AN: Thanks for all the reviews I got for the last chapter! I'm glad you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. And a big thank you to Persiflage for beta reading.

Disclaimer: I don't own Droctor Who.

Chapter 4

A smile spread across the Doctor's face as he put his sonic screwdriver back into his pocket.

"It's working!" Mike exclaimed happily. He stood in front of a display to check the data it showed. "We did it."

"Oh yes!" The Doctor grinned at him. While the two of them had been working on the generator the Doctor had tried to be nicer to Mike. He had realised that he had been jealous because of the other man's flirting with Martha and he knew that it wouldn't help to act like a total prat. Martha surely didn't appreciate his earlier behaviour.

Martha smiled at both of them. "Good work!" she said.

"We should get back and tell Captain Bennett the good news," the Doctor said.

...

Captain Bennett immediately walked towards them as soon as they reached the control room of the space station.

"Did you manage to repair the damage?" he asked them.

"Yes, the generator is working," Mike reported. "We can activate the shields now."

"Well done!" Captain Bennett walked away to give the order.

The woman with the ponytail whom the Doctor and Martha had seen the first time they were in this room approached them.

"This is Lieutenant Vanessa Wright," Mike introduced her. The woman smiled at them, before she turned toward Mike.

"We have just found out why the ship is holding its position," she told him.

"Did you send a probe?" the Doctor asked her.

"Yes," she said, turning around to look at him. "That is how we found out. It's the same ship that attacked us the last time. We could see the damage from our weapons on the hull. They must have been just out of reach of our sensors the entire time to repair their ship. And they seem to be almost ready."

"But why is it the same ship? The Ladurians must have more than just one," Martha interjected. "Why don't they fly home and send another ship, or even more than one?"

"Of course!" the Doctor exclaimed a bit too loudly. Some of the people in the room looked up from their work to stare at him. But he didn't seem to notice as he ran a hand through his hair and made it even more unruly in the process. "The Ladurians are maybe not the nicest people in the universe, but I don't think their government would attack someone without provocation. Not even when they really want the natural resources the planet below us holds."

"So you mean the Ladurians who attacked this station aren't under orders from their government," Martha said. "And they only have one ship."

"Well, that's good news," Vanessa said. "We were afraid they might return with more ships. We wouldn't stand a chance if they did." She looked at her watch. "It's getting late. And I don't think the Ladurians will attack tonight." She looked at Martha and the Doctor. "You might want to get off this space station as soon as possible, given the danger. I wouldn't blame you. But if you want to stay and help us you are more than welcome after you repaired the shield generator. We need all the help we can get."

The Doctor and Martha exchanged glances.

"I think we will stay for a bit," the Doctor answered.

...

Martha stood in front of a small window in the cabin she and the Doctor shared. The Doctor had left to talk to Captain Bennett after they'd had dinner in the cafeteria with Mike. Vanessa had told him Bennett wanted a word with him.

She had also informed them that there was only one free room they could stay in while they were here. The Doctor had told her that wasn't a problem.

Martha sighted as she turned around to look at the bed that occupied the biggest part of the small room. She could clearly remember the first time they had shared a bed when they had met Shakespeare. It was a disaster. He had talked about Rose and how she would know what to do in that situation.

It had been much better in 1969 when they had pretended to be married. But she couldn't say that she had enjoyed it either. She had hoped that the three months they lived together and shared a bed would change their relationship. But all they did in that bed was sleep.

She didn't really want to share a bed with him again. She clearly still wasn't over him after all the time since they were stuck in 1969.

She sighed again as she walked to one side of the bed. She took off her jacket, her shoes and her trousers before she climbed into the bed and pulled the duvet over her body. She didn't want to take her trousers off while the Doctor was in the room. She would have felt awkward. And she didn't really want to sleep in her trousers either so it was best to get into bed while he was still talking with Bennett.

The door opened and the Doctor walked in. He smiled at her as he sat down on the bed next to her.

"What did Bennett want?" Martha asked him.

"Lieutenant Wright told him that I know some things about the Ladurians. He wanted some information about them. I think he's started to trust me after I fixed the shield generator."

He started to undress for bed and Martha tuned her head to look out of the window. When she looked at him again he was climbing into the bed next to her. He was wearing a T-shirt he must have been wearing under his dress shirt and shorts.

"You were very quiet when we were in the cafeteria with Mike," she said. While they had dinner she and Mike had talked the entire time, but he hadn't said a word. She wondered if something was bothering him.

"I was just thinking about the situation with the Ladurians," he answered. Martha couldn't shake off the feeling that something was bothering him. But she decided against pushing him into telling her. She knew him well enough to know that she wouldn't get him to open up if he didn't want to.

"Do you know what we can do to stop them if they attack again?" she asked instead. The fact that they couldn't do anything but wait for the Ladurians to attack was making her nervous.

"I'll think of something," he said. "You know we have been in worse situations."

"I know but the waiting makes me a bit nervous," she admitted.

He opened his arms for her and she gratefully snuggled up to him.

AN: Please let me know what you think. The next chapter will be up in a week because I usually only write on weekends. And this fic isn't that easy to write because English is not my native language.