Donna Noble ran out of the TARDIS, The Doctor and Rose still inside, her laughing at him and he insultedly informing her that if he was doing such a terrible job, she could drive! But there was one problem. The Doctor had managed to get the right time, and the right planet even, but it was the wrong part of London.

"I said Saint Mary's! What sort of Martian are you? Where is this?" She yelled back at The Doctor who stuck his out of the doors in puzzlement. He stroked the side of the TARIDS in concern.

"Something's wrong with her…" He muttered.

"Oh sure, blame the TARDIS." Rose said with a grin. "What has she done to you?" The Doctor pointedly ignored her and rushed back to the console.

"She's digesting…" He said, with one hand on the Time Rotor. "What have you eaten? What's wrong?" He asked his ship. "Donna?" He called. "You gotta think. Is there anything that you might have caused this?" But Donna wasn't paying attention. She was walking around the TARDIS, feeling the wooden walls in bewilderment, trying to understand. When she had made it back to the front, she ran back inside and stood on the ramp, staring around in confusion.

"Anything you might have done?" The Doctor continued, oblivious to Donna's distress. But Rose was a bit more observant. She walked over to Donna and put her arm around her.

"It's ok." She told her. "It's just bigger on the inside, that's all."

"Oh!" Donna snorted, turning to face her. "That's all!"

"Yeah. It just takes a little getting used to." Donna eyed her disbelieving. "The first time I came in here," Rose told her. "We were being chased by my boyfriend who had just been turned into plastic and this git," She thumbed over her shoulder at The Doctor "had pulled his bloody head off!" Donna couldn't help but laugh at that.

"Men." She said and Rose smiled at her. Then The Doctor walked over to join them.

"I can't let you go wandering off in case you're dangerous. I mean have you…seen lights in the city? Or did you touch something? Something different? Something strange? Something made out a sort of metal? Or… Who're your getting married to? Are you sure he's human?" The Doctor asked, still trying to locate the cause of the TARDIS's problem.

"He isn't a bit overweight with a zip in his forehead is he?" Rose added. Donna just stared at them like they each had two heads, then turned and ran out of the TARDIS. After looking at each other, both The Doctor and Rose ran after her, falling into step beside her.

"Come back to the TARDIS." The Doctor asked her.

"No way!" Donna told him as she glanced at her watch then sighed. "Ten past three. I'm going to miss it." She said, suppressing tears as she walked.

"You can phone them." The Doctor suggested. "Tell them where you are."

"How do I do that?" Donna asked him.

"Haven't you got a mobile?" He asked and Rose winced, sensing the explosion that was coming. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor Time Lord. Donna stopped and stared at her.

"I'm in my wedding dress. If doesn't have pockets. Who has pockets? When I went to my fitting, do you think I said 'Allison, the one thing I forgot to say is give me pockets!'?" the Doctor slid his hands into Rose's. As Donna continued marching down the street he turned to her and said,

"See. This is why I don't do domestic." Rose laughed then hit him lightly.

"Come on." She said, and they both went after Donna. "This man you're marrying, what's his name?" she asked when they caught up to her.

"Lance." Donna told her lovingly.

"Gotta like Lance." The Doctor said.

"Oi!" Donna cried. "No stupid Martian is going to stop me from getting married! To Hell with you!" Donna ran off down the street.

"I'm…I'm not…I'm not from Mars…" The Doctor protested feebly at her retreating figure. He sighed and shook his head as Rose squeezed his hand and they ran after Donna.

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