Her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, Kayla glared resentfully at the Doctor. "Couldn't we have just gotten my ultrasound and leave?" The Time Lady hissed.
The Doctor gave Kayla a lopsided grin and leaned back in his hospital bed. He had, after realizing that the ultrasound would not take nearly enough time to for him to look around the hospital, made himself pass out.
The nurse staff had been sympathetic, of course, and assured Kayla, who was more exasperated than worried, that it happened very often and her 'hubby' would be fine. And, before Kayla could assure them that he was going to be okay, they promised to keep him overnight. This was not pleasing to the brunette and had spent the night in the TARDIS.
But now it was the next day and Kayla was sitting in an uncomfortable chair next to a hospital bed that had the Doctor reclining in it. She wasn't very happy; in fact, she was pissed, but it would look bad for a woman that looked more pregnant than she was to yell at her sick husband.
Because, as the Doctor had explained a while back, while she may be around 14 weeks pregnant, her body was functioning as someone who was 7 week pregnant, and she was bloating. That made her look even more pregnant than she actually was.
Before they could continue the conversation, however, the ward was suddenly crowded with a class of medical students with an old man in the lead that Kayla vaguely recognized as Dr. Stoker from the night before.
"Now then, Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith, a very good morning to you. How are you today?"
The Doctor winked subtly at Kayla and then responded to the man with, "Aw, not so bad, still a bit, you know. Blah."
Mr. Stoker turned to his class with a sigh. "John Smith, admitted yesterday with his wife for an ultrasound and passed out. Jones, why don't you see what you can find? Amaze me."
The pretty young black woman from the other day smiled at Kayla and then to the Doctor. Stepping forwards, she started to take her equipment off.
"That wasn't very clever, running around outside, was it?" the woman, Jones something, asked.
The Doctor exchanged a look with Kayla and then looked at the woman, "Sorry?"
The woman shrugged and explained, "On Chancery Street this morning. You and your wife came up to me and she took your tie off."
"Really? What did we do that for?" the Doctor asked.
"We were here," Kayla added.
The woman frowned. "Well, that's weird, cause it looked like you two. Have you got twins?"
The Doctor frowned and shook his head. "No, just Kayla and me…" He said wistfully.
"As time passes and I grow ever more infirm and weary, Miss Jones," Mr. Stoker sighed suddenly.
Miss Jones nodded quickly. "Sorry. Right," she apologized.
Leaning forwards, the woman put her stethoscope to the Doctor's chest. For a second, she listened, but then her brow furrowed and she moved the stethoscope to the opposite side, which allowed her to hear the Doctor's second heart.
Kayla, leaning forwards, placed a hand on Miss Jones. Startled, the woman nearly dropped the stethoscope. Instead, she looked over at Kayla and stared as the brunette winked at her.
"I weep for further generations. Are you having trouble locating the heart, Miss Jones?" Mr. Stoker spoke, startling them all.
Miss Jones, shaking her head, looked over at her teacher. "Um. I don't know. Shock?" She offered.
Mr. Stoker sighed, "That is a symptom, not a diagnosis. And you rather failed basic techniques by not consulting first with the patient's chart." Picking up said chart, he winced as he was violently shocked and dropped the clipboard.
"That happened to me this morning," Miss Jones said.
"I had the same thing on the door handle."
"And me, on the lift."
Mr. Stoker turned to his group that had all spoken about their experiences and said, "That's only to be expected. There's a thunderstorm moving in and lightning is a form of static electricity, as was first proven by - anyone?"
Surprising everyone and making Kayla want to punch him, the Doctor spoke up and answered, "Benjamin Franklin."
The teacher blinked. "Correct!"
The Doctor laughed and placed one of his hands over Kayla's. "Our mate Ben, that was a day and a half. I got rope burns off that kite, and then I got soaked…but Kayla just got to take pictures…."
"Quite..." Mr. Stoker said softly.
The Doctor grinned and finished, "...and then I got electrocuted."
His eyes widening, Mr. Stoker turned to the others behind him. "Moving on."
Once the group was out of sight, Kayla glared at the Doctor. "Seriously? You had to start talking about Ben? Now they think you're insane!"
The Doctor frowned. "But it happened!"
Shaking her head, Kayla sighed at the Doctor's stupidity.
It had been about two hours since the group had left, and an hour since the skeptical psychologist had exited the room while muttering about more tests. To the Doctor, it had been very funny, but to Kayla, it had been a nightmare.
Still, despite how either party felt the reason why they had come, a very strong current around the hospital, started to strengthen even more. The Doctor, being the Doctor, took out a monitor and started to fiddle with it. But after several moments, he set the monitor down with a huff.
"Oh just give it to me," Kayla huffed. Giving her a sulky look, the Doctor handed her the monitor and the brunette Time Lady started to fiddle with it. After several moments, she got up. "Come on. We gotta follow this."
The Doctor obediently got up from the bed and followed Kayla as she confidently walked down several corridors. For a second, they both paused at the door to the kitchenette, which had the lovely black woman from before saying, "But listen, I tell you what we'll do. We tell Dad and Annalise to get there early, for about 7:30…"
And her voice was out of the couple's earshot and they were at the end of the hallway.
"Oh my god," Kayla whispered in a mixture of both awe and shock.
The Doctor squeezed the brunette's hand. "It's a teleport," he stated.
Kayla nodded and, grabbing onto the side for support, she gave the Doctor a worried look. For the rain outside the window was no ordinary rain. Instead, the rain was going up.
"Get ready," the Doctor warned.
This was the last thing Kayla heard before she and the Doctor were thrown against the wall by a powerful shudder and all Kayla focused on was staying still and protecting her stomach. After several long moments, the shaking was over.
"Are you alright?" Kayla whispered to the Doctor though her face was still facing the wall.
The Doctor kissed her cheek and then said, "Yes."
At his answer, Kayla relaxed quite a bit and slowly sat up with the Doctor quickly following. Briefly, the Time Lord placed a hand on her stomach, as if to check that the baby was still there. Once that fear was placated, the Doctor got to his feet and helped Kayla up.
Outside, it was no longer raining, though that was to be expected. Instead, it was dark, like night, and eerily still. The hospital was also oddly quiet. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath and waiting for someone to be the brave one and look out the window.
Of course the Doctor and Kayla looked out the window before anyone else, and they were only mildly surprised at the sight of the Moon's landscape, of the Earth, of being on the moon.
However, no one else seemed to share this feeling. While the start of the screaming was hard to pinpoint, someone had to start screaming, and once that person started to scream it was quickly followed by everyone in the hospital.
Then once the screaming started, the pushing and shoving and running started. Someone had obviously thought that if they looked out a different window the Moon would be Earth again, but this wasn't going to happen. That didn't stop people from continuing to run around and scream at each other.
"Ward. Now." The Doctor ordered. Grabbing the brunette's hand, he pulled her behind him to their ward, which was harder than it sounds. Everyone seemed to be running downstairs, and the two were running through the screaming mass.
But luck seemed to be on their side, which never happened to either of them, and the two made it to their ward with no harm.
Breathing hard, the Doctor made sure Kayla was settled in the chair by his bed and was about to start getting dressed when the same woman who had been talking earlier came into the room and started to walk very quickly to the window.
"All right, everyone back to bed, we've got an emergency but we'll sort it out," the woman ordered almost distractedly
The Doctor eyed for a moment and shared a look with Kayla.
"I think she might do," the Doctor muttered as he pulled the curtains around them. 'She has medical training and can keep her cool.'
Kayla shrugged and threw the Doctor his shirt almost lazily at him. 'But we don't really need a companion, do we?'
'Not really, but it would be nice to have someone with us.'
Sighing, Kayla leaned back into the chair and soaked up the last few moments of relaxation before the Doctor nodded to her and pulled back the curtain to reveal his fully clothed, blue suited self. "Very good point! Brilliant, in fact. What was your name?"
There were two women now in the ward. One was hysterical and pressed against the wall while the other one, the one that Kayla assumed the Doctor was talking to, looked confused. "Martha," she answered all the same.
The Doctor nodded and threw the curtain wide open. "And it was Jones, wasn't it?" he asked, almost eagerly. The woman, Martha Jones, nodded, and made the Doctor grin at Kayla. "Well then, Martha Jones, the question is, how are we still breathing?"
"We can't be!" the hysterical woman on the floor cried out.
Kayla rolled her eyes. "Obviously we are so don't waste our time," She sniped almost automatically before turning to Martha Jones. "Martha, what have we got? Is there a balcony on this floor, or a veranda, or...?"
Martha's brow furrowed for a second as she thought. "By the patients' lounge, yeah."
The Doctor waggled his arms and nudged Kayla. "Fancy going out?" He asked both Martha and Kayla.
"Okay," Martha said with a small grin.
Kayla raised an eyebrow. "We might die." 'She's probably suicidal.'
Martha shrugged. "We might not."
'No she isn't!'
The Doctor took Kayla's hand. "Good! C'mon. Not her, she'd hold us up."
And as the three left, four if you counted Kayla's child, the other woman sobbed on the floor.
They found the patience lounge quickly and Kayla was the first one out. She breathed in and then grinned as she exhaled. "Clean but already thin," she stated.
Martha was less practical with her assessment. "We've got air!" She paused to breathe in a lungful and then frowned and looked at her two companions. "How does that work?"
The Doctor shrugged and looked around. "Just be glad it does," he remarked.
'She's about to break,' Kayla mentally warned as she watched Martha carefully.
Sure enough, the black woman grabbed onto the railing and looked distantly at Earth. "I've got a party tonight. It's my brother's twenty-first. My mother's going to be really...really…"
"You okay?" The Doctor asked quickly when Martha's voice started to break with emotion.
Martha nodded quickly. "Yeah."
Kayla frowned and eyed the girl. "You sure?" she pressed.
Martha laughed nervously and looked at the two. "Yeah," she repeated.
"Want to go back in?" the Doctor offered.
Martha shook her head. "No way. I mean, we could die any minute, but all the same - it's beautiful."
The Doctor nudged Kayla and arched his eyebrow. 'See,' he asked Kayla mentally while vocally he asked Martha, "You think?"
"How many people want to go to the moon? And here we are!" Martha cheered.
The Doctor nodded. "Standing in the earthlight," he put in.
Martha sighed and looked out at the Earth and then back at the Moon. "What do you think happened?"
Once again, she was nudged by the Doctor. Giving him the stink eye, Kayla asked Martha, "What do you think?"
Surprisingly, the black woman quickly answered. "Extraterrestrial. It's got to be. I don't know, a few years ago that would have sounded man, but these days? That spaceship flying into Big Ben - Christmas - those Cybermen things," At the topic of the Cybermen, the Doctor and Kayla froze, and so did Martha. "I had a cousin. Adeola. She worked at Canary Wharf. She never came home."
Kayla vaguely recognized the name and bit her lip. "I'm sorry," she apologized.
"We both are," the Doctor added.
Bowing her head for a moment, Kayla looked at Martha almost wistfully. "We were there. In the battle."
Looking uncomfortable, Martha looked away and took several moments to control herself. But she was soon looking back at the couple. "I promise you, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, we will find a way out. If we can travel to the moon, then we can travel back. There's got to be a way."
At the surname, the Doctor wrinkled his nose and Kayla groaned. "It's not Smith, that's not our real names."
"Who are you then?" Martha asked.
Kayla glanced at the Doctor and nodded her head only a slight bit. This made the Doctor grin. "I'm the Doctor," he started, "and this Kayla, my fiancée."
Martha nodded. "Me too, if I can pass my exams. What is it, then, Doctor Smith?" she asked.
"Just the Doctor."
Martha shook her head in confusion. "How do you mean, just the Doctor?"
Kayla sighed. "It's literally just the Doctor. His name is Doctor."
"Yeah," the Doctor added in.
Martha shook her head. "What, people call you 'Doctor?'"
"Yes!" Kayla all but snapped.
"Well, I'm not. As far as I'm concerned, you've got to earn that title," Martha huffed.
This statement made Kayla roll her eyes and the Doctor sulk a bit before he replied, "Well, I'd better make a start, then. Let's have a look," giving the two women a grin, he picked up a pebble and threw it at the force field. As they both had suspected, it bounced off.
"There must be some sort of force field keeping the air in," Kayla remarked, her brow furrowed. "Who would have the strength to do that?" Pondering this, she looked around at the others. "And what happens when it runs out?"
The Doctor froze and turned to Martha. "How many people in this hospital?"
Martha blinked and then shrugged. "I don't know, a thousand?"
Very slowly, the Doctor placed his hand on Kayla's stomach and drew her in. "One thousand people. Suffocating," he said darkly.
"Why would anyone do that?" Martha asked, her eyes wide and horrified.
Kayla suddenly nodded at the sky. "Why don't you ask them yourself? They're here now."
A giant, tall spaceship, much like a skyscraper, landed on the Moon's surface.
Kayla hissed at the ship. "Damn it, not them."
The Doctor squeezed her shoulder. "Aren't you still on the record for the Time Agency?" He asked quietly.
The brunette shrugged. "I have no idea what time period they came from."
Martha, however, had a different approach to the aliens then Kayla and the Doctor. "Aliens. That's aliens. Real, proper aliens," the black woman gasped.
"Judoon," the Doctor corrected in a darker tone than usual.
So, we come to the first official episode of series three, Smith and Jones, or as I have called it: Smith, Jones, and Harkness. I like how they all assumed that the Doctor and Kayla were married, and I can see them now not correcting others unless they needed to. I can see them planning on getting married during blink, mostly because they'd have a lot of time to kill.
Also, important note, I won't be able to update for a month because starting Monday I won't have internet. :( I promise I will get back to updating my stories as soon as possible, but until then I can't.
And now, review time:
NicoleR85: Martha will be very "doctor mode" when it comes to baby and Kayla. And she'll really get onto the two when they have to run or make them take breaks.
So, see you in a month! Please read and review!