The Rain

Luke sat on the floor of the hospital, reading a comic he had borrowed from Clyde as his mum sat in a hospital bed waiting for doctors to come around and check on her. He was still angry with his mother for ignoring him about Rose's warning to stay away from aliens. He had thought about calling her, but he knew Sarah Jane wouldn't approve of that.

"Miss Sarah Jane Smith," said a doctor to a group of interns, "Admitted yesterday for chest pains. Jones, your theories?" A pretty black intern, who looked petrified to be called out in front of her colleges, stepped forward. She checked Sarah Jane's heartbeat with her stethoscope.

"Um, I don't know, angina?" Jones said.

The doctor rolled his eyes. "That is a symptom, Jones, not a diagnosis."

The girl looked embarrassed. "It's okay," Sarah Jane assured her, kindly. "Anyone could have made that mistake."

"Yes, of course," the head doctor said dryly, "You, however, failed the very basic task of checking the patient's chart." He picked up the chart at the end of Sarah Jane's bed, but when he did a blue spark of electricity shocked him and he dropped it.

"That happened to me earlier." Sarah Jane said, "When I tried to turn on the lamp."

"Me too," said Jones. "In the locker room."

"And me in the lifts," added another intern.

"It's only static electricity," debunked the head doctor. "There's a thunderstorm moving in, and lightning is a form of electricity as proved by…anyone?"

"Benjamin Franklin." Luke piped up, "In 1752, but at the time he didn't know what electricity was or what he could do with it, it wasn't until Count Volta in 1800 that humans were able to harness electricity, then it would take another 60 years before Thomas Edison made electricity a practical means of power."

"Very good." the doctor congratulated him, "and who are you?"

"This is my son, Luke." said Sarah Jane, "I'm sorry, he couldn't stay home by himself, so I had to bring him with me."

"I see." The doctor said, "you seem clever, Luke."

"He's the top of his class." Sarah Jane said, proudly, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Tell me," said the doctor, "What do you think is wrong with your mother?"

"I think it's all in her head and we should go home." Luke said sharply, looking at his mum. Sarah Jane shot him a dangerous glance. The doctor chuckled without much humor.

"Well, it seems like you have a lot learn." The doctor said. "It says here you have a history of heart failure in your family."

"Yes, I do." Sarah Jane answered. Luke got angry but didn't say anything, before he could listen to the rest of the conversation his pocket vibrated.

"I'm going to use the loo." said Luke. He hurried away from the doctors and flipped open his phone.

"Clyde?" Luke answered.

"Maria." Maria's voice corrected, "My mobile died, I'm borrowing his. Mr. Smith figured he located the source of the power usage, we're heading over there now with blueprints of the building."

"Is your dad bringing you?" Luke asked.

"No, we're walking, why?"

"You're walking in this weather?"

"What are you talking about?" Maria asked, "It's sunny."

"Are you kidding?" Luke said, "It's been pouring down here all day."

"Oh my God." Luke heard Clyde's voice in the background.

"Luke, it's raining on the hospital." Maria said.

"I know, it has been all day."

"No, Luke, it's raining only on the hospital. Like, there is just one cloud over the hospital, and everywhere else is fine."

Luke felt worry well up in his stomach, "You two better get here, fast." he said.

"We'll hurry." Maria said. There was a click, then the phone went dead.

He went back out to the clinic, the doctors had moved on, leaving Sarah Jane alone in her bed. "Clyde and Maria are on their way." Luke said, "they said this storm is just over the hospital. The rest of London is clear."

Sarah Jane looked worried, she flipped up her watch. "There are massive amounts of morphic energy in the hospital. That's new, it wasn't there yesterday."

"Does it have anything to do with the increase in plasmacores?" Luke asked.

"No," Sarah Jane said, "This looks like it's something different. What is going on here?" Just then Luke's phone vibrated again.

Luke answered, without looking at the ID this time.

"Maria?" he answered.

"Luke?" It wasn't Maria's voice this time, but Rose's. "I just called the house, where are you?"

"We're at the hospital; Mum was having chest pains…"

"Get out." Rose said. "Get out, now."

"Why?" Luke asked.

"Just do it!" Rose yelled, "Now! Go home!"

"Luke!" a voice yelled behind him, he turned to so Maria and Clyde, dripping wet and obviously winded, running up the aisle of beds, "Luke, Sarah Jane, look…look outside."

"Luke, listen to me, get out!" Rose shouted from the phone, "Get out!"

"Oh, my," Sarah Jane breathed. She was looking out of the window now.

"Luke Smith, you listen to me right now!" Rose yelled.

Luke looked out the window to see what everyone else was looking at, the rain…"The rain is going up!" he said out loud.

"GET OUT, LUKE!" screamed Rose, "NOW!" Before he could respond the hospital gave a great shudder and lurch. Luke fell onto the ground next to Maria, his phone skidded across the floor and shattered against the wall. He felt his nose start bleeding where he hit the floor. When he looked up the lighting of room had changed.

"No way." said Clyde, who was already up and at the window.

"What is it?" Sarah Jane asked, Luke got up and hurried to his friend. He suddenly knew why Rose wanted them to leave the hospital. The city of London was gone….they were on the moon.