Lets goooo
They were back in the cell again.
Amos had spent half an hour barking questions and trying to scare them into answering questions they would and could not answer. Finally the 'tough guy' left the cell and at once the Doctor sprung into action. Martha watched in bemusement as he spent a few moments fiddling around with the side of his shoe before he cracked a grin as he held up the two halves of his sonic before sliding them together and buzzing it in Martha's face.
"Ta da!" he beamed before he dropped back into serious mode
"Right we've got about 10 minutes to see how far we can get before A) the Neanderthal comes back to keep questioning or option B) he realises he didn't take away a certain screwdriver this time. Let's go find us a Cordelia." he said as the door to the cell sprang open. Martha took his outstretched hand and together they took off running.
"But" Martha began in a low voice, trying to breathe as they round corner number seven "We don't even know where she is!" she gasped as finally they came to a skidding halt.
"Oh but my special little screwdriver found her once, I'm sure it can do it again!" chirped the Doctor confidently, as he paced up and down in the corner fiddling with the sonic until suddenly it started making the same beeping noise that it had earlier that day.
"Ha! Got it! Come on Miss Jones, Allon-sy!" he cried happily before he started off again down another corridor.
"Again with the running!" muttered Martha as she chased of following the end of the Doctors long brown coat.
"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come you little beauty, come on." murmured the Doctor through gritted teeth as the screwdrivers beeping started to increase in speed until it finally levelled out into one solid noise, like a heart monitor flat lining.
"Ha!" he said again as he heard Martha's footsteps catch up to him, as he flattened his ear to an apparently solid grey wall. As he heard Martha take a deep breath in order to start speaking a loud caterwauling sound cut her off.
An alarm.
"Looks like our ten minutes are up!" he laughed as he took a large step back and pointed his sonic at the all.
"She's here, she's in here, she is- if I can just find the right frequen- Ah ha!" he cried as a panel in the wall slid open to reveal a room behind it.
"After you Miss Jones." Bowed the Doctor and Martha dived into the room followed by the Time lord.
"It's alright." the Doctor said quietly as he and Martha stood very still on one side of the room. There was a sheet of glass, the same kind as in the laboratory, separating the room into.
Cordelia was sat behind it.
Back pressed into the corner of the room, eyes wide and wary watching the Doctor and Martha carefully, as she tugged and twisted the chain of her cuffs between her fingers.
"It's alright." The Doctor said again, eyes wide and earnest a comforting smile on his face.
The alarm from outside the room was dimmed in here. Looking around Martha noted oddly warped looking glass separating the room in two, keeping them away from her. In one corner there looked like to pieces of metal hovering in thin air, which she of course realised were two miniscule hinges for a , narrow door, clearly designed for only one person to exit and enter from.
"Cordelia?" came the Doctors voice and she shuddered slightly at the name.
"Oh ok. Not Cordelia then. What should we call you then? Coo-rr-dd-ee-liaaa. Liaaaaa. What about Leah? Is that better? Leah?"
She nodded once at the Doctor who smiled in response.
"Brilliant. I'm the Doctor, just the Doctor, and this is Martha. You want to leave."
He didn't bother to pose the sentence as a question, he knew what the answer would be and her violent nod of agreement proved him right.
"Perfect! Right then just need to adjust the screw driver to shatter this damn glass aannnddd" here he paused messing with the sonic and Martha piped up
"But, that man, Dr Snyden, he said that the glass-"
"He is an idiot and a cruel man and I don't tend to listen to cruel men." said the Doctor firmly before his eyes lit up and he grinned
"Ah hah! Now just adjust the frequency, pre-set the blueeeeeeee, and pinpoint the weakest point of contact aaaannnnd" he pressed the screwdriver just under where one of the hinges appeared to be floating and looked over both shoulders saying to both Martha and Corde- Leah
"You two may want to stay back. And erm cover your faces. Ready? In 3, 2, 1"
And he pressed down on the sonic.
Silence.
CRAAAASSSHHHHHH.
The wall of glass fractured, cracked in all directions before it cascaded to the floor with an ear-shattering crash. Martha turned to the wall, hand over her ears and her eyes squeezed shut, shielding herself from the shards of glass as Corde- Leah did the same.
As the last fragments of glass tinkled on the ground the doctor was already jumping n tip toe over the broken pile and offering his hand to Leah.
"Now, what do you say about getting out of here?"
With a deep breath, she took the Doctors hand and followed him over the broken screen. The Doctor grabbed Martha's hand with his free one and looked between the two women.
"Right then. Time to run. Allon-sy!"
And run they did.
Out of the exit, down several long hallways until they reached a huge metal door with a spinning handle in the middle. The Doctor gave the circular wheel a tug but it didn't budge, so he pointed the sonic at the door.
"Damn it. Ventracular Hydraulic locks. This could take a minute. Hang on."
But even as he began fiddling with the screwdriver's settings an oily, squirm inducing voice said from behind them
"going somewhere?"
Ta da.
More soon.
Geronimo xx