Fan Fiction

The Doctor's latest companion has found herself trapped on the TARDIS in space. The TARDIS is self-destructing and worse of all, the doctor has gone missing. His companion must somehow save the TARDIS from self-destructing and try to find two women whom a mysterious man claims can help her.

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The Doctor's companion had been flying the TARDIS in autopilot since his disappearance almost two weeks before. The initial buzz of “Time Travel” and “Space” had long worn off. She was of course, suspended in space, starring into nothing. To her it felt like she was in limbo or worse, drowning in worry. As each day paased by, she could sense the TARDIS’s power grow weaker as if it knew its captain was gone. It was a lonely and abandoning feeling.

She had begun to wonder, like she had been doing for the last eleven days- asking herself the same question,  If she had known he was going to up and leave her, accidentally or not, would she still have come all the way out here?  The answer would always and indefinately be yes. She was bored of her old life. Stuck behind that counter, serving people who were hocking their lives off for a measley score. She wanted out. The Doctor was her out.

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It had been a month since their first encounter in her suburban pawn shop. She was reading an Agetha Christie book when a tall young man had strolled in, and peered over to her side of the counter.

“I meet her once, you know?” He tapped her book whilst looking at her. “Agetha Christie. Clever woman she was... Ah, brings back such fond memories. Although I don't quite remember when or where we meet.”

At first, she thought he was a bit cuckoo. Good looking nonetheless, but a bit loose in the head for her liking. Plus he dressed like her grandfather.
“Ah...Right? Can I help you with something Sir?” She barely took her eyes off her book.
“No...No...Not really... Actually, now that I think of it, you can.” He answered.

That was that and into space they went. 

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She must've drifted of to sleep at some point on that thirteenth day, because when she woke, all hell seemed to have broken loose. For starters, the TARDIS was in self-destruct mode, there were sirens and red lights everywhere, and there was an emergency video playing. There was a mysterious man speaking in the video. He didn't say who he was, but to her he seemed familiar.  On closer inspection of the video she could only make out a few words, or names rather. "Donna, Martha knows where she is. She knows what to do" She didn't understand, Donna, Martha? Who are these people?What do they know?

It was at that moment the Doctor's cellphone rung. Cellphone. Damn it! Why didn't I think of that? He had left it on top of the steering shaft before he went. She had missed the call (it was from Martha) but at least she had found something to send out a distress call. She hit the redial button and got Martha. She explained the situation. Within minutes, the TARDIS had stopped it's self-destruct sequence and everyhing seemed fine again.
"I don't know what happened there" Martha replied. "It seems the old girl was in a bit of a titsy. Oh yeah and by the way, if you're wondering where the Doctor is you don't have to worry. We're not going to be putting you in the simulation chamber again, Gwen"
"I'm going to get you guys back for this." She replied.