"Come on," The Doctor continued, grinning and rolling back and forth on his heels. "New York awaits me, you and Miss Jones." Zara smirked, shaking her head, before stepping out of the room and shutting the door behind her. "Martha's waiting in the console room."

"It's not fair you're not taking her." Zara began, walking past him and down the corridor. The Doctor winced, about to speak when she continued, "'One more trip' you say, it's not fair, Doctor."

The Doctor rolled his eyes, walking a step behind her, "Oh great," He muttered aloud. "I let you into my ship and I'm being ordered around!"

Zara laughed, glancing back at him as he gave her a smile, shaking his head, "It's my spaceship now, boy! You've let me in now."