Hello people sorry I haven't updated in a few days but I was not at home I was travelling from one family member to another- My life is hectic! Anyway I thought I should make these chapters longer or else i'm never going to finish episode one let alone the others! Enjoy.

The building stopped shaking after a few moments. The Doctor spared a quick glance out of the window and recognized that they were on the surface of the moon. He could see the Earth up above in all its glory. He wasn't too shocked that the hospital had been transported to the moon, after all weirder things have happened. He couldn't think quite what yet but he would do.
People began picking themselves off the floor to look out of the windows, but the Doctor ignored all the people that had started screaming and crying at the fear of being stuck on the moon.
'They'll get over it.' He thought. His main concern was Rose who was not in her bed. He scanned the room quickly and then spotted Rose lying face down on the floor. He rushed to her side in an instant and rolled her over to see her head.

"You alright, sweetheart?" The Doctor asked her softly. She nodded but grimaced as this small movement made her feel nauseous.
"What happened?" Rose had heard him call her sweetheart and it immediately gave her strength so she tried to sit up .
"Well... we appeared to have ended up on the moon." He replied helping her to stand.
"The moon right, of course, because hospitals get transported to the moon everyday." She smiled. Just then the same medical student as earlier walked into the ward telling people to calm down and get back into bed.
"You get dressed, Rose." The Doctor told her closing the curtain around her. He went to join the medical students over at the window.

"Well these windows aren't exactly air tight. If the air was gunna get sucked out then it didn't. How come?" He heard one student say to the other.
"Very good point Miss...?"
"Miss Jones. Martha Jones." Martha said thinking this man -Mr smith?- was very good looking. Pity he had a girlfriend, Miss Tyler. Rose joined them wearing her pink shirt, jeans and converse once again.
"Don't worry Miss Tyler, Mr Smith. We will deal with this. Get back to bed." Martha said professionally.
"Don't worry 'bout us. We're used to this sort of thing." Rose reassured her with a smile.
"Martha, do you have a anything like a balcony on this floor?" The Doctor asked.
"We have a veranda by the patients lounge."
"Do you want to go outside them Martha?" Rose asked with an excited grin.
"We might die." the Doctor added when Martha nodded.
"We might not." She replied firmly.
"Now your getting it!" Rose grinned, happily following the Doctor out of the room. Martha smiled.

They stood on the veranda looking out at the moon in wonder. Well, Martha and Rose were, the Doctor was pacing up and down behind them thinking of a reasonable explanation.
"It's beautiful." Breathed Martha. To her left Rose nodded in agreement.

"Miss Tyler I don't know how this happened but we'll put it right. You and your boyfriend will be home safe at the end of this. I hope." She finished unconvincingly.
"I told you don't worry about us. This happens to us a lot and we're here to help. Plus he's not my boyfriend, we sort of travel with each other but not like that." Martha heard the defeat and disappointment in Rose's tone. She smiled thinking that perhaps it was Mr Smith who didn't want her. Well she might as well have a go, she might be his type. Neither woman noticed the Doctor smiling when he heard the disappointment in her voice as well. Perhaps she did want to be more than friends. 'No, shut up Doctor.' He scolded himself. As if Rose would ever want a 900 and something year alien.

"So, Martha Jones, what do you think caused this?" The Doctor asked standing next to Rose examining the surface.

"Extra-terrestrial. It's got to be. I mean what else could put us on the bloody moon?! It would have sounded mad a few years ago. But after everything that's happened, that spaceship hitting Big Ben,"

The Doctor grinned at Rose.

"Christmas day,"

Rose had to stop herself from laughing at the memory of the Doctor having a sword fight with a Sycorax in Howard's Pyjamas. As if reading her mind his grin grew wider. He took hold of her hand and laced their fingers together.

"Then those Cybermen and Dalek things."

Rose and the Doctor sobered immediately. He squeezed her hand affectionately as her eyes glistened with un-shed tears.
Martha looked over at her companions, she noticed their interwoven hands and felt a surge of jelousy.

"I had a cousin, Adeola, worked at Canary Wharf. Never came home." Martha stared of into space-literally-remembering her cousins funeral.
"We were there. In the battle. It was..." He trailed off not needing to explain how terrible it was.
"I lost my Mum and one of my best friends." Rose said suddenly, a tear making its way down her face. The Doctor embraced her in a comforting hug. She clung to him for a few moments then released him taking deep breaths to calm herself down.

Martha watched them with a mixture of jealousy and sadness.

"Miss Tyler what do you mean this happens to you two a lot?" Asked in confusion.
"Call me Rose. And well... we just seem to be in all the places where something weird and mostly wonderful happens at that time.
"Okay, so what should I call you?" She asked looking at the Doctor.

"I'm the Doctor."
"So what Dr Smith?"
"No, just the Doctor."
"Just the Doctor?"
"Yep!" He smiled popping the 'p'.
"People call you The Doctor?"

He nodded as if to say what's wrong with that.

"Well I'm not as far as I'm concerned you've got to earn that title."

"Oi, he has more than you'll ever know he's saved this earth so many times without anyone noticing." Rose defended. The Doctor smiled appreciatively at her for a few seconds before turning back to Martha.

"Better make a start then." With that he picked up a stone and threw it off the edge where it hit an invisible barrier.
"A bubble sealing the air in" He concluded.
"But hold on that means this is the only air we've got!"
"How many people in this hospital?" Rose asked Martha dreading the answer.
"I dunno... a thousand."
"That's horrible! 1000 people with such little air. 1000 people suffocating" Rose said hand to her mouth in digust.
"But why would anyone do such a thing?" Martha exclaimed.
"Heads up ask them your selves." The Doctor said to his best friend and his new one.

Bit longer this one but not much longer. I get so bored when typing it up though because I write in a notebook while I'm out. Hope you liked even if you didn't please review!

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