched her limbs and fixed her clothes before moving to stand next to Rose, who was watching the Prime Minister's speech with sorrow. She didn't even remember falling asleep last night, but it seemed like one of them had provided her with a pillow and blanket, which she was grateful for. Most of all, she was grateful that they had seemed to take to her. She was a part of this now, it seemed, and they happily accepted her.
"...But, ladies and gentlemen, this crisis is unique, and I'm afraid to say, it might get much worse. I would ask you all to remain calm. But I have one request. Doctor, if you're out there, we need you. I don't know what to do..." Zana looked at Rose, who had tears sliding down her cheeks. Rose shook her head and walked away, to the room that the Doctor was staying in. "If you can hear me, Doctor. If anyone knows the Doctor, if anyone can find him, the situation has never been more desperate. Help us. Please, Doctor. Help us. God help us. "
Jackie hurried over to her daughter, who broke down in tears, "He's gone. The Doctor's gone! He's left me, mum. He's left me, mum!"
"It's all right...I'm sorry." Jackie tried to comfort her.
"Rose..." Zana started but was knocked to the ground as all the windows shattered, which was accompanied by a loud booming noise.
"Are you alright?" Mickey moved over to her and helped her stand.
"Fine, yeah," Zana looked over herself, grateful that she wasn't cut by the glass. "That was a sonic boom, I think. Like when a jet takes off...it must be from the spaceship."
With that, Mickey rushed outside, followed closely behind by Rose, Jackie, and Zana.
"What...what are those people doing on the roof?" Zana asked, seeing lines of people standing on the edge of multiple different buildings. "Did I miss something?"
"We don't know what's going on," Mickey looked at her. "But whatever it is, it's not good."
Zana gasped as the spaceship came into view. To her, it looked like a small floating mountain with large spikes poking from the edges of it. Worry coursed through her, but she didn't move a muscle as it flew overhead. Everyone watched in silence, that was until Rose rushed back into the flat.
"What now?" Jackie muttered as they followed after her.
"Mickey, we're going to carry him. Mum, get your stuff and get some food. We're going," Rose informed as we made it inside.
"Where to?" Mickey asked.
"The TARDIS. It's the only safe place on Earth," Rose picked up the dressing gown the Doctor was wearing earlier.
"What're we going to do in there?" Jackie asked.
"Hide."
"Is that it?"
"Mum, look in the sky. There's a great, big, alien invasion and I don't know what to do, all right? I've traveled with him, and I've seen all that stuff, but when I'm stuck at home, I'm useless!" Rose exclaimed, clearly upset. "Now, all we can do is run and hide, and I'm sorry. Now, move. Oh, lift him up."
Mickey moved forward and grabbed the Doctor's legs as Jackie ran off to get the food and things Rose had requested.
"Zana, help," Rose looked up at the brunette, who was biting at her fingernails. It was a nervous tick of hers.
"Am I going with you?" Zana asked, moving forward to help her with the Doctor's arms.
"I don't see why not. You're not bad company," Rose gave her a quick smile before lifting the Doctor up. Zana couldn't help the grin that spread across her lips as they carefully carried the Doctor to ground level. Mickey almost tripped, Rose almost fell backward, and Zana nearly dropped the Doctor a few times, but besides that, they managed to get him down the stairs. Jackie was close behind, carrying several bags full of everything she could grab.
"Oh my god..." Zana gasped loudly as Rose opened the doors to the Doctor's spaceship. They stepped in and sat the Doctor down on the floor. She immediately spun around, taking in the interior of the TARDIS. It was...beautiful, to say the least. From the coral design, to the green lights, to the soft humming of the machine itself, it enchanted her. This was so much better than she could have ever imagined. She looked at Rose, who was leaning against...what Zana guessed was the control panel, and beamed. "This is such a better box than I expected."
"No chance you could fly this thing?" Mickey paid no attention to Zana's comment, instead turning to talk to Rose himself.
"Not anymore, no," Rose shook her head.
"Well, you did it before."
"I know, but it's sort of been wiped out of my head, like it's forbidden. Try that again and I think the Universe rips in half."
"Ah, better not, then."
"Maybe not," Rose sounded a tad annoyed. Zana didn't blame her. The situation was rather unique at the moment.
"So, what do we do? Just sit here?"
"That's as good as it gets!"
"Right, here we go. Nice cup of tea," Jackie opened her thermos.
"Mmm, the solution to everything," Rose fought the urge to roll her eyes.
"Now, stop your moaning," Jackie scolded, heading towards the doors. "I'll get the rest of the food."
"Tea. Like we're having a picnic while the world comes to an end. Very British," Mickey chuckled as Jackie left. Zana had managed to control herself. This place just looks...magical. "How does this thing work?" Mickey asked, pulling a computer-looking device that was connected to the control panel towards him. "If it picks up TV, maybe we could see what's going on out there. Maybe we've surrendered. What do you do to it?"
"I don't know. It sort of tunes itself," Rose joined him and pressed a few buttons. Beeping noises filled the air, making Zana laugh. Everything was just too cool!
"Maybe it's a distress signal," Mickey said to Rose, and Zana decided to join them. Strange symbols covered the screen, but Zana didn't understand it. It certainly wasn't English.
"A fat lot of good that's going to do," Rose muttered.
"Are you going to be a misery all the time?"
"Yes."
"You should look at it from my point of view, stuck in here with your mum's cooking."
"Where is she? I'd better give her a hand. It might start raining missiles out there," Rose started walking towards the doors.
"Tell her anything from a tin, that's fine," Mickey joked.
"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Rose smiled softly.
"I'm not that brave," Mickey shook his head.
"Oh, I don't know," Rose gave him a look before stepping outside. A scream filled the air, and Zana and Mickey both immediately went into action. Mickey dropped the thermos full of tea onto the floor before rushing outside. Zana went to follow, but all she heard was Rose yelling for her to close the door. So she did.
"What did I just do?" Zana breathed, realizing she just shut herself inside. She feared that if she opened the door, the aliens would get in, and Rose obviously didn't want that to happen. She should be out there, with Rose and Mickey! What good was she inside of here, with an unconscious Time Lord and a now-empty thermos of tea? It had spilled when Mickey dropped it, and quite frankly, that was worrying her as well. She was starting to rethink her whole decision to stay with Rose. She should have just went home! ...Was the TARDIS suppose to be making that hissing noise?
As if reading her mind, the Doctor suddenly sat up, causing Zana to let out a shout and jump back.
"Who are you?" he asked, standing up.
"Zana Kline," she informed, in shock. He just jumped up like he hadn't been asleep in the first place! "Uh...I guess I'm a friend of Rose's."
"Really? She's never mentioned you."
"A rather new friend of Rose's." Zana corrected, looking him over. "You're the Doctor, yeah? She told me about you. You're an alien...with a cool box...who can change his appearance..."
"Sounds like me," he nodded before dashing towards the doors. Zana frowned a bit as he opened them. He didn't seem as extraordinary as Rose had made him sound. "Did you miss me?"
Zana saw the most atrocious looking alien crack it's whip at the Doctor, who simply grabbed it and pulled it away from it, "You could have someone's eye out with that!"
"How dare-!" the alien moved forward to hit the Doctor with its staff, but the Doctor yanked it from his grip and broke it over his knee. Okay...maybe she was wrong about the extraordinary thing. That was impressive.
"You just can't get the staff. Now, you, just wait. I'm busy," the Doctor pointed at the alien before turning to the small group of humans to his right. Zana moved to stand with the others and was genuinely surprised when Rose pulled her into a hug, but she happily returned it. Mickey simply gave her a small smile, which she was happy about as well. She wanted to introduce herself to the Prime Minister, but the Doctor had started speaking. "Mickey, hello! And Harriet Jones MP for Flydale North. Blimey, it's like This Is Your Life!" He moved to stand in front of Rose, "Tea! That's all I needed, a good cup of tea! Superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin. Just the thing for healing the synapses. Now, first thing's first. Be honest, how do I look?"
Rose looked over him, "Er, different."
"Good different or bad different?
"Just different."
"Am I...ginger?"
"What an odd question," Zana mumbled to herself. These people were definitely something else.
"No, you're just sort of brown."
The Doctor pouted, "I wanted to be ginger! I've never been ginger! And you, Rose Tyler, fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me! Oh, that's rude. That's the sort of man I am now, am I? Rude. Rude and not ginger."
"I'm sorry. Who is this?" Harriet Jones asked, looking on in confusion.
"I'm the Doctor," he informed.
"He's the Doctor," Rose nodded.
"But what happened to my Doctor? Or is it a title that's just passed on?"
"I'm him. I'm literally him. Same man, new face. Well, new everything," he gave her a reassuring smile.
"But you can't be..."
He walked up to her, speaking his words softly, "Harriet Jones, we were trapped in Downing Street and the one thing that scared you wasn't the aliens, it wasn't the war, it was the thought of your mother being on her own."
"Oh, my God," the Prime Minister breathed.
His smile widened, "Did you win the election?"
She grinned, "Landslide majority."
"If I might interrupt," the alien leader spoke up.
"Yes, sorry. Hello, big fellow," the Doctor turned back towards him.
"What are they called?" Zana whispered to Rose, curious.
"Sycorax," Rose informed.
"What, like the Shakespeare character?"
Rose just gave her a look, "I guess so. By the way, are you alright?"
"Me? I'm fine. What about you?"
"I'm fine," she nodded before the two of them turned their attention back to the Doctor and the Sycorax.
"Who exactly are you?" the leader of the Sycorax asked loudly of the Doctor.
"Well, that's the question," the Doctor replied casually.
"I demand to know who you are!"
"I don't know!" the Doctor imitated the Sycorax's unique voice, "See, there's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am. It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy?" he winked at Rose, making Zana chuckle. "Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob," he paused and pointed at a large bed button. "And how am I going to react when I see this, a great big threatening button?" he laughed and made his way to it, making everyone run to keep up with him. "A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances, am I right? Let me guess. It's some sort of control matrix, hmm? Hold on, what's feeding it?" he crouched down and opened the base of the machine, and dipped his finger into the liquid that was sitting inside. "And what've we got here? Blood?" Zana grimaced when he tasted it. "Yeah, definitely blood. Human blood. A Positive, with just a dash of iron. Ah, but that means blood control. Blood control! Oh, I haven't seen blood control for years. You're controlling all the A Positives. Which leaves us with a great big stinking problem. Because I really don't know who I am. I don't know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button which should never, ever, ever be pressed, then I just want to do this!"
"No!" Rose and Harriet cried as he brought his hand down on the button.
"You killed them!" Harriet's assistant exclaimed, and Zana looked on in shock. Did he really just kill all those poor people?
"What do you think, big fellow? Are they dead?" the Doctor asked the Sycorax leader.
"We allow them to live," the leader looked down, almost as if he was embarrassed.
"Allow?" the Doctor scoffed. "You've no choice. I mean, that's all blood control is. A cheap bit of voodoo. Scares the pants off you, but that's as far as it goes. It's like hypnosis. You can hypnotize someone to walk like a chicken or sing like Elvis. You can't hypnotize them to death. Survival instinct's too strong."
"Blood control was just one form of conquest. I can summon the armada and take this world by force!"
"Well, yeah, you could, yeah, you could do that, of course you could. But why? Look at these people. These human beings. Consider their potential!" Zana raised an eyebrow. "From the day they arrive on the planet and blinking step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than- No, hold on..." he paused for a moment. "Sorry, that's The Lion King. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!"
"Or what?"
"Or," the Doctor grabbed a sword from one of the nearby Sycorax and ran towards the TARDIS, "I challenge you!" Every Sycorax in the room started laughing. Zana looked around, unsure of what exactly was going on. "Oh, that struck a chord. Am I right that the sanctified rules of combat still apply?"
"You stand as this world's champion!"
"Thank you. I've no idea who I am, but you just summed me up," the Doctor threw his dressing gown in Zana's direction.
"Uh, okay," she nodded, folding it over her arm.
"So, you accept my challenge? Or are you just a cranak pel casacree salvak?"
There was an eruption of roars from all the Sycorax at what Zana presumed was an insult.
"For the planet?" the leader asked angrily.
"For the planet," the Doctor agreed before the fight commenced. Zana watched anxiously, flinching every time their swords clashed.
"Look out!" Rose called as the leader brought its sword down in front of the Doctor.
"Oh, yeah, that helps. Wouldn't have thought of that otherwise, thanks," the Doctor replied sarcastically as the fight continued. Everyone was looking on in worry as the leader of the Sycorax elbowed the Time Lord in the stomach. They watched as he retreated through a tunnel and pressed a button, "Bit of fresh air?" Zana, Mickey, Rose, Harriet, and a few Sycorax rushed after the fighting aliens. Zana had to squint to see them, as the sun was shining bright. Rose let out a loud gasp and went running forward as the Sycorax leader nicked the Doctor on the nose. "Stay back! Invalidate the challenge and he wins the planet!" Zana rested a hand on Rose's shoulder, seeing how shaken up she was. To be honest, Zana was worried herself. She hadn't known that odd bloke for more than 10 minutes, but there was just something about him that made Zana want to know more about this idiosyncratic man.
"You cut my hand off!" Zana heard the Doctor shout and looked over to see him laying right on the edge of the ship, missing his right hand.
"Oh, my God..." Zana breathed.
"Ya! Sycorax!" the leader cheered as the Doctor stood up, not seeming too fazed by the incident.
"And now I know what sort of man I am. I'm lucky. Because quite by chance I'm still within the first fifteen hours of my regeneration cycle, which means I've got just enough residual cellular energy to do this," everyone watched as his hand grew back, shocked.
"Witchcraft!" the Sycorax cried.
"Time Lord," he corrected.
"Doctor!" Rose shouted, throwing him a sword she had pulled from a different Sycorax.
"Oh, so I'm still the Doctor, then?" the Doctor called.
"No arguments from me!" Rose beamed.
"Want to know the best bit? This new hand? It's a fighting hand!" Zana chuckled at his attempt at a Southern accent. The fight continued, and luckily it wasn't long until the Doctor disarmed the Sycorax. He hit it in the stomach with the hilt of his sword, twice, making it fall right on the edge of the ship. The Doctor pressed the blade into the throat of the alien, and for a moment, Zana believed that he was going to kill it.
"I win," he uttered instead.
"Then kill me," the leader glared.
"I'll spare your life if you'll take this Champion's command. Leave this planet, and never return. What do you say?"
"Yes."
The Doctor pressed the blade deeper into its flesh, "Swear on the blood of your species!"
"I swear!
"There we are, then," the Doctor grinned, shoving the sword into the ground of the ship. "Thanks for that. Cheers, big fellow!"
"Bravo!" Harriet clapped, as did Zana. That was tremendous!
"That says it all. Bravo!" Rose beamed as Zana handed her the Doctor's dressing gown.
"Ah, not bad for a man in his jim-jams," the Doctor commented as Rose helped him into his robe, "Very Arthur Dent. Now, there was a nice man. Hold on, what have I got in here?" He reached into the pocket, "A satsuma. Ah, that friend of your mothers. He does like his snacks doesn't he? But doesn't that just sum up Christmas? You go through all those presents and right at the end, tucked away at the bottom, there's always one stupid old satsuma. Who wants a satsuma?" The Sycorax leader got up and grabbed the sword that was lodged in the ship before charging towards the Doctor. Just as Zana was going to warn him, he threw the satsuma at a button on the ship, causing the floor to open up and the leader to fall through. "No second chances. I'm that sort of a man."
The solemn group headed back into the ship, where the Doctor stopped them just outside of the TARDIS.
"By the ancient rites of combat, I forbid you to scavenge here for the rest of time," the Doctor addressed the large assembly of Sycorax, "And when go you back to the stars and tell others of this planet, when you tell them of its riches, its people, its potential. When you talk of the Earth, then make sure that you tell them this. It is defended!"
As he finished his speech, each of them was engulfed in blue light, and a second later they were back on the surface of the Earth, which Zana was conflicted about. She was happy to be safe...but she was upset the adventure was over. She had just watched an alien sword fight, for crying out loud. This had definitely been the most exciting few days her entire life!
"Where are we?" Zana asked, looking around the unfamiliar street.
"We're just off Bloxom Road. We're just round the corner, we did it!" Mickey cheered, jumping for joy.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute," the Doctor stopped him as the spaceship flew off.
Once it was gone, Mickey grinned. "Go on, my son! Oh, yeah!
Rose beamed and jumped on his back, "Yeah! Don't come back!"
"It is defended!" Mickey shouted happily as Rose pulled him into a hug.
"That was brilliant!" Zana laughed as Rose embraced her. She happily returned the hug.
"That was fantastic!" Rose agreed, pulling back to smile at her.
"Looks like your Doctor's going to be just fine," she smiled as a relieved look covered Rose's face.
"You have to meet him, Zana. I'm sure you'd love him!"
She chuckled, shaking her head as Rose led her over to the Doctor and Harriet Jones.
"...Are there many more out there?" Harriet was asking him.
"Oh, not just Sycorax. Hundreds of species," the Doctor informed, "Thousands of them. And the human race is drawing attention to itself. Every day you're sending out probes and messages and signals. This planet's so noisy. You're getting noticed more and more. You'd better get used to it."
Zana looked down. Thousands, he said...More aliens were going to try to invade the Earth, and she wasn't sure if the human race was ready for that.
"Rose!" Jackie's familiar voice rang out, causing her and Zana to turn around.
"Mum!" Rose took off towards her and engulfed her in a hug.
"Oh, talking of trouble," the Doctor commented.
"Oh, my God! You did it, Rose! Oh!" Jackie cheered as her, Rose, and Mickey made their way towards the Doctor.
"You did it too! It was the tea. Fixed his head!" Rose laughed.
"That was all I needed, cup of tea," the Doctor smiled at her.
"I said so!"
"Look at him!" Rose said excitedly, making Zana laugh. Seeing her new friend happy was certainly a good thing.
"Is it him, though? Is it really the Doctor?" Jackie asked Rose before catching sight of Harriet Jones. "Oh, my God, it's the bleeding Prime Minister!"
"Come here, you," the Doctor chuckled and held out his arms, inviting her into a hug. Rose and Mickey joined in as well as Zana stood back, not wanting to intrude. She knew for sure that she certainly hadn't earned a place in their small family yet. Hell, she doubts she ever would. She had the feeling that this was goodbye.
"Are you better?" Jackie asked the Time Lord.
"I am, yeah," he nodded.
"You left me!" she looked at Rose.
"I'm sorry," Rose chuckled.
"I had all the food!"
"Tell them to fire," Zana spun around when she heard the Prime Minister utter those words to her assistant. What the hell was she talking about?
"Fire at will," the man spoke into his headpiece. Seconds later, five green beams of light shot into the sky, meeting in the middle before firing out into space, hitting the Sycorax ship. Zana covered her mouth with her hand as it blew into pieces.
"What is that? What's happening?" Rose looked around, confused.
"That was murder," the Doctor's voice became serious.
"That was defense. It's adapted from alien technology. A ship that fell to Earth ten years ago," Harriet informed professionally.
"But they were leaving!"
"You said yourself, Doctor, they'd go back to the stars and tell others about the Earth," she shook her head. "I'm sorry, Doctor, but you're not here all the time. You come and go. It happened today. Mister Llewellyn and the Major, they were murdered! They died right in front of me while you were sleeping! In which case we have to defend ourselves."
"Britain's Golden Age," the Doctor spat bitterly, making Zana frown. Surely he wasn't going to get upset with her. The Prime Minister did make a point.
"It comes with a price," Harriet sighed.
"I gave them the wrong warning. I should've told them to run as fast as they can, run and hide because the monsters are coming. The human race!"
"Those are the people I represent. I did it on their behalf!"
"Then I should have stopped you," he glared at her.
"What does that make you, Doctor? Another alien threat?"
"Don't challenge me, Harriet Jones, because I'm a completely new man!" He stepped towards her angrily, "I could bring down your Government with a single word."
"You're the most remarkable man I've ever met, but I don't think you're quite capable of that," Harriet sighed.
He studied her for a moment, "No, you're right. Not a single word, just six."
"I don't think so."
"Six words."
"Stop it!"
"Six." He walked over to her assistant and took his earpiece from his ear before whispering, "Don't you think she looks tired?"
Zana looked on, conflicted, as Rose, Jackie, Mickey, and the Doctor walked off. Should she go with them? Would they even want her too?
"What did he say?" Harriet asked her assistant frantically.
"Oh, well, nothing, really," he shook his head,
"What did he say?!"
"Nothing! I don't know!"
"Doctor!" she rushed forward a ways. "Doctor, what did you? What was that? What did he say?" She looked at Zana, who just shrugged. "What did you say, Doctor? Doctor! I'm sorry..."
Zana looked on with sympathy before quietly following after the group ahead of her. Her mind was running a thousand miles per hour as she watched them make their way into the Tyler flat, but finally, she decided to just head home. She didn't particularly enjoy goodbyes, and it seemed that saying goodbye to Rose, Mickey, and Jackie would be difficult for her. The Doctor, though? Well, Zana hardly knew him. And she was starting to think that was a good thing.
The streets were busy with happy families and happy couples as Zana sauntered along, earbuds in, tuning out the world. Her mind was still buzzing from the day before, and to be honest, she didn't think she would ever stop thinking about it. Could you blame her? She witnessed the world being saved by a man in his pajamas, then watched as he took down Harriet Jones. With just six words. Who can completely take down a government with just six words? Well, apparently the Doctor.
But who was the Doctor?
As soon as she had gotten home the next day, she tried to research him, to learn anything and everything about him, but very little of it made sense to her. She saw pictures a man in a black leather jacket, then a different man in an outlandish rainbow-colored coat, then another man in a yellow car. But besides that? Nothing. It didn't say where he was from, how old he was, or anything of the sorts, and that perplexed her. A man as incredible as him, yet no one seems to know him.
She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, just in time to see someone grab her arm and spin her arm so she was walking in the opposite direction. Zana looked up to see none other than the blonde locks of Rose Tyler.
"Rose? What are you doing?" Zana pulled out her earbuds and stuffed them into her pocket.
"Getting you," she smiled at her. "You disappeared last night before I had a chance to introduce you to the Doctor."
"Uh...yeah, sorry," Zana nodded. "How'd you find me?"
"The Doctor. He used the TARDIS."
"Where are they?"
"Right up there," she grinned excitedly, pulling Zana around a corner into a damp alley. The blue police box sat at the very end of it, which Rose seemed very eager to return to. Before Zana could protest, the door opened, and out walked the Doctor, clad in a brown pinstripe suit, trainers, and a tan trench coat.
"You must be Zana Kline," the Doctor gave her a half-smile. "I've heard a lot about you."
"Couldn't have been that much," she commented.
"Well...no."
Rose cleared her throat, interrupting the two of them. "Doctor?"
"What?" he looked over at her, seeming oblivious. She gave him a look, and a look of realization covered his face. "Oh! Yes, right."
"Go on."
"What's going on?" Zana looked between the two of them, confused. What the hell were they doing?
"Zana, Rose and I were wondering...if you would like to come on a trip with us?" the Doctor asked her as he slid his hands into his trouser pockets.
"You'll love it, Zana!" Rose gave her a smile.
"You hardly know me," Zana studied the two of them. "How would you know?"
"Because you seem like the kind of person who loves adventures, and that's the one thing guaranteed with the Doctor. He'll take you wherever you want to go."
"Seriously?" she turned to look at him. "Why do you trust me? I'm a complete stranger to you."
"I don't, particularly, but Rose does. And I trust her," he replied. "So, what's it gonna be?"
"I..." Zana looked between the two travelers, and every fiber of her being was screaming at her to say no. To just walk away and not get involved with them. "The whole Sycorax thing...is something like that going to happen again?"
"If we're lucky."
"Lucky? Doctor, if you don't mind my saying, while you did save the world yesterday, you did destroy Harriet Jones's. She was protecting us."
"She murdered hundreds," his face turned solemn. "She had no right."
"Just as you had no right to bring down her government," she shot back, annoyed. She could tell her and this...Time Lord weren't going to be the best of friends. "So tell me, who's really in the wrong here?"
"Okay, okay," Rose stepped in. "Zana, I'd really enjoy it if you came with us. I need another girl on board the TARDIS, to be quite honest."
Zana sighed. She liked Rose. Rose was a good person, and Zana honestly didn't see why she was with someone like the Doctor. Maybe there was something about the man Zana hadn't figured out yet.
"...okay," Zana reluctantly agreed, making Rose beam. "But only because you asked, Rose."
The Doctor opened the door, "Come on, then."
Zana followed the two of them into the TARDIS and was immediately awe-stricken once more by the beauty of it. She may not be too fond of the Doctor, but she did love his transport.
"It's called the TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimension In Space," the Doctor informed as the doors closed behind her.
"And it's your spaceship," Zana nodded.
"And time machine," Rose told her.
"Really?" she couldn't help but be impressed.
"Really," Rose chuckled as she grabbed onto the console. "So where are we going?"
"Further than we've ever gone before," the Doctor gave her a big smile just as a sound Zana will never forget filled their ears.
The engines of the TARDIS.
A/N: Broke it into two parts! Hope that helps! :)