Hello my Bowties! This chapter is going to be very long. Longer than normal! I'm going to try to make it at least 3,000 words (woohoo!)

I may even finish Human Nature this chapter and then go to Family of Blood! I'm sorry Human nature has lasted so long, but these episodes are so detailed!

I OWN NOTHING

Chapter 5

Martha Jones – 1st person

I was biking down the trail to the old abandoned shed where the TARDIS was hidden.

Once I reached the shed I left my bike outside and walked inside. I walked up to the blue police box.

I ran my hand over the wood. I went to pull out my key, but when I felt the door it opened.

"Someone's been here." I whispered, stepping inside

"Hey old girl, who's been in here?" I asked. She didn't show me anything. "I'm talking to a machine." I sighed and walked over to the console

I ran my hand over it as memories of the Doctor writhing in pain flashed through my head. A single tear slipped down as I walked over to the screen.

I pushed a few buttons and the doctor appeared on the screen.

"Is this thing working?" He asked, tapping the screen.

He began listing ruled for me to follow. I turned the dial next to the screen to fast forward through the rules.

"But there was a meteor! A shooting star! What am I supposed to do then?" I asked no one in particular.

I stopped turning the dial. "And twenty three. If anything goes wrong, if they find us, Martha, then you know what to do. Open the watch. Now, I've put a perception filter on it so the human me won't think anything of it, to him it's just a watch. But don't open it unless you have to. Because once it's open, then the Family will be able to find me. It's all down to you, Martha. Your choice." He began to walk off but came back. "Oh, and thank you."

The recording shut off. "I wish you'd come back."

Timothy Latimer – 3rd person

Tim knocked on Mister Smith's door and he opened it.

"I came to retrieve the book sir." Said Tim.

"Ah, yes! Good lad." Said Mister Smith, walking back into his room.

Tim looked over at a watch on the professor's mantle. It was giving him a weird feeling.

"Time Lord… hide me… Timothy, hide me." Tim heard a whisper come from the watch.

Tim opened the watch and a golden light flew out of it.

But Tim did not know that opening the watch got Baines's attention.

Tim quickly closed the watch and stuffed it into his pocket just as Mister Smith came back.

"Here it is." Said Mister Smith, handing Tim the book. Right when Tim touched the book he heard "the power of a Time Lord" and he saw flashed of Mister Smith running around doing incredible things.

"Is everything alright?" Mister Smith asked.

"Yes, yes, just fine." Said Tim quickly. "I best be off." Tim left the room.

He ran upstairs and into his sleeping quarters. He held the watch in his hands and stared at it.

He heard whispers coming from the watch and he opened it again.

"You are not alone." He heard above all the whispers. "Keep me hidden."

He saw glimpses of giant metal round things with a blue eye.

He saw an army of metal men marching. He saw humanoid creatures with tentacles coming out of their mouth.

He saw a man that turned into a wolf during a full moon. He saw many horrible creatures, and closed the watch.

Little did he know that on the other side of the school, Baines had noticed the sudden change in energy and taken a big sniff.

Son – 3rd person.

The son found a quiet place and he closed his eyes and his face was lit up by a green light, creating a telepathic connection with the rest of the family.

"There are traces, but they are faint." He thought. "The scent is confused. Nevertheless we must arm ourselves." The son opened his eyes.

"Activate the soldiers." He whispered.

Mister Clarke – 3rd person

Mister Clarke was walking down a path when a scarecrow jumped in his way.

"I say! Who's in there?" He asked.

He got no answer. More scarecrows surrounded him and he screamed.

"No! NO!" He screeched as then scarecrows took him away.

Lucy Cartwright – 3rd person

Lucy skipped down another path, a red balloon tied around her wrist.

A scarecrow came out behind her and grabbed her. Lucy screamed as the scarecrow took her away.

Jenny – 3rd person

Jenny was riding her bike down the path when a scarecrow jumped in front of her.

"Who's in there? Is it one of the school boys?" She asked.

The scarecrow started coming closer and she was surrounded by more.

She screamed as they took her away.

Rose Tyler – 1st person

After a long day of re organizing the library, I decided to go outside and see the grounds.

I found a class of boys shooting at dummies. The class was taught by non-other than the Doctor. "The Doctor doesn't like guns." I whispered to myself.

I walked up to the lady that the Doctor had been kissing earlier. Trying to hold back a bitter tone I said. "Excuse me."

The lady turned around. "Oh, hello! Are you new here?" She asked.

"Yes. I am the school's new librarian. My name is Rose Tyler." I said.

The lady looked slightly shocked when I mentioned my name, but she covered it quickly. "I am Matron Joan Redfern." Said the lady, now known as Matron.

"May I ask who that teacher is?" I said, pointing to the Doctor.

"Oh, that's Professor John Smith. He is the history teacher here." She said.

Oh Doctor, it was just like him to be teaching history above anything else.

Maybe he was undercover? But that didn't explain why he was kissing the Matron.

I left right as he gave a boy permission to beat Timothy Latimer, who had helped me organize the library earlier.

I quickly stepped back inside the library.

I sat at my desk looking at my hands when suddenly I felt like my head was exploding. I was still staring at my hands and I almost fell out of my chair when they shivered a bit.

"No… no, NO!" I said. "No! I can't go back!" I said.

I closed my eyes and concentrated. Something was wrong, the transferring between the universes was failing and I was going to get trapped in the void.

I put my head in my hands and thought about pulling myself through to this universe.

Mickey Smith – 1st person

"Something's wrong!" Called Pete. I ran over to where he was and looked at his screen. The readings where all wrong and the void was going wibbly.

Pete, Johnson, and I worked frantically to get the void stabilized. "I press this last button and it stabilizes the void. But Rose won't be able to come back or contact us. She'll be completely in that universe." Said Pete.

"It's what she wanted." I said. Pete looked right at me and pressed the button.

Rose Tyler – 1st person

Suddenly I felt fine again, but now I felt like I was complete. I must be completely in this universe now.

I'll never see Mickey again. Or Pete or Mum.

I had been concentrating so hard on staying that I hadn't noticed a maid standing in the door way. She was staring at me, her mouth slightly open.

Martha Jones – first person

"Are you alright miss?" I asked the librarian.

"Yes, yes. Just a headache, that's all." She said.

I could've sworn she had shimmered while she had her head in her hands.

"Miss, I'm afraid that I haven't met you yet. I am Martha Jones, one of the maids here at the school." I said.

"Nice to meet you Martha. My name is Rose Tyler, I'm the new librarian."

I almost fainted. It couldn't be! Rose was gone. I made a quick decision to watch her closely from now on.

Later that day I saw Rose walk outside of the school. After about I minute I stepped outside and followed her.

She was walking west, using the same route I took to the TARDIS.

She stopped in front of the shed the TARDIS was hidden in. I hid behind a tree as she looked around.

Rose stepped into the shed. I followed after her, being as quiet as I could.

Once I stepped inside I pressed myself against the wall.

Rose walked up to the TARDIS and stoked the wood. "Hey old girl, I've missed ya." She said.

She pulled out a key and unlocked the door. Suppressing my gasp of surprise, I followed her into the TARDIS.

Rose Tyler – 1st person

I ran my hand over the console. "Why is the Doctor here? What is he doing kissing the Matron?" I asked. I felt a soft hum. "I wish I was telepathic like the doctor."

I went around to the other side of the console, and noticed someone standing right in front of the door.

I gasped and stumbled backwards as I realized it was Martha the maid. "W-where you following me?"

"Do you know the Doctor?" She asked without answering my question.

"Who's asking?"

Martha pulled out a key identical to mine. "Miss Rose Tyler."

"Miss Martha Jones."

"Nice to meet you."

"Same."

There was a moment of awkward silence that I broke. "What happened to the Doctor."

"Can I trust you?" She asked.

"I never got rid of my key." I said, pulling out my TARDIS key.

I heard a bell in the distance. "Oh no. The school is going to be wondering where we are. Meet me at the pub tonight." Said Martha. She rushed out the door.

I ran after he but she was already flying down the path and out of sight.

I sighed and ran down the path, a few strands of hair flying out of my bun.

I flew into the school and down the hallway. I swung myself around the corner and into the library.

I almost cried out when I saw who it was in the library. I caught myself before I made a noise. I tried to straighten up my hair… and failed.

The Doctor turned to face me. He stumbled back a few steps. He quickly steadied himself. "Oh, hello. I heard there was a new librarian. I am Professor John Smith." He said.

"Oh! Yes, yes. My name is Rose Tyler. Nice to meet you Mister Smith." I said, holding out my hand and trying not to let my voice crack.

When I said my name he stumbled back some more and tripped over a chair. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"Yes, yes. You just seem so familiar. Please forgive me." He said, standing up and dusting himself off.

I looked into his eyes to find that his normal spark of fire was missing. This was not the Doctor, and I didn't know where he'd gone.

"Where you looking for anything in particular sir?" I asked him.

"Oh! Um… no. I was just here to return some books. I've borrowed quite a few since I started teaching here. Ah! Here they are!" He said, turning around to face a table with a stack of books on it.

"I'm not sure this is all of them, but it was all I could find." He said.

I nodded and went to pick up the stack of books. I stumbled a bit under the weight of the books and made it over to my desk.

"If that is all, Mister Smith, then you should be heading to your final class of the day." I said without turning around to look at him.

I heard footsteps heading out the door.

John Smith – 1st person

I was walking in the town with Joan. She was describing her husband to me.

"His name was Oliver. He died in the battle of Spy-On-Cope. We were childhood sweethearts...But you see, I was angry with the army for such a long time." She said.

"You still are." I said.

"I find myself as part of that school watching boys learn how to kill."

"Don't you think discipline is good for them?" I asked.

"Does it have to be such military discipline? I mean, if there's another war those boys won't find it so amusing." She replied.

"Well... Great Britain's at peace, long may it reign."

"In your journey, in one of your stories, you wrote about next year. Nineteen fourteen." She said.

"That was just a dream."

"All those images of mud and wire. You told of a shadow, a shadow falling across the entire world."

"Well, then we can be thankful it's not true. And I'll admit mankind doesn't need warfare and bloodshed to prove itself - everyday life can provide honor and valor and..." my attention started to drift towards two workers lifting a piano by a fraying rope. "Let's hope that from now on this, this country can... can find its heroes in smaller places..." I noticed a lady with a perambulator coming near the piano.

"In the most…" In noticed a boy tossing a cricket ball. "Ordinary…" I looked right at the boy.

"Of deeds!" I grabbed the cricket ball from the boy and tossed it at a bundle of spare scaffolding poles. The poles fall, hitting a plank of wood with a brick on the end. The brick flies into the air, up and over the piano- just as the rope snaps and the piano starts to hurtle to the ground. The brick hit a milk churn on a cart, making it fall over and stop the lady just as the piano falls.

The workers rushed over to the lady as I stared open mouthed at what I just did. "Lucky…"

"That was luck?" Asked Joan.

"Nurse Redfern, might I invite you to the village dance this evening? As my guest?"

"You extraordinary man!" She exclaimed.

I was sitting in my office, sketching Joan. "Finished."

She walked over to me. "Oh, you've made me far too beautiful." She said. "Are you sure that's not me?" She asked, pointing to a repulsive green creature.

"I am most certain it's this one…" I looked at the Matron. She was so beautiful, and without thinking I leaned in to kiss her. She met me half way and I kissed her softly.

"I… um…" I leaned in again, this time kissing her more lovingly. I heard the door ratlle and we broke apart as Martha rushed in.

"Martha! What have I told you about entering unannounced?" She looked right at me and rushed out.

But just before she closed the door I saw Rose, and she looked absolutely heartbroken.

Rose Tyler - 1st person

After classes had ended and I had finished crying my eyes out about the Do- no, John- kissing the Matron, I left to meet Martha at the pub.

She was waiting by the pub's sign.

"Hello! I…" She began.

I froze, staring at the sign. "Impossible…" I whispered.

"Rose, what's wrong?" Asked Martha.

"No… it can't be! I knew the cracks didn't just appear." I said.

"Rose…" Said Martha warily.

"Bad Wolf pub…" I whispered.

"Maybe we should sit down." She said.

I nodded absentmindedly and followed Martha to a secluded table.

"Rose, what's wrong with the name of the pub?" Asked Martha.

"A few years ago, when the Doctor was all northern and leather, we were on this spaceship being attacked by Daleks. The Doctor sent me home to protect me, but I couldn't leave him to die. So I looked into the heart of the TARDIS, because it's telepathic, and it brought me back to the space ship. I don't remember anything after that, but the Doctor said that I destroyed the Daleks with a flick of my wrist, and I sent the words 'bad wolf' to wherever the universe was ending." I said.

"The universe is ending… oh my gosh." Whispered Martha.

"Seems to happen a lot around me. Now, explain to me why the doctor doesn't remember anything."

Martha told me about the Family of Blood, and the Doctor using the chameleon circuit to hide from them. She told me about the fob watch and one more month until the family dies.

"He… he doesn't remember me?" I asked.

"He dreams about you. His room is right below where I stay. At night I can hear him tossing and turning and saying you name. One time he even said 'Rose, come back. I miss you. I love you.'" Said Martha.

I looked down. "But he's still falling for the Matron."

"I know, this could get complicated. Now tell me, why did you leave the Doctor?" She asked.

"The battle of Canary Warf. Do you remember the ghosts?" Martha nodded. "Well, the ghosts where cybermen, they had come through a crack between two universe. Yes, there are parallel worlds." I said before she could ask questions. "Then Daleks came and they opened this ark thing filled with thousands of Daleks. The Daleks and Cybermen had both traveled through the void, so we could suck them into the void. The void is the space between universes. It has absolutely nothing in it, no time, up, down, left, right, nothing. The Doctor tried to send me to the parallel world so I would be safe, but I came back. Since we had both been through the void, we had to hold on to these clamps so we wouldn't fall in when we opened the void to suck the Daleks and Cybermen in. But I slipped trying to pull my lever back up to keep the void opened. My dad from the parallel world caught me and we went back to his world. I was trapped there." I said.

Martha's mouth was hanging open. "Oh, but it gets better." I said.

"A few months later the doctor was able to talk to me, but he was a hologram. We talked for a bit, and I told him I loved him. He was talking and right before he said it, the connection cut. He never said it." I finished.

Martha had a tear running down her cheek. "I always thought that if I ever met you, I would hate you. He makes you seem so great, and he never pays attention to me."

"I thought he would've moved on by now." I said.

"He never shuts up about you."

"Oh… I feel bad now."

"It's ok. I thought you had left him. I didn't know you were separated. So, I guess more cracks appeared and you made it to this universe?" Martha asked. I nodded.

"Wait a second, where is The Do… John? Shouldn't we be keeping an eye on him?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah. Let's get back to the school. I think he's going to the dance with the Matron later." Said Martha.

We stood up and started to leave. With one last glance at the sign, I hurried up the path.

Martha Jones – 1st person

I was setting up some tea for me and Jenny when Jenny walked into the room.

"There you are! Come and look what I've got. Mister Poole didn't want his afternoon tea so cook said I could have it. And there's enough for two." I said. Jenny didn't move.

"What are you standing there for?" I asked her. Jenny sniffed very loudly. "Are you all right?"

"Yes, must have caught a cold." She said, coming over to sit across from me.

"Problem is, I keep thinking about them but I don't know what to do." I told her.

"Thinking about who?"

"Mister Smith and Matron. Cause it's never gonna last, he's gonna leave in a few weeks."

"Why?"

"It's like his contract comes to an end. And she's gonna be heartbroken." I said, getting slightly suspicious of her still blank expression.

"Leave for where?"

"All sorts of places. I wish I could tell you Jenny, but it's complicated."

"It sounds interesting. Tell me now." Jenny said forcefully.

I quickly changed the subject. "I could put a nice bit of gravy in the pot. And some mutton. Or sardines and jam, how about that?"

"Yes." Said Jenny.

"Right, hold on a tick." I said. I stood up and slipped out the door. Once it was completely closed I ran. I ran outside the building and Jenny shot a laser at me from the window.

They've got Jenny. I thought. I ran right to the library.

"Rose! They've found us!" I screeched. Rose dropped her book.

"Oh no. Martha, go get the watch, I have some stuff that may help."

Rose ran over to her sleeping quarters and I ran to Mister Smith's room.

I burst through his door.

"Martha! What have I told you?" Said John.

"They've found us, and I've seen them- they look like people, like us, like normal. I'm sorry, but you've got to open the watch." I said. I ran over to the mantle, and it wasn't there. "Where is it?"

"What are you talking about?" Asked John.

"A watch! You had a fob watch right here!"

"But we need it... oh my gosh, Doctor we're hiding from aliens, and they've got Jenny and they've... possessed her or copied her or something and you've got to tell me, where's the watch?"

"Oh, I see. Cultural differences. Those are just stories Martha." Said John.

"I need to snap you out of this!" I slapped him. "Wake up!"

"Martha! You are dismissed! Leave immediately!" He shoved me out the door.

John Smith – 1st person.

I was in the dance hall with Joan. I was getting us something to drink when I noticed Martha sitting across from Joan.

Martha Jones – 1st person

I sat down across from Joan. "Please, don't. Not again." She said.

"He's different from any other man you've ever met, right?" Joan gave a slight nod.

"And sometimes he says these strange things, like people and places you've never heard of, yeah? But it's deeper than that. Sometimes when you look in his eyes you know - you just know that there's something else in there. Something hidden. Right behind the eyes, something hidden away. In the dark."

"I don't know what you mean."

"Yes, you do. I don't mean to be rude, but the awful thing is it doesn't even matter what you think. But you're nice. And you're lucky. And I just wanted to say sorry for what I'm about to do." I stood up to face John, who was walking over to the table. I handed him the sonic screwdriver.

"Do you know what this is? Name it. Go on, name it." I told him. He stared at it for a few seconds.

"You're not John Smith. You're called the Doctor. The man in your journal, he's real. He's you."

Suddenly Mister Clarke burst through the door.