Disclaimer: I do not own the Doctor/Martha Jones/Ect. I only own my OC, Lyra Blu
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-Brannigan's Car-
The Doctor sigh as he watched Lyra nap, her head in his lap.
It had been at least an hour since they talked to the Cassini sisters.
The lightbulb suddenly lit.
The Doctor shifted Lyra so she was sleeping leaning against a table.
Then the Time Lord jumped to his feet.
"You've got to take us down to the fast lane." He spoke to Brannigan and Valerie.
"Not a million years." Brannigan responded immediately.
"You've got more than enough passengers." The Doctor argued.
"I'm still not going."
"She's alone and she's lost. She doesn't belong on this planet, and it's all my fault. I'm asking you, Brannigan, take me down." The Doctor argued more.
"That's a no. And that's final. I'm not risking the children down there." Valerie warned.
"Why not? What's the risk? What happens down there?" The Doctor asked, curiously.
"We're not discussing it. The conversation is closed."
"So we keep on driving."
"Yes, we do."
"For how long?"
"Until the journey's end."
The Doctor sprang forward and grabbed the radio mic.
"Mrs. Cassini, this is the Doctor." He spoke into the handheld.
"Tell me, how long have you been driving on the motorway?" He asked.
"Oh, we were among the first. It's been twenty-three years now." Alice replied.
"And in all that time have you ever seen a police car?" The Doctor asked.
"I'm not sure." May replied, turning her head.
"Look at your notes. Any police?"
"Not as such."
"Or an ambulance? Rescue service? Anything official. Ever."
"I can't keep a note of everything." May complained.
"What if there's no one out there?"
Brannigan swiped the radio from the Doctor angrily.
"Stop it. The Cassinis were doing you a favour." He warned.
"Someone's got to ask, because you might not talk about it, but it's there in your eyes. What if the traffic jam never stops?" The Doctor asked, trying to get Brannigan to see the truth.
"There's a whole city above us. The mighty city-state of New New York. They wouldn't just leave us." Brannigan tried to reassure himself.
"In that case, where are they, hmm? What if there's no help coming, not ever? What if there's nothing? Just the motorway, with the cars going round and round and round and round, never stopping. Forever." The Doctor pondered out loud to the scared couple.
"Shut up! Just shut up!" Valerie yelled.
Lyra awoke slowly, tugging on the Doctor's leg.
The Doctor spun around to see Lyra.
She smiled up at the Time Lord.
The Doctor smiled faintly back.
He then went back to join Lyra on the floor.
"This is Sally Calypso, and it's that time again. The sun is blazing high in the sky over the New Atlantic, the perfect setting for the daily contemplation." Sally Calypso spoke on the monitor which automatically turned on.
"You think you know us so well, Doctor. But we're not abandoned. Not while we have each other." Brannigan stated.
"This is for all of you out there on the roads. We're so sorry. Drive safe." Sally Calypso smiled as her announcement faded off.
Then there was singing. Wonderful singing. It started slow but then it started to grow.
On a hill, far away, stood an old, rugged cross, the emblem of suffering and shame.
Lyra had joined in, already remembering the lyrics from the show.
The Doctor watched her sing with everyone else.
And I love that old cross, where the dearest and best for a world of lost sinners was slain.
In Milo's car, Martha began to mumble silently along.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross, till my trophies at last I lay down.
Tears welled up in Lyra's eyes as she was truly touched by the loud chorus around her as she still sang along.
I will cling to the old rugged cross, and exchange it some day for a crown.
The singing subsided and everything became silent for a second.
"If you won't take us, We'll go down on our own." The Doctor spat suddenly, shifting so he sat in front of the floor hatch.
Lyra quickly followed suit, getting ready for the jump.
"What do you think you're doing?" Brannigan asked.
"Finding my own way. I usually do." The Doctor replied.
The Doctor soniced the edges of the hatch and pulled it open.
"Capsule open." The computer announced.
A car stops directly beneath the car.
"Here we go." The Doctor chuckled, pulling his coat off and throwing it to Valerie.
"Look after this. I love that coat. Janis Joplin gave me that coat." The Doctor looked at the coat sadly for a second but then got ready to jump down.
"But you can't jump." Valerie warned.
"If it's any consolation, Valerie, right now, I'm having kittens." The Doctor chuckled.
"This Martha. She must mean an awful lot to you." Brannigan wondered out loud.
"Hardly know her. I was too busy showing off. And I lied to her. Couldn't help it, just lied. Bye then."
The Doctor suddenly dropped down, not hesitating to quickly open the next top hatch of the car beneath him.
Lyra followed him down. Then through the next hatch.
"Capsule open." The computer announced again as the Doctor and Lyra jumped into the car.
-Pale Man's Car-
"Who the hell are you?" A very white man asked, turning around.
"Sorry, Motorway Foot Patrol. I'm doing a survey. How are you enjoying your motorway?" Lyra asked, making her way to the next hatch to sonic it open with her own sonic.
"Well, not very much. Junction Five's been closed for three years." The very white man replied.
"Thank you. Your comments have been noted. Have a nice day!" Lyra smiled and jumped down the hatch, hanging onto the edge until the next car came.
She dropped down and watched the Doctor follow suit.
The Doctor soniced the next hatch, jumping down.
"Capsule open."
The Doctor made room for Lyra to jump down as he worked on the next hatch.
-Japanese Couple's Car-
Lyra smiled at the two Japanese girls sitting in the front.
"Konnichiwa. Kozokudoro futtopatoruru. Chosa o okonau, Dono yo ni kozokudoro o tanoshinde imasu ka?" Lyra informed the girls in Japanese.
"Rubete ga hontoni osoidesu. Jankusho n 5 wa nan-nen mo heisa sa rete imasu!" One girl replied in Japanese.
"Koto o kiite kinodoku ni. Anata no komento ga shiteki sa rete iru. Sutekina tsuitachi o!" Lyra informed, joining the Doctor on the car below after grabbing a cloth for the Doctor to breath though.
The Doctor coughed as he pulled open the next hatch.
Lyra gave the Doctor the cloth. He tied it around his face, nodding a thanks.
They jumped into the next car then into the next then into the next. So on and so on.
-City Gentleman's Car-
"Capsule open."
The aliens jumped into the car with a thud.
"Excuse me. Is that legal?" The gentleman in a bowler hat asked.
By now, the Doctor and Lyra were both coughing; Lyra coughing from exhaustion.
"Sorry, Motorway Foot Patrol. Whatever. Have you got any water?" The Doctor asked, pulling off the cloth on his face.
"Certainly. Never let it be said I've lost my manners." The gentleman leaned towards a water cooler.
He pulled a paper cone from the stack and poured water into it, handing a cup to each alien.
They drank it.
Lyra gave a breath of relief.
"Is this the last layer?" The Doctor asked.
"We're right at the bottom. Nothing below us but the fast lane." The gentleman informed, nodding.
"Can we drive down?" The Doctor asked.
"We have enough passengers but I've heard strange noises from down there." The gentleman looked at the floor warningly.
"Then excuse me." The Doctor pulled open the hatch on the floor and looked down.
"You can't jump. It's a thousand feet down." The gentleman warned.
"I could survive a thousand feet." Lyra mumbled to herself.
The Doctor looked at her in surprise.
"I just want to look. And no, Lyra you're not going down. Wither you can survive or not."
Lyra leaned over the hatch to look down.
Growling came to the ears of everyone in the car.
"What's that noise?" The Doctor asked, looking around.
"I try not to think about it." The gentleman looked scared for a second.
"What are those lights? What's down there? I just need to see." The Doctor hissed to himself.
"Here we are." Lyra announced, pulling her sonic away from the car computer.
"Ventilation. Giving us a breeze." She smiled, spinning her sonic in her fingers.
The Doctor smiled gleefully at her.
"Did I ever tell you that your brilliant, Lyra?"
"I believe you didn't. Thank you." Lyra peered down the hatch again.
"What are those shapes?" The gentleman asked, peering down as well.
"They're alive." The Doctor stated.
"Doctor. They're Macra." Lyra informed, standing up from her sitting position.
"Macra." The Doctor pondered it for a second.
"The Macra used to be the scourge of this galaxy. Gas. They fed off gas, the filthier the better. They built up a small empire using humans as slaves and mining gas for food." The Doctor explained.
"They've devolved through the years. They used to be mighty. Just in case you were wondering." Lyra explained, smiling.
There was a silence for a second.
"But they're still hungry and our friend, Martha's down there." Lyra looked at the Doctor, true worry in her eyes.
There was a clang on the roof as someone pulled the hatch open.
"Oh, it's like New Times Square in here, for goodness' sake!" The gentleman shouted.
Novice Hame lands on the floor, looking at the Doctor and Lyra.
"I've invented a sport." The Doctor chuckles.
"Doctor, you're a hard man to find." Novice Hame smiled.
"No guns. I'm not having guns." The gentleman informed.
"I only brought this in case of pirates. Doctor, you've got to come with me." Novice Hame looked at the Doctor.
"Do I know you?" The Doctor asked.
"It's Novice Hame, Doc." Lyra whispered.
"Novice Hame! No, hold on, get off. Last time we met, you were breeding humans for experimentation." The Doctor hugged Hame but pushed away.
"I've sought forgiveness, Doctor, for so many years, under his guidance. And if you come with me, I might finally be able to redeem myself." Hame pulled at the Doctor's sleeve.
"I'm not going anywhere. You've got Macra living underneath this city. Macra! And if my friend's still alive, she's stuck down there." The Doctor argued, pulling away.
"You've got to come with me right now." Hame grabbed the Doctor's arm.
"No, no, no!" The Doctor shouted.
"Doctor. Just go. I'll stay here." Lyra reassured.
"No. Lyra. I'm not going anywhere." The Doctor pulled away more.
"I'm sorry, Doctor. But the situation is even worse than you can imagine. Transport." Hame and the Doctor disappeared as they teleported.
The car was empty except for the gentleman and Lyra.
"So." Lyra said softly.
"I guess we wait now." The gentleman suggested.
"I guess so." Lyra sat down.
The gentleman went and sat back down in his chair.
-Several Minutes Later-
"So. What your name?" Lyra asked, now sitting in the second pilot chair, helping the gentleman pilot the car.
"James. You?"
"Lyra."
"Unusual name. Who was that with you?"
"The Doctor."
"Just the Doctor?"
"Yep."
"Were you traveling with him?"
"Yep. We travel through space AND time in the TARDIS."
"Get out."
"I'm serious."
"That's impossible."
"I kid you not."
"Must be like a fantasy."
"Oh, it's just like that. We came here from 1955. We met Shakespeare."
"No way. On Earth? The original Earth?"
"Yep."
"What was it like?"
"Well. There was no technology. There were these aliens called Carrionites. They wanted to drive the Earth back to the years of Witchcraft."
"Unbelievable."
"I know, right?"
"Are you an alien too?"
"Yep."
"What species?"
"Reshiannan."
"Oooh. Sounds exotic."
"Yeah. My planets gone now. Just as the Doctor's is gone too."
"Oh, I'm sorry. What happened?"
"The War of Songs happened. Whipped my people out. Don't feel sorry for me, now."
"What species is the Doctor?"
"He's a Time Lord."
"Explains the time travel."
"Certainly does."
Suddenly, the roof of the entire motorway opened up, revealing the sunlight.
"Yes!" James and Lyra cried happily.
"The Doctor did it! He's saved us all! God bless him!" James cried more happily.
He stood up with Lyra.
They did a celebratory dance.
"I knew I could always trust him!" Lyra jumped about.
"Sorry, no Sally Calypso. She was just a hologram. My name's the Doctor." The Doctor spoke as his image appeared on the small monitor.
Lyra and James jumped towards the screen, happily.
"And this is an order. Everyone drive up. Right now."
"Yes sir!" James saluted.
Then Lyra and James began to pilot the car upwards towards the sky.
"I've opened the roof of the motorway. Come on. Throttle those engines. Drive up. All of you. The whole under-city. Drive up, drive up, drive up! Fast! We've got to clear that fast lane. Drive up and get out of the way. Oi! Car four six five diamond six. Martha! Drive up! You've got access above. Now go!"
They all did.
"Whoo-hoo!" Lyra bellowed as the sunshine shone in her face.
The windows came down and the fresh air brushed through the car.
Lyra's hair blew around freely.
Jame's bowler hat flew off his head towards the back of the car.
Brannigan's voice could be heard on the radio.
"Did I tell you, Doctor? You're not bad, sir. You're not bad at all! Oh, yee-hah!"
"You keep driving, Brannigan. All the way up. Because it's here, just waiting for you. The city of New New York, and it's yours. And don't forget I want that coat back."
"I reckon that's a fair bargain, sir."
"And Car four six five diamond six, I've sent you a flight path. Come to the Senate."
Then Martha's voice could be heard on the radio.
"On my way!"
"It's been quite a while since I've seen you, Martha Jones. Oh, and Lyra. I've sent you a flight path to the Senate as well."
"Wait, Lyra isn't with you?" Martha asked.
"I got teleported to the Senate without her. She's safe though. I hope."
Lyra grabbed the radio and began to speak.
"Yes. Yes. I'm completely alright, Doctor. And HELLO MARTHA! Oh I miss you!"
There was a joined cheering from the Doctor, Martha, Milo, James, Brannigan, Lyra, Cheen, the Japanese Girls, May, Alice, and Super White Man.
-Senate Layby-
Lyra stepped out of James' car.
She turned to him and gave him a small kiss on his cheek.
"Thank you, James." She ran off towards the Senate, waving back.
James wave at her, smiling.
-Inside the Senate-
Lyra ran in, expecting exactly what she found.
"Lyra!" Martha cheered, running at her Reshiannan friend.
"Martha!" Lyra cried happily, embracing her friend.
"Oh. I missed you so much. I was so scared." Martha pulled away.
Lyra grabbed Martha's hand and bounced towards the Doctor.
"Doctor! What happened out there?" Martha asked upon seeing the Time Lord who was standing with Hame.
FoB was laying on the ground, his chamber cracked and shattered.
"What's that?" Martha asked fearfully.
"It's the Face of Boe. It's all right. Come and say hello. And this is Hame. She's a cat. Don't worry. He's the one that saved you, not me." The Doctor introduced the FoB.
Martha and Lyra stepped towards the Doctor.
"My lord gave his life to save the city, and now he's dying." Hame said, sadly.
"No, don't say that. Not old Boe. Plenty of life left." The Doctor tried to reassure himself his friend wasn't dying.
"It's good to breathe the air once more." FoB sighed telepathicly.
"Who is he?" Martha asked.
"I don't even know. Legend says the Face of Boe has lived for billions of years. Isn't that right? And you're not about to give up now." The Doctor tried resurring himself again.
"Everything has its time. You know that, old friend, better than most." FoB quoted.
"The legend says more." Hame stated.
"Don't. There's no need for that." The Doctor warned.
"It says that the Face of Boe will speak his final secret to couple of travellers." Hame explained.
"Wait. Last time I heard of that legend. It was 'a traveller' not 'couple of travellers." The Doctor reminisced, curiously.
"It has changed over the years." FoB informed.
"Yeah, but not yet. Who needs secrets, eh?" The Doctor sighed.
"I have seen so much. Perhaps too much. I am the last of my kind, as you are the last of yours, Doctor." FoB pointed out.
"That's why we have to survive. Both of us. Don't go." The Doctor shook, sadly.
Lyra clamped a hand on the Doctor's shoulder, squeezing it.
"I must. But know this, Time Lord, Reshiannan." FoB began.
"You. Are. Not. Alone."
With that, FoB passed away.
Hame begins to weep.
Martha came over to the Doctor and gave him a hug.
Lyra joined the hug.
-Pharmacy Town-
"All closed down." Lyra pointed out, looking at the closed down stalls.
"Happy?" Martha asked.
"Happy happy. New New York can start again. And they've got Novice Hame. Just what every city needs. Cats in charge. Come on, time we were off." The Doctor stepped towards the TARDIS.
Lyra was ahead of him.
She walked into the time machine, not wanting to hear the conversation her best friends were about to have.
-TARDIS-
The Doctor, Lyra, and Martha all stood around the console room.
Everything was silent.
"That was fun." Lyra smiled.
"Yeah. I guess it was." The Doctor smiled back.
Lyra blushed gently. The Doctor's smile made her giggle.
She felt tingly suddenly.
"I feel weird." Lyra gasped, looking at her hands.
They glowed blue and had trails of smoke trailing from them.
"Whoa." The Doctor jumped towards Lyra to investigate.
"Doctor. What's happening?" Lyra asked, scared.
"I don't know. Something's happening." The Doctor messed with the sonic to try to make the smoke and glow go away.
Lyra began to slowly breath heavier and heavier.
"Doctor...I..."
Lyra couldn't finish.
A blast of blue light shone around the room.
"Whoa!" The Doctor and Martha exclaimed.
When the light way gone, the two of them gasped.
Lyra was gone.
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*LE HOLY FUCKING GASP* WHERE HAS LYRA GONE? Mwahahahaha. Cliffhangers for all. :D
-DoubleHeartedHuman