A/N: Well, thanks for all your votes- as you can see the title has now changed- hope it didn't confuse you too much!

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Her arm moved almost by itself to reach out and touch the big box, which appeared to be made of wood.

POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX, she read as her fingers glossed over the wood. But was it really wood? It felt warm underneath her fingers and it vibrated softly. At her touch, the humming - which was clearly coming from the box - grew louder and more...insistent?

She gently touched the handle where the double doors met. Curiously enough, it looked as though the lock took a simple Yale key. As she contemplated trying to pick the lock (with a hairpin - traditional methods always worked the best), the handle grew warm beneath her fingers and actually began to glow. As she drew her hand back in surprise, the door slowly swung open. Instinctively, she stepped inside...

...And her jaw dropped.

Inside it was a cavern, a huge golden cavern, which could not have possibly fit in the wooden box in the tiny store cupboard, yet here it was- with glowing spheres impressed in the walls, boughs of...well, it looked like stone, but surely not... and in the centre of it all was an almighty column, blue and green, gently pulsating with light as it was surrounded by buttons, knobs, levers...and something that looked rather like a hammer. It seemed to Lucie to resemble a futuristic circular games console, but at the same time, it felt like it could be old, so incredibly old...

After standing there for what seemed like an age, she turned to face the doors again, intending to leave; she wasn't sure what she had stumbled across but whatever it was, she could feel waves of energy radiating from it right through her, and it made her edgy. Besides, she'd been on her way home...

Reaching for the door handle, she hesitated. Part of her felt an irresistible pull towards the central column, and she felt so compelled to touch it, just once before she left the curious machine. She could not explain the sensation; only that she had a niggling thought at the back of her brain that was telling her to reach out and touch it...she took another step closer to the console. And another...and another.

Then she was standing before it. She could hear a low, distant hum, which appeared to be emanating from within the machine itself.

"What IS this...?" she whispered to herself, as she tentatively reached out a hand and rested it against the warm tarnished brown metal that formed the rim of the console.

The hum became almost unbearably loud for an instant, and seemed to be projected directly into Lucie's head. And then, as soon as it had started, it was gone.

Then Lucie heard the scream.

It sounded like a woman, and was coming from a corridor which branched off the huge room, previously unnoticed by Lucie. Just how big was this place anyway? She wondered as she moved to investigate where the noise had come from.

Just as she made her way to the corridor, she bumped straight into a person, who was looking over their shoulder as they jogged down the corridor. Not a woman like Lucie had heard, but a man, a fairly young-looking man, about mid-thirties, wearing a rather damp dark brown pinstripe suit. In fact, there was a very brown aura about him - he had very brown, very messy cropped hair, and very brown, very warm brown eyes, which were twinkling with laughter as water droplets dripped from his hair.

Curiously, he was holding a pink plastic water pistol in his hand, and he was smiling broadly. His grin died on his lips as surprise and confusion settled on his face. He stepped back and looked at her, head tilted to one side.

"Hello," was all he said, a curious lilt to his tone. "And who are you?"

Lucie's mouth had gone dry, but she knew she had to say something. Backing away she began to ramble, "Sorry, I was just walking past and I heard a noise and I checked it out and the door opened and I looked in and I swear I was leaving but I heard a scream and I thought someone was hurt and my God it's bigger on the inside and I promise I'm leaving now I don't know what this is or who you are but I guess I'll leave you alone now but what the hell are you doing in the museum?" She blurted out all in one breath. The man before her cocked an eyebrow at the beginning of her spiel, and by the end he was looking a little dazed.

He was saved having to say anything by a new interruption.

"Bloody hell, Doctor, I am gonna get you so wet, you're gonna think you're in a -"

The dripping wet blonde girl had entered the room, armed with her own plastic water pistol, a blue one this time. She stopped abruptly as she caught sight of Lucie, and turned to the man, whom she had called 'Doctor'.

"Erm...did I miss something?" she asked him.

He shook his head. "Not really, I was just asking..." he turned to Lucie and waved a hand at her, as a prompt for her name.

"Lucie,"

"Yes, I was just asking Lucie what she was doing aboard the TARDIS, especially since I'd activated the cloaking device and the TARDIS should be invisible right now." the 'Doctor' continued. Lucie frowned. TARDIS? Cloaking device? What was he talking about? She began backing up, trying to locate the way out without taking her eyes off of the two people. The man reached out to her, a gentle, friendly gesture.

"Hey, hey hey, don't worry Lucie, we don't bite!" he said, in a tone which was clearly meant to be reassuring.

The girl next to him smiled. "He's not lying. Talk to us Lucie, we're just as interested in you as you are in us."

Lucie hesitated; as much as she wanted to find out more about the curious pair and their incredible surroundings, another part of her, perhaps the more logical part, told her to leave well alone, to just leave. They were clearly lunatics; they were having a water fight inside, for goodness sake! They made up words like TARDIS!

The man and girl watched her has she struggled with her inner turmoil, making no effort to interrupt her. Slowly but oh-so surely, her curiosity won. She lifted her chin and looked the man straight in the eye. "My name is Lucie. Who are you? Where are we? What the hell is a TARDIS? And what were you doing in the museum?"

The man's face, which had been tense and worried a moment before, relaxed into a wide grin. He reached forward and grabbed Lucie enthusiastically by the hand, making her jump.

"Pleased to meet you, Lucie!" he beamed. "I'm the Doctor, this is Rose -" he pointed to the girl who was still soaking wet but gave a little wave nonetheless. "- And this-" he waved his arm around, "- is my TARDIS. Home. Spaceship. Time Machine Whatever. An-y-way..." he continued, but Lucie held up a shaky hand.

"Spaceship? Time Machine?" she croaked.

The Doctor ran his hand through his hair. "Ye-es..." he said hesitantly."Yes. I normally don't tell people that straight away." He peered at Lucie closely. "Sorry about that."

"Doctor," Rose interjected before he could speak again. "I'm thinking maybe we could dry off, sit down, have a cup of tea and then talk?" she suggested. "It's just, I'm still wet, you're spouting out too much stuff in one go, and Lucie here looks like she might pass out."

The Doctor rushed to support Lucie, who did indeed feel a little light-headed. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it's all a little overwhelming, isn't it?" he murmured to her as he led her gently to one of the pilot's chairs beside the console. "So what we're gonna do is what Rose suggested- she's going to dry off, I'm going to shut up, and then Rose will make the tea and then we'll talk, yeah?"

From behind her, Lucie heard Rose huff. "Why am I making the tea? Why can't you make the tea while I dry off?"

"Because you always complain that I do it wrong, and because you are Jackie Tyler's daughter, queen of the tea-making!" the Doctor replied with a wink, before looking back to Lucie. "So," he said, "any questions?"

"Just one," Lucie replied.

"Ask away!" the Doctor said with a grin, "Ask-a-mundo!" Then the grin died, to be replaced with a grimace. "Oh. I will NEVER say that again." he cleared his throat in an embarrassed manner. "Anyway, question?" he prompted.

Lucie took a deep breath. Then she asked:

"How come your water pistol is pink?"

The Doctor's initial flash of confusion broke into a wide grin. "Oooh, I like this girl already!"