The Littlest Timelord: Blast from the Past

Chapter 6 (Smith and Jones)

The trio ran down the stairs, but almost ran into the Judoon. They kept running and found a room labeled "Radiology". They ran inside and the Doctor soniced the lock. They ran behind the screen. 

"When I say now, press the button!" the Doctor yelled. 

"But I don't know which one!" Martha told him. 

"Then find out!" The Doctor started messing with the x-ray machine as Martha pulled the manual from the shelf. 

Both her and Elise started scanning it. 

The motorcycle man started to break the door off its hinges. The man burst in and the Doctor aimed the machine at him. 

"Now!"

The machine let out radiation and the man fell down dead. 

Martha turned the machine off. "What did you do?" Martha asked. 

"Increased the radiation by five thousand per cent. Killed him dead." 

"But isn't that going to kill you?" 

"Nah, it's only roentgen radiation. We used to play with roentgen bricks in the nursery. It's safe for you to come out. I've absorbed it all. All I need to do is expel it." 

The Doctor started bouncing up and down. "If I concentrate I can shake the radiation out of my body and into one spot. It's in my left shoe. Here we go, here we go. Easy does it." 

The Doctor started shaking his leg and jumping. "Out, out, out, out, out. Out, out. Ah, ah, ah, ah! Itches, itches, itches, itches, itches. Hold on." 

The Doctor pulled off his shoe and threw it in the trashcan. "Done." 

"You're completely mad," Martha told him. 

"You're right. I look daft with one shoe." He pulled off his other one and threw it in the trash. "Barefoot on the moon." 

"So what is that thing? And where's it from, the planet Zovirax?" 

They knelt down next to it.

"It's just a Slab. They're called Slabs. Basic slave drones." The Doctor thumped it with his hand. "See? Solid leather, all the way through. Someone has got one hell of a fetish." 

"But it was that woman, Miss Finnegan. It was working for her, just like a servant." 

The Doctor pulled his sonic screwdriver out of the machine. "My sonic screwdriver." 

"She was one of the patients, but..." 

"Burnt out my sonic screwdriver." 

"She had a straw like some kind of vampire." 

"I loved my sonic screwdriver." 

"Doctor?" 

"Sorry." His screwdriver joined his shoes in the trash. The Doctor smiled. "You called me Doctor." 

"Anyway? Miss Finnegan is the alien. She was drinking Mister Stoker's blood." 

"Funny time to take a snack. You'd think she'd be hiding. Unless. No. Yes, that's it. Wait a minute...Yes! Shape-changer. Internal shape-changer. She wasn't drinking blood, she was assimilating it. If she can assimilate Mister Stoker's blood, mimic the biology, she'll register as human. We've got to find her and show the Judoon. Come on!" 

They ran out of the radiology room and hid while the other Slab walked by them. 

"That's the thing about Slabs. They always travel in pairs," the Doctor said.