Chapter 15
Emma went back to sit next to the son of the older couple as the Doctor spoke to his parents.
"Hello," Emma greeted holding her hand out to him, "My name is Emma." She smiled without showing her teeth.
"Jethro." He responded coldly only pulling one ear bud out of his ears. Emma examined his outfit, black shirt, shoes, pants, and everything else.
"Not used to people being such jerks." Emma huffed back in her seat.
"Pretty girls," Jethro pulled his other ear bud out, "Think that the world would just be handed to them."
"People are not nice to me because I am pretty." Emma smirked devilishly, "They are nice to me because usually when they meet me, I am in an asylum."
"Sure." He reached to put his ear bud back in.
"Sure?" Emma laughed mechanically, "Don't believe me?"
"Oh look we have a genius." Jethro said with malice.
"And look another teen who thinks that he is a rebel by being a jerk to his parents!" Emma patted his head, "Oh you young little boy."
"Shut up." Jethro scooted down in his seat putting his knees on the back of the seat in front of him, "You don't even know me."
"Poor baby." Emma scooted down by Jethro in her seat as the Doctor and the other passengers laughed at a story told by Jethro's mother.
"Why are you still here?" Jethro defensively crossed his arms over his chest.
"Do you want me to leave?" Emma asked in the most innocent voice she could muster.
"Yeah." Jethro looked straight forward at the seat ignoring Emma.
"No, you don't." Emma leaned her head on his shoulder, "You're lonely."
"No, I am not." Jethro shot straight up and glared at Emma, "You can go now."
"I know that you feel lonely Jethro." Emma put a hand on his forearm, "I've been in your place. Being so alone even when you are surrounded by people who care."
"Stop." Jethro pulled his arm away from Emma.
Suddenly there was a loud noise and their vehicle came to a stop.
"Doctor?" Emma shouted over to her Doctor, "Do you know what is happening?"
"I'm going to go find out." The flight attendant walked over to the control room.
"What are your parents' names?" Emma asked Jethro as she sat up straight.
"Biff and Val." He said nonchalantly, as if he always addressed them like that.
"And the other two passengers?" Emma nodded over to the shorter woman and older man.
"Dee Dee and Hobbes." Jethro put his ear buds in and stared back at the seat ahead of him.
Emma sighed and stood up, "Stubborn child." She joined the Doctor in the seat in front of Jethro's parents.
"Hello." Val held her hand out to Emma, "I'm Val and this is my husband Biff." Emma shook Val's hand.
"Hello, my name is Emma." Emma smiled courteously at Val.
"Do you often travel with the Doctor?" Biff asked.
"Just as of late." Emma nodded to the Doctor, "You could say he stole me." Emma laughed loudly making Val and Biff laugh along.
"Everything will be just fine," The flight attendant came out of the control room, "The engines are just cooling down."
"Yeah." The Doctor stood up and flashed the psychic paper, "I am just going to go take a look for myself."
"Wait you can't go in there." The flight attendant tried to stop the Doctor, but he kept going into the control room.
Emma looked around at everything. Patterns of rainbow swirls covered the ceiling and the floor to match the seats. The walls were wood paneling.
"I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name." Dee Dee sat in the seat beside Emma.
"Emma Petrova." Emma held out her hand to Dee Dee.
"I'm Dee Dee; I came here with my professor, Mr. Hobbes." Dee Dee shook Emma's hand and gave her a warm smile.
"It is nice to meet you, Emma." Professor Hobbes nodded to Emma.
"Likewise sir." Emma nodded and flopped back down in her seat, pulling out her juice box and opening it.
"We are just taking a minor pit stop." The Doctor reemerged from the control room.
"These trips never take pit stops." Professor Hobbes stood up in front of the Doctor.
"We're broken down." Jethro said in annoyance.
"Oh great." Emma groaned wishing Jethro would just keep his mouth shut.
"Are we going to run out of air?" Val yelled towards the Doctor.
"No we are going to be just fine." Emma turned around to Val, "No one is going to suffocate."
"But we are broken down!" Val yelled at Emma.
"This air is on a circular filter." Emma explained gesturing in a circle, "We could live on here for seven years if we had to."
"Years!" Biff yelled, "Why would we have to be here for seven years?"
"Stop it!" The Doctor yelled at Biff.
"We could, doesn't mean we will." Emma said slowly, to try and get her point across to Biff.
"Everyone just take a seat and we will wait for us to continue on our journey." The Doctor sat a few seats ahead of Emma and sat there playing with his sonic screwdriver.
Emma sipped her juice box and went up to sit by the Doctor, "Anything else going on?" Emma raised an eyebrow at the Doctor.
"One of the pilots may have seen something running towards the vehicle." The Doctor said silently enough so only Emma would hear, "But it is nothing to worry about."
"Nothing?" Emma laughed. "Just a mysterious thing running towards us on a planet unknown." She whispered to the Doctor.
"Could be worse." The Doctor said taking Emma's juice box, "There could be ten of them running towards us."
"You really know how to comfort a girl." Emma watched the Doctor drink her juice box, "How dare you." Emma moaned as he drank all of her juice.
Their conversation was abruptly ended when a loud bang sounded from on top of the vehicle.
"What the hell was that?" Emma looked to the Doctor for answers.