Disclaimer: I do not own the Doctor/Martha Jones/Ect. I only own my OC, Lyra Blu

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-Lyra's Room-

Lyra came into her room after telling the Doctor she needed time to rest before their next adventure.

She jumped onto her bed, almost knocking it out of it's suspended state.

The TARDIS groaned in disapproval.

Lyra ignored it and pulled a book out from under her bed.

She opened the book to where she left on and continued reading it.

"A Wrinkle in Time" by: Madeleine L'engle.

"Meg rushed at the man imprisoned in the column, but as she reached what seemed to be the open door she was hurled back as though she had crashed into a brick wall."

Lyra stopped reading when she heared the clicking on her doorknob being turned.

The Doctor came into her room, small smile on his face.

"Hi." Lyra greeted, looking back down at her book.

"What're ya reading?" The Doctor asked, trying to see the title.

"A Wrinkle in Time." Lyra replied, pulling her book away.

"Were'd ya get it?" The Doctor asked, very annoyingly.

"The TARDIS put it in my room. It's my favorite." Lyra continued to read, trying her best to ignore the Time Lord in her room.

"Calvin caught her "It's just transparent like glass this time." he told her. "We can't go through it."

Meg was so sick and dizzy from the impact that she could not answer. For a moment she was afraid that she would throw up or faint."

"This is my favorite book, y'know." The Doctor informed, cheekily.

"Don't you have something else to do?" Lyra asked, turning to face the Doctor, very annoyed look on her face.

The Doctor was almost startled by her glare.

"Um. No, actually. The TARDIS will take care of herself." The Doctor informed, clicking his teeth in an obvious way.

"So you decided to annoy your alien companion instead of your human one who, quite frankly, needs a bit of attention. Can't keep bugging me your whole life, Doctor." Lyra swooshed her hand towards the doorway.

The Doctor stiffled for a second but then nodded.

He left the room.

Lyra sighed and began to dive back into her room.

"BY the way! I'll be in the Workroom if you need me..." The Doctor informed, sticking his head back into the room.

"Goodbye, Doctor." Lyra called at him, not looking up from her book.

The Doctor sighed and left the room, closing it with him.

"I've got to make a playground for myself..." He grumbled, walking down the hall.

-Kitchen-

The Doctor was making his way back to the console room when he heard Martha mucking about in the kitchen.

He pushed open the kitchen door to find Martha trying to cook something that looked like...eggs?

"Martha?" The Doctor called, closing the door behind him.

Martha gave a yelp and spun around.

"Oh, Doctor. Don't sneak up on me like that." She sighed in relief.

"Sorry. Lyra kicked me out of her room. I'm bored." The Doctor clicked his teeth in a disappointed way.

"Hmm. Alien girl needs her space?" Martha asked, trying to perfect her eggs.

"She said...that you needed some attention. Like she was getting to much...Is that true?" The Doctor sat down at the white table behind Martha.

"She said that? Well. It's not exactly true. I mean, you seem more interested in her then me. Well. Um." Martha stammered, almost burning the eggs.

"Oh, no. I burnt another batch." Martha sighed, disappointed.

The Doctor suddenly came over to Martha, grabbed her hands, and began to guide them in the correct fasion.

"D-Doctor." Martha squeaked, blushing.

"Somebody needs to teach you to cook. Plus. You need some attention." The Doctor smirked.

Martha rolled her eyes, smiling.

"Sure." She nodded, looking at the Doctor's hands on hers.

-Lyra's Room-

"Well! That's that! Finally finished with my book." Lyra exclaimed, throwing her book to the side.

She rolled onto her back, looking up at the cieling.

She sighed.

Her eyes grew heavy.

She fell asleep.

*YAAAWN* Just a boring little chapter depticting what goes on inside the TARDIS when the trio arn't saving people in some year that seems impossible. It's 11:40 and I've already given up writing for tonight. *throws contagious Writer's Block at all of you*

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