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-TARDIS-
Lyra came walking into the TARDIS console room.
The TARDIS seemed to greet her with a low hum.
"Good morning, Doc!" Lyra cheerfully hopped up next to him.
"No one calls me 'Doc'" The Doctor glanced at Lyra.
"Oh, someone is Mr. Grumpy Pants today!" Lyra mischievously smiled at the Doctor.
He just waved her away, continuing on his work.
A sudden beeping rang out.
"Whats that?" Lyra shouted, covering her ears.
The Doctor jumped up and grabbed the TARDIS monitor.
"The TARDIS has sensed plasma cores around a building. Results show it's been building up for two days. I'm interested..." He threw the monitor to the side.
The beeping died out soon.
"How are you going to get in to investigate? You can exactly just walk in and ask people about it." Lyra smirked.
"I'll just check in with severe abdominal pains. That'll be enough to get me in so I have investigate." The Doctor explained, using hand gestures.
"I'd like in. I can visit you as your sister." Lyra smiled to herself.
"My...sister?" The Doctor looked at Lyra strangely.
"You do have similar appearances to me. Same eye color yet darker hair. Yeah. It could work."
"Great! You will check in, I will visit you, we will investigate." Lyra chuckled under her breath.
"How long should I wait to visit?"
"Hmm... Maybe two hours?" The Doctor looked at his watch, which he had drawn on his wrist when he got bored.
"Alright. I'll see you in two hours." Lyra smiled.
The Doctor landed the TARDIS and raced out, the doors closing behind him.
-Medical Ward-
Martha Jones and some other medical students walk around a patients bed. The patient is Florence Finnegan.
"I was alright till this morning, and then, I don't know. I woke up and I felt all dizzy again. It was worse than when I came in." Florence looked up at Mr. Stoker, who seemed to be the medical student's teacher or tour guide.
"Pulse is slightly thready. Well, let's see what Britain's finest might suggest. Anyone? Morgenstern?" Mr. Stoker looked towards medical student, Oliver Morgenstern.
"Dizziness can be a sign of early onset diabetes." Oliver shrugged.
"Hardly early onset, if you forgive me, Miss Finnigan. Anymore ideas? Swales?" Mr. Stoker glanced at an indian girl in a lab coat.
"Uhm... Could recommend a CT scan." Swales stammered.
They continued their conversation.
Lyra came into the ward and looked around for the Doctor in his bed. She spotted him and approached him, big teddy bear in her arms.
"Hey 'big bro'" Lyra giggled.
"Ooh, there you are. And you got me a teddy bear! Aww!" The Doctor smiled, cuddling the bear.
Lyra leaned in.
"Anything?"
"No. I haven't found anything."
"Alright." Lyra stood back up.
Mr. Stoker and his group of students came to the Doctor.
"Now then, Mr. Smith, a very good morning to you. How are you today?" Mr. Stoker asked the Doctor, smiling.
"Uhm. Is it ok if I stand her next to my brother?" Lyra pointed to where she was standing.
"Hmm? Oh. Yes." Mr. Stoker nodded, not seeming to have cared where Lyra stood.
Lyra stood there, clutching the teddy bear.
"How are you, Mr. Smith?" Mr. Stoker relight the question.
"Aw, not so bad, still a bit, you know. Bleh." The Doctor made a weird face at "Bleh." This caused Lyra to snort silently.
"John Smith, admitted a couple of hours ago with severe abdominal pains. Jones, why don't you see what you can find? Amaze me." Mr. Stoker looked at Martha.
Martha walked over to him, forcing Lyra to step out of the way.
"What wasn't very clever, running around outside, was it?" Martha looked at the Doctor.
"Sorry?" He asked her.
"On Chencery street this morning. You came up to me and took your tie off."
"Really? What did I do that for?"
"I don't know. You just did."
"Not me. I was here in bed, ask the nurses."
"Well that's weird, cause it looked like you. Have you got a brother?"
"No. It's just me. Well. I always have my baby sister." The Doctor glanced at Lyra.
"As time passes and I grow ever more infirm and weary, Miss Jones." Mr. Stoker reminded Martha.
"Right. Sorry."
Martha pulled out her stethoscope and put the buds into her ears. She placed the circular thing on the Doctor's left chest.
To her amazement, she heard one heart, but another beating silently to the right,
Martha shifted the circle over the Doctor's right chest.
She heard another heart beating,
The Doctor winked at Martha.
"I weep for further generations. Are you having trouble locating the heart, Ms. Jones?" Mr. Stoker asked.
"Uhm. I don't know...Stomach cramps?" Martha stood up.
That is a symptom, not a diagnosis. And you rather failed basic techniques by not consulting first with the patient's chart." Mr. Stoker scolded, picking up the Doctor's chart that hung on the rail of the bed.
The metal on the clipboard gave Mr. Stoker a slight shock. Surprised, Mr. Stoker dropped it onto the bed.
Seems the clipboard thinks Mr. Stoker is an ass, too. Lyra thought to herself, trying to keep her giggles in.
"That happened to me this morning." Martha pointed out.
"I had that same thing on the door handle." Oliver added.
"And me, in the lift." Swales poked in.
"That's only to be expected. There's a thunderstorm moving in and lightning is a form of static electricity, as was proven by?...Anyone?" Mr. Stoker informed.
"Benjamin Franklin." Lyra blurted out.
The Doctor passed her an annoyed glance.
Lyra chuckled.
"My mate Ben, that was a day and a half. I got rope burns of that kite, and then I got soaked." The Doctor chuckled a bit.
"Quite." Mr. Stoker said quite randomly.
"And then I got electrocuted." The Doctor beamed.
"Moving on." Mr Stoker said, stepping away.
Martha walked up beside him.
"I think perhaps a visit from a psychiatric." Mr. Stoker whispered.
"And next we have..."
Lyra walked up next to the Doctor.
"You met Benjamin Franklin?" She sneered.
"Yup." The Doctor answered, still smiling.
"Can I visit him one day?" Lyra asked, giggly.
"Sure. Once all this is over." The Doctor shrugged.
-Later that day in the Break Room-
Martha was walked around the kitchenette, talking on the phone with her sister.
"No, listen, I've worked it out. We tell Annalise that the buffet tonight is one hundred percent carbohydrate, and she won't turn up." Martha snickered.
"I wish you'd take this seriously. That's our inheritance she's spending. On fake tan. Tell you what? I'm not that far away, I'll drop by for a sandwich and we can draw up a plan." Tish suggested.
Martha looked out the window at the rain sliding down the window.
"In this weather? I'm not going out, it's pouring down." Martha, sounding annoyed answered her sister.
"It's not raining here." Tish said, turning the corner to see the hospital with a dark rain cloud over it. "That's weird. It's sitting right on top of you, I can see it, but it's dry where I am." She gazed at the cloud in confusion.
"Well, you just got lucky." Martha sneered.
No, but it's like in the cartoons, you know, when a man's got a cloud over his head." Tish informed.
"But listen, I tell you we'll do-" Martha began to speak but stopped when she saw the Doctor and Lyra walking into the doorway, facing the hall.
They looked in at Martha, then continued walking.
"We tell Dad and Annalise to get there early, for about 7:30, for Leo to do his birthday stuff. We tell Mum to come about 8:30 or nine, and that gives me time to have a word with Annalise, and..." Martha stopped talking when Swales touched Martha's arm.
"What?" Martha asked, looking at Swales.
"The rain." Swales looked out the window.
"It's only rain." Martha answered, giggling a little.
"Martha, have you seen the rain?" Tish asked.
"Why's everyone fussing about the rain?" Martha asked, annoyed.
"It's going up."
"The rain is going up." Tish added, staring at the building.
Suddenly, the entire building started to quake and shake. Martha and Swales fall to the floor; as do many other things in the cupboard and on the counters.
When it stops, Martha stands up wearily.
"What the hell was that?" Martha asked, out of breath.
"Are you alright?" Swales, asked, worried.
"I think so, yeah. It felt like an earthquake or..." Martha stared out the window, walking up to it.
"Martha? It's night. It was lunchtime." Swales commented, sliding up the wall.
"It's not night." Martha said.
"It's got to be. It's dark." Swales added, finally looking out the window.
"We're on the moon." Martha gasped little.
"We can't be."
"We're on the moon. We're on the bloody moon." Martha added, looking right out of the window, seeing the surface of the moon which was covered in craters.
Martha and Swales walk into the hospital corridor. People are running and screaming around them.
They rush into another room.
"Alright, everyone, back to bed, we've got an emergency but we will sort it out." Martha reassured the patients.
The Doctor and Lyra watch Martha go to the window.
Lyra pulls the curtain closed as the Doctor starts changing into his suit.
Oh, lord. That's disgusting. Lyra thinks, watching the Doctor change.
"If it disturbs you, turn around." The Doctor glanced at Lyra.
She turned around, blushing.
"It's real! It's really real! Hold on..." Martha gasped, reaching for the window handle.
"Don't! We'll lose all the air!" Swales pulls at Martha's arm.
"But they're not exactly airtight. If the air was going to get sucked out, it would happen straight away, but it didn't. So how come?" Martha looked at Swales.
The Doctor opened his curtain fully clothed in his suit, pants, and tie. Lyra, still blushing turned around.
"Very good point. Brilliant, in fact. What was your name?" The Doctor asked, walking to the window with Lyra following him.
"Martha." Martha answered.
"And it was Jones, wasn't it?" Lyra asked, stopping on the Doctor's right side."
Martha nodded.
"Well then, Martha Jones, the question is, how are we still breathing?" The Doctor asked.
"We can't be!" Swales cried.
"Obviously, we are so don't waste our time." Lyra snapped at Swales.
The Doctor glanced at Lyra with a surprised face. He ignored it and turned his head back to Martha.
"Martha? What have we got?" Is there a balcony on this floor, or a veranda, or-" He began.
"By the patient's lounge, yeah." Martha answered.
"Fancy going out?" Lyra asked, smirking snuggly for a second.
"Okay." Martha smiled, nervously.
"We might die." Lyra pointed out.
"We might not." Martha replied.
"Good! Come on! Not her." The Doctor pointed at Swales. "She'll slow us down."
Swales started to sob as the Doctor, Lyra, and Martha walked away.
-Patient's Lounge Doors-
The Doctor, Lyra, and Martha rushed up to the doors.
The Doctor looked at the two girls following him, then to the doors. He gripped a handle and pushed the doors open, walking out onto the balcony. Lyra and Martha followed him out.
"We've got air! How does that work?" Martha asked, gasping.
"Just be glad it does." Lyra snuggly smirked.
"I've got a party tonight. It's my brother's 21st. My mothers going to be really...really." Martha began.
And you DIDN'T think to invite me. Lyra thought, annoyed towards Martha.
"You okay?" The Doctor asked Martha who seemed to be obviously upset.
"Yeah." She answered.
"Sure?"
"Yeah."
"Do you want to go back in?"
"No way. I mean, we could die any minute, but all the same, it's beautiful." Martha smiled, looking out at the moon's surface.
"You think?" Lyra leaned in to look over the edge of the balcony.
"How many people want to go to the moon?" And here we are!" Martha exclaimed.
"Standing in the earthlight." The Doctor cracked a smile.
"What do you think happened?" Martha asked, turning to the Doctor.
"What do you think?" The Doctor asked back.
Martha stopped for a second.
"Extraterrestrial. It's got to be. I don't know. A few years ago that would have sounded mad, but these days? That spaceship flying into Big Ben? Christmas? Those Cybermen things? I had a cousin, Adeola. She worked at Canary Wharf. She never came home.
"Adeola? I remember seeing Adeola. I wasn't there but I saw what happened to her." Lyra threw in, acting a bit excited.
"Really? What happened?" Martha's eyes sparkled towards Lyra.
The Doctor mouthed for me to not tell Martha.
Lyra got the Doctor's message.
"I think it's better you didn't know." Lyra smiled shyly.
"I'm sorry." The Doctor apologized to Martha.
"Yeah." Martha sighed.
"I was there. In the battle." The Doctor glared coldly at the surface of the moon, thinking about it.
"I promise you, Mr. 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." Martha reassured the Doctor.
The Doctor walked over to the corner of the balcony, looking over the edge.
"It's not Smith. That's not my real name." The Doctor looked at Martha.
Thats defiantly not your real name. Lyra laughed to herself.
"Who are you, then?" Martha asked.
"I'm the Doctor." The Doctor walked back over to Lyra.
"Me too, if I can pass my exams. What is it then? Doctor Smith?" Martha guessed.
"Just the Doctor." The Doctor remarked.
"What do you mean?" Martha turned her head.
"Just...The Doctor." Lyra glanced at the Doctor.
"What, people call you 'the Doctor'?" Martha smirked.
"Yeah." The Doctor looked at Martha.
"I'm not. As far as I'm concerned, you've got to earn that title." Martha sighed.
"Well, I'd better make a start, then. Let's have a look. " The Doctor picked up a pebble and threw it over the balcony.
"There must be some sort of-" He began but the pebble hit the force field, causing blue ripples. "-force field keeping the air in." He finished.
"If that's like a bubble sealing us in, that means this is the only air we've got. What happens when it runs out?" Martha asked.
"How many people are in this hospital?" Lyra asked Martha.
"I don't know. A thousand?" Martha answered.
"One thousand people. Suffocating." The Doctor said through his teeth.
"Why would anyone do that?" Martha asked, upset.
A low rumbling sound from above came to them.
"Heads up. Ask them yourself." The Doctor said, looked up.
Big, cylindrical spaceships fly overhead and land in front of the hospital.
Aliens in large, black suits come trudging out towards the hospital.
"Aliens! That's Aliens! Real proper aliens!" Martha shouted, sounding scared and excited.
"Judoon." The Doctor and Lyra said together. The Doctor looked at Lyra in surprise.
-Hospital Reception Area-
The Judoon are walking into the hospital through the force field.
Patients and doctors watches the Judoon march into the reception area.
Some of them run and scream, others crouch behind chairs and tables.
The Chief Judoon stops in the middle of the room and removes his helmet, revealing his humanoid-rhino features.
"BO SCO FO DO NO KRO BLO CO SCO RO!" The Chief commands.
Oliver Morgenstern walks up behind the Chief calmly.
"We are citizens of planet earth. We welcome you in peace." He says nervously.
Chief turns to Oliver, puts him hand on Oliver's shoulder, and runs him into the wall.
Chief shines a blue light on Oliver's forehead. Then he holds the recorder to Oliver's mouth.
"Please don't hurt me, I was just trying to help, I'm sorry, don't hurt me, please don't hurt me." Oliver surrender's nervously and weakly.
Chief plays the recording of Oliver's voice.
Please don't hurt me, I was just trying to help, I'm sorry, don't hurt me, please don't hurt me.
He plants the recorder into a red circular input on his chest.
"Language assimilated. Designation Earth English. You will be cataloged. Category: human. Catalog all suspects."
Chief commands.
His posse (friends/troops/goons/group/platoon) takes other people and scan their foreheads. When they finished, they make a plus sign on the back of the hands of scared patients and doctors.
More screams fill the room. People flying left and right in utter fear.
The Doctor, Lyra, and Martha are watching it all happen from the mezzanine level.
"Oh, look down there, you've got a little shop. I like a little shop." The Doctor smiled like an idiot.
"Never mind that! What are Judoon?" Martha asked, slightly annoyed.
"Galactic police. Well, police for hire. More like interplanetary thugs." The Doctor answers.
"And they brought us to the moon?" Martha asked, slightly confused.
"Neutral territory. According to galactic law, they've got no jurisdiction over the Earth, and they isolated us." Lyra answers before the Doctor can.
He glances at Lyra, seeming to be impressed and annoyed.
"That rain? Lightning? That was them, using an H2O scoop." The Doctor nodded.
"What's that about "galactic law"? Where'd you get that from? If they're police, are we under arrest? Are we trespassing on the moon or something?" Martha asked, bouncing on her toes slightly.
"No. But I like that. Good thinking. No, it's more simple. They're making a catalogue, it means they're after something non-human, which is very bad news for me." The Doctor answered, shifting over to another part of the mezzanine level.
"Why?" Martha asked.
The Doctor and Lyra glanced at her like she was an idiot.
"Oh, your kidding me!" Martha shouts.
The Doctor raises his eyebrow.
"Don't be ridiculous."
Silence...
"Don't look at me like that." Martha frowned.
"Come on, then." Lyra gets up and walks away.
The Doctor and Martha follow her away.
"Troop five, floor one. Troop six, floor two. Identify humans and find the transgressor. Find it." The Chief Judoon commanded, following the last Judoon to leave.
-Hospital Corridor-
The three enter the corridor at a slight run.
"Prepare to be cataloged." The Chief Judoon entered the corridor with his platoon invading the level, cataloging the humans around them.
Oliver follows them in, trying to calm the other people.
"Do what they say. All they want is to shine this light thing, it's all right, they don't mean to hurt us. Just listen to them." He shouts softly.
Just after a Judoon catalogues a human, letting them fall back down in fear, a man breaks a jug over the head of one of the Judoon.
The Chief Judoon turned to the man.
"Witness the crime. Charge: physical assault. Plea: guilty. Sentence: execution." He takes out a gun, shooting the man who vaporizes at touch with the laser.
"You didn't have to do that." Oliver sighed.
"Justice is swift."
-A Random Office-
Martha comes into the office after the Doctor and Lyra.
The Doctor is messing around with a computer, trying to log into the files with Lyra standing next to him.
The Doctor is using the sonic screwdriver to hack in.
"They've reached third floor. What's that thing?" Martha asked.
"Sonic Screwdriver." Lyra answered.
"Well, if you're not going to answer me properly!" Martha shouts.
"No, really, it is. It's a screwdriver, and it's sonic. Look." The Doctor looks at Martha, flipping the sonic up for her to see.
"What else have you got? A laser spanner?" Martha chuckled.
"I did, but it was stolen by Emily Pankhurst, cheeky woman." The Doctor answered.
"Emily Pankhurst?" Lyra asked, clearing her throught.
"Yup. OH! This computer! The Judoon must have locked it down." The Doctor hit the computer, causing it to rattle gently.
He rubbed his cheeks.
"Judoon platoon upon the moon." He mumbles.
"Cause we were just travelling past, I swear, we were just wandering, we werent looking for trouble, honestly, we weren;t, but we noticed these plasma coils around the hospital, and that lightning, that's plasma coils, been building up for two days now, so I checked in, we thought something was going on inside, it turns out the plasma coils were the Judoon up above." The Doctor babbled on, glancing at me whenever he said "we".
"But what are they looking for?" Martha asked.
"Something that looks human but isn't." The Doctor answered.
"Like you, apparently."
"Like me but not me."
"Haven't they got a photo?"
"Might be a shape-changer."
"Like you. You know, regeneration cycle." Lyra mumbled towards the Doctor.
"I heard that." He looked at me.
"Whatever it is, can't you just leave the Judoon to find it?" Martha suggested.
"If they declare the hospital guilty of harbouring a fugitive, they'll sentence it to execution." The Doctor stated, his eyes strained on the computer screen.
"All of us?" Lyra asked, worried some.
"Oh yes. If I can find this thing first...OH! Just that they're THICK! Judoon are THICK! They are completely thick! They wiped the records. Oh, that clever." The Doctor sighed, watching as the screen on the computer show it's locked down.
"What are we looking for" Martha asked.
"I don't know. Any patient admitted in the past week with unusual symptoms. Maybe there's a back-up." The Doctor answered, turning the monitor over, using the sonic to try and unlock it.
"Just keep working. I'll go ask Mr Stoker, he might know." Martha suggested, turning and leaving.
"I'll go too." Lyra followed Martha.
-Hospital Corridor-
Lyra and Martha run up to Mr. Stoker's office door, knocking and enter in without an awnser.
-Mr. Stoker's Office-
"Mr. Stoker-" Both of the girls start but are cut of by what they see.
Mr. Stoker's feet are sticking out from the desk.
The two Slabs are standing next to Florence who lifted her head to see Lyra and Martha, blood dripping from her straw.
The two girls gasp.
"Kill them." Florence orders.
The Slabs advance on Lyra and Martha.
They run back into the hall.
-Hospital Corridor-
Lyra and Martha run into the corridor, bumping into the Doctor.
"I've restored the backup." The Doctor stops them.
"We found her." Lyra exclaimed.
"You what?" The Doctor asked, looked up and seeing the Slabs break down the office door.
The Doctor grabs Lyra and Martha's hands and runs.
-Stairwell-
They run down the stair's followed by the Slab.
They are about to go downstairs when a troop of Judoon march up.
"Oh!" The Doctor exclaimed, pulling Lyra and Martha down the hall the other way.
-Radiology Room-
Lyra and Martha rush into the room, soon followed in by the Doctor.
He turns and sonics the door, locking it firmly.
He grabs Lyra and Martha and puts them behind the class window in the operators room.
"When I say "now" press the button." He orders.
"I know what to do." Lyra glanced at Martha, winking.
"Good. Ok. Brilliant." The Doctor turns and puts the sonic into the radioactivity gun.
Martha goes for the Operator's Manuel.
"Don't." Lyra warns, grabbing Martha's sleeve.
The single Slab breaks down the door.
The Doctor focuses the gun at the Slab.
"NOW!" He yells.
Is that a cliffhanger? Really. I don't know.
I'm rubbish at cliffhangers.
Oi. This took forever! I waited till Monday to finished this. I could have had it finished by...hmmmm...Late Saturday. Oh well.
I hope you likes this chapter. Don't forget to review, follow, and favorite!
Next Chapter: Smith and Jones (and Blu): Part 2
The Doctor, Lyra, and Martha escape the Judoon in the nick of time. Later, the Doctor and Lyra face Florence Finnigan before she explodes the hospital and one half of the Earth. Will Florence bits the Doctor, or Lyra?
The world may never know...until I publish that chapter...Heehee!
-DoubleHeartedHuman