A/N: Hello lovely people! It really has been too long hasn't it? Sorry about that. I bet some of you previous reviewers barely remember this story. But that's okay because I hardly remember writing it! Did I really beg for reviews on my last chapter?! God I am annoying!

I hope you enjoy!

The Doctor, Rose and Martha watched in slight awe as massive ships glided overhead, they were tall, heavy looking structures that sent out signals of threat and authority. All of the hospital's staff and patients stared out of the window in confusion and shock, their mouths hanging open. No one seemed to know what to say or do.

The ships lowered towards the ground and a tripod-like stand came out of the sides for landing.

"Blummin' hell," Rose murmered quietly staring at the ships, her eyes wide. The ships looked quite daunting.

"Tha's aliens. Real aliens. Real proper aliens!" Martha said her voice getting louder. "On the moon!"

"Well where would you rather see an alien? At Tesco's?" Rose asked Martha, who decided not to reply.

"Judoon." The Doctor told them seriously in a hostile voice. The two young women turned to look at him.

"Well, we certainly haven't seen them before. Well, I haven't, I would remember ships like that!" Rose said stepping closer to him instinctively.

The judoon marched in synchronisation towards the stranded hospital.

-~DW~-

"What should we do?" Rose asked the Doctor calmly when the Judoon entered the air bubble and through the hospital doors. Martha looked at him too, waiting for an answer, he seemed the one to get them from.

"I say we go to the reception to see what's going on." He replied after a moment. The girls both nodded and followed him back through the doors. Meanwhile, in Mr Stoker's office, Ms Finnegan sucked Mr stoker's blood through a straw. (Yum!)

-~DW~-

In the reception, people were screaming and clambering over each other to find somewhere to hide while a Judoon, which looked rather like a rhino, Rose thought, shouted out words which made no sense and sounded like a three year old trying to make up a rhyming poem. The other space-rhinos, which were still masked, took out guns, understanding the gobble-de-gook as and order.

"Umm, we are citizens of planet Earth, we welcome you in peace." One trainee doctor spoke up, he was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. He spoke to the obvious leader who just grunted and pressed the young man up against a wall.

"Please don't hurt me, I was just trying to help. I'm sorry, please don't hurt me." The man said, obviously trying to sound calm but there was more than a hint of desperation. There was a red device held in front of his mouth while he talked, the Judoon then pressed the device to a hole in his space suit/armour.

"Language assimilated." The Judoon said in a rough voice. "Designated Earth: English. You will be catalogued." In a flash, he-it?- pulled out another red contraption and pointed it at the man's head. The gadget shone a blue light and made a scanning noise.

"Catagory: human." The Judoon seemed satisfied. He took the trainee's hand and put on a black cross which was done with a squeaky pen concealed in the end of the red stick.

The Judoon moved away from the man, dismissing him. "Catalogue all suspects." And with that the cataloguing began.

-~DW~-

"Ah, they've got a little shop! Look Rose! We love the little shop!" The Doctor said happily seemingly oblivious to the chaos going on around them.

"Ah yeah, love the little shop!" Rose agreed.

"Never mind that!" Martha said, interrupting them grinning at each other like loons. "What are 'Judoon'?"

"They're like police. Well, police for hire...more like interplanetary thugs." He said turning back and looking at the commotion below them.

"And they brought us to the moon, yeah?" Rose asked, just before Martha was about to.

He nodded. "It's neutral territory. Called inter-galactic law, they've got their Jurisdiction over the Earth so they isolated it. That rain, and lightning? That was them, using a H20 scoop."

Rose nodded accepting this explaination while moving a leaf from the plant they were near as is nearly went up her nose. Martha looked at the pair confusedly.

"What you on about 'Inter-galactic law'? I mean where did you get that from?"

"Probably off Star-trek and he just wanted to sound clever." Rose teased, her tongue poking out the side of her mouth. The Doctor looked at her with a childish pout stuck on his face.

"You watch it Rose Tyler, you might actually hurt me one day." With that he moved, dragging Rose by the hand to get a closer look just around the corner of glass, leaving Martha to follow behind.

I think I will concentrate on this story now, seeing as I have been neglecting it. Any good or should I go in to a small alcove and never write again?