Jumping For The Stars

Chapter 5 - Dalek

Warning to readers; please tell me if you didn't understand this chapter. If you didn't tell me why, not just that it was lame. Also the confusion does have to do with my own personal twist to Doctor Who, so fair warning. Thank you.

Chapter 5

Dalek

Tea liked their adventures as she called them. There were a few big ones that she particularly adored, one being the meeting of a man who frankly insulted her. Luckily, he didn't last very long. It started with the TARDIS malfunctioning. Don't tell anyone, but it was because of Peck, who was feeling much better, who decided that wanted to sneak press a very interesting button. It was red, and you know the cliche 'don't push the red button; oh no, you pressed the red button?' Well, imagine that, but the martin version.

"So, what is it? What's wrong?" Rose asked as she and the Doctor walked out of the TARDIS.

"It wasn't me," Tea said, raising her hands and rushing out of the time (and space) machine.

"Don't be daft, course it wasn't you," the Doctor said looking at Tea then glancing around, making it so he didn't notice her sigh of relief, "some kind of signal drawing the TARDIS off course."

"I'm guessing that's worse," Tea muttered to herself, pulling her bag up further on her shoulder.

"Where are we?" Rose asked, joining the Doctor in looking around.

"Earth, Utah, North America. About half a mile underground," the Doctor answered, testing the air in some way.

"And... when are we?" Rose asked, neither of them noticing Tea in the background wandering off.

"2012," came the Doctor's simple reply.

"God, that's so close, so I should be... 26," Rose comments and the Doctor flips a switch causing light to swarm the room. Tea's shreak of pain could be heard as she blindly ran into a wall. Ever so casually she turned around, not wanting neither Rose nor the Doctor to notice her pain or the fact that she would inevidably get lost if she left.

"Blimey! It's a great big museum!" Rose exclaimed as she Tea walked to her side.

"An alien museum," the Doctor corrected, "Someone's got a hobby. They must've spent a fortune on this. Chunks of meteorite, moon dust... that's the milometer from the Roswell Spaceship."

As the trio passed the exibits it was him that spit out that names. Mostly because the other two were tourists in a sense.

"That's a bit of Slitheen!" Rose pointed out, "That's a Slitheen's arm, it's been stuffed."

The Doctor was looking around and spotted something else, pointing it out for the others to see, "Ah! Look at you!"

The Doctor walks over to a glass case, light catching on the sparkling clean service. Tea and Rose follow behind.

"What is it?" Rose asks, standing beside the big eared man trying to get a look.

"An old friend of mine... well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit. I'm getting old," the Doctor rambles in a sense.

"Is that where the signal's coming from?" Rose questioned, not quite getting his eagerness to stare as the metal head that sat encased in the glass.

Tea was staring at the head, observing every detail, it looked like it had headphones on it. Big, square, metal headphones that made no sense at all. Then again Tea didn't know what cybermen where, so what could she say about what made sense and what didn't.

"Nah, it's stone dead. The signal's alive. Something's reaching out," the Doctor answers, looking at the head, something in his eyes that Tea couldn't quite depict, "Calling for help."