Chapter 2

Martha Jones-Smith

Martha Jones Smith was the woman who walked the earth. Currently though she was sitting in her home office.

She had gotten in contact with other old companions and with many of her contacts who knew of him.

Him being of course the Doctor

Currently nothing could be found on the whereabouts on either Jack or the Doctor.

She was in conference with some of the world leaders, many of whom owed her favors and debts and others who where very close friends, and they all said the same thing the Doctor had regenerated. Which matched up with what she and Mickey had theorized, from the last time they had seen the Doctor.

The problems where 1st no sign of Rose Tyler, 2nd the silence of Jack's end, and 3rd the Doctor refusal to answer his phone.

"Martha!" she heard Mickey yell out, instinctively she reached for her gun. Mickey was home too early. As a precaution she always kept a gun at hand.

Walking down the stairs he saw Mickey carrying a blond woman, not just any blond woman but the one who started all this mystery case.

"Oh my god" Martha exclaimed.

One hour later Rose Tyler was still unconscious, and Martha had found nothing to explain it.

With a frustrated bang as she hit the useless hand held alien medical instrument. It was giving her random number apparently, listing Rose's age as 63 and then 48 and then 23 the number going up and down, her temperature was as well going up and down her heart beats was one moment doubling the other singular, she was sure it was broken if she hadn't tried it on Mickey.

Her husband had quickly scampered over to the kitchen to prepare for the second time some tea. He entered when when Martha once again hit the handheld machine.

She thanked Mickey for the tea as she finally placed the useless machine on top of the dresser.

"Did you find anything babe?" he asked as he sat on the chair and Martha sat on his lap.

"Nothing physically, her heart beat is steady her body temperature slightly low but still within normal." she saw Mickey frown. "before you ask i don't know why she not waking up, this useless thing doesn't tell me anything!"

He let out a sigh, before kissing her cheek. He had spent the last hour while she was trying to check over Rose telling her what had happened.

With another frustrated scowl Martha stood up and reached for the medical device. Pointing it straight at Rose just as she began to stir. she noticed the machine was finally working right as it stopped reporting random ratings.

"Eugh, Jack, bring your big sis some thing for this headache." she said as she reach out to Martha who was frowning at the reading and had not been paying attention.

At least not until she heard a squeal followed by a thump. looking up she saw Rose standing up from her fallen position. Rose quickly grabbed the bedside lamp and wave it at them menacingly. It was almost comical if it wasn't for the fear from her eyes.

"Rose it's ok it's just us." said Mickey with his hand up before giving her, Martha, a look.

Looking down to the machine Martha realised how similar it looked to a gun as she threw it onto the bed.

Just as Rose said, "Sorry bro, i don't know you." in a perfectly good american accent. even Martha frowned perhaps she really wasn't Rose.

Martha could tell Mickey was thinking the same for a moment as his eyes shifted in confusion before shaking his head. She knew he was about to insert his foot into his mouth so Martha elbowed him in the gut. Making him grunt in slight pain but effectively shutting him up.

Using her best doctor voice Martha asked "what's the last thing you remember?"

The tone made Rose lower her guard enough to respond confusedly, "I- I was in an alley way,"

Good at least that matched where Mickey had found her.

"There was something else there, but i don't remember, it said something, I don't remember, it, it? they?...they stretched their finger towards me and i burned." her eyes glowing gold and skin almost look as if it was glowing, Rose shook her head, and it began to fade.

Martha frowned as she watched Rose, trying to cataloge every symptom. Rose turned back to normal before she said.

"Sorry what was i saying?" she loked at Martha and then Mickey, smiling.

Not good. What ever attacked Rose, also seemd to alter her memories. Martha eyes shifted over to Mickey and she realised he too had drawn the same conclusion.

"Rose do you remember-"

"My name's not Rose, it Marion." she said cutting Mickey off, Martha watched her husband apple bob she knew he was in painat having his oldest friend treat him like a stranger.

"R- Marion what else do you remember of the alleyway?" Martha asked for him. Mickey sent her a look thanking her.

"Alleyway?...Ah i remember, i took that as a shortcut because i was running late you see. i got a headache and then i woke up here." she looked from mickey to Martha shepeshily, "did you two perhaps helped me?"

Her hand was already placing the lamp back to it's proper place.

Unaware of the fact that her story had completely changed and she didn't even realise it.

"Yes," Martha responded "my husband, Mickey, was actually on his way to a job when he found you collapse in the alleyway. I'm a doctor you see Doctor Martha Jones-Smith.

She smiled that breath taking smile with her tongue, there was no way this young woman could not be Rose Tyler.

"Sorry not that i'm ungrateful, and i feel bad asking but could i perhaps borrow your phone, to call my brother?"

Martha poke Mickey for his phone. He pulled it out, still confused, hurt, and dazed, by the recent events.

Mickey handed Martha the phone before storming out of the room. With an exasperated sigh Martha handed it to Rose with a smile, before stepping out of the room to find mickey pacing in the hallway.

"Doesn't rember me. Probably doesn't rember Jackie." he was muttering. "She's not Rose, can't be."

"Mickey" Martha called out to him.

"Rose wouldn't forget us, Martha." he said placing his hands on her shoulders.

"Mickey pull yourself together," Martha said as she placed her hands on his cheeks, Mickey gave her a pained looked.

"She forgot about me, my childhood friend whom i've been together for so long forgot me."

"Mickey Smith," Martha began, "your friend need us now."

"What can we do, Martha? the Doctor refusing our calls, Jack is MIA. you saw Rose glow we can't even asking any organisation because then who knows what will hapend to Rose!"

"Hush now Mickey, if my hunch is correct the person she is calling now might have the answers."

Mickey looked suspitious, before shaking himself and taking a deep breath.

"Okay who is it?"

15 minutes later a loud screech of a car braking to stop could be heard quickly followed by the doorbell ringing. Martha and Mickey where greeted by Captain Jack Harkness who had a look of a naughty boy.

looking at Martha and Mickey both who had matching scowls. He smiled widely making him look extremely handsome he spread open his arms ready to embrace his fellow friends.

"Mickey and Minnie Mouse!" he proclaimed before embracing them both.

A/N I know i promised the other story would get a chapter too, but right now as it is i have a 9-7 6 days a week job. i am exhausted, but i do have the next chapter already written i just need to type it in. So soon, hopefully

Edited 2/14/15 just someminor fix ups, and cleaning.

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