"Now, Adam. Get ready for the ride of your life!" I laughed as I sent the Tardis hurdling into space with the Doctor and Rose. The Tardis landed, and I looked over my shoulder to a sick looking Adam. I skipped to the doors and stepped out with Rose and the Doctor.
"So, it's two hundred thousand, and it's a spaceship. No, wait a minute, space station, and er, go and try that gate over there. Off you go." I waved Rose and a not preset Adam off, the Doctor standing close by.
"Two hundred thousand?" Rose asked.
"Two hundred thousand." The Doctor agreed.
"Right." Rose looked at us.
"Adam? Out you come." Rose opened the doors and smiled at Adam.
"Oh, my God." Adam's jaw dropped and he stood on shaky legs. "Don't worry, you'll get used to it." Rose patted him on the back lightly.
"Where are we?" He asked, looking around wildly.
"Good question. Let's see. So, er, judging by the architecture, I'd say we're around the year two hundred thousand. If you listen-" Rsoe repeated what we had said. "Engines. We're on some sort of space station. Yeah, definitely a space station. It's a bit warm in here. They could turn the heating down. Tell you what - let's try that gate. Come on!" Rose led us through the metal gate and Ito a massive viewing window.
"Here we go! And this is. I'll let the Doctor and Rebel describe it." Rose passed on to us. I rolled my eyes before talking, "The Fourth great and bountiful Human Empire. And there it is, planet Earth at it's height. Covered with mega-cities, five moons, population ninety six billion. The hub of a galactic domain stretching across a million planets, a million species, with mankind right in the middle." I looked at my nails and pretended they were the most interesting thing as I recalled the information from the back of my mind. And just like that, Adam fainted.
"He's your boyfriend." The Doctor smirked, letting Adam fall to the floor. "Not anymore." Rose dejected.
A large sign that said platform 139 was hung near the silence. "Come on, Adam. Open your mind. You're going to like this. Fantastic period of history. The human race at its most intelligent. Culture, art, politics. This era has got fine food, good manners." The Doctor showed a now conscious Adam.
"Out of the way!" Suddenly there were a lot of people bustling around, opening up food vending stations and serving customers at their counters.
"Thank you very much indeed. Somebody there? That's great. What do you want, love? All right, keep moving. I'll be with you lot in a minute. Here you are. One at a time. What now, what was it? Kronkburger with cheese, kronkburger with pajatos. Do you want a drink? Oi, you, mate. Stop pushing. Get back. I said, back." A vender yelled.
"Fine cuisine?" I murmured.
"My watch must be wrong. No, it's fine. It's weird." The Doctor replied. "That's what comes of showing off. Your history's not as good as you thought it was." Rose laughed with me. "My history's perfect." He faked hurt. "Well, obviously not." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
"They're all human. What about the millions of planets, the millions of species? Where are they?" Adam spoke up. "Good question. Actually, that is a good question. Adam, me old mate, you must be starving." I used a phony Irish accent. "No, I'm just a bit time sick." He denied. "No, you just need a bit of grub. Oi, mate - how much is a kronkburger?" The Doctor asked a nearby vender.
"Two credits twenty, sweetheart. Now join the queue." He said, rushing a few people in the kitchen behind him. "Money. We need money. Let's use a cashpoint." I whipped around to see a cashpoint machine behind us a bit. The Doctor went to the Credit Five cashpoint and does something clever with his sonic screwdriver. It produced a plastic card which the Doctor handed to me, which handed it to Adam.

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The Girl Who Survived (Doctor Who)
Fanfic"Oh yeah?! What's stopping me from running away? Huh? You know. There's a reason I'm called The Rebel. It's because I don't follow rules. Especially rules given to me by some tin pepper shakers! Bye. Bye!" ••• The Rebel thought she was the last Time...