The Tenth Impact

Christmas Invasion

The TARDIS landed, and we were all alive. I was panting. Yeah, I knew we would be fine, but it was still scary to think about.

The Doctor was the first up. He ran to the doors, immediately throwing them open. He walked out, proud of himself.

"Here we are then, London. Earth. The Solar System. We did it." The Doctor reported with a wide grin.

I pushed myself up off the ground, stumbling towards the door. My body was aching from the bumps I'd gotten on the flight.

"Jackie. Mickey. Blimey!" The Doctor cheered. "No, no, no, no, hold on. Wait there."

It was at that point I was out of the TARDIS. Jackie and Mickey were holding the Doctor up.

"I've got something to say. There was something I had to tell you, something important. What was it? No, hold on, hold on. Hold on, shush, shush, shush, shush." The Doctor draped his arms over Jackie and Mickey's shoulders.

I rolled my eyes. How was it he was ten minutes old and already getting on my nerves? Maybe it was just the shaky flight. My head hurt...it hurt like when you wanted to sneeze but couldn't.

"Oh, I know!" The Doctor smiled brightly. "Merry Christmas!"

He collapsed, and Rose joined me.

"What happened? Is he all right?" Rose asked.

Mickey turned to us. He had a worried, confused frown on his face. "I don't know, he just keeled over. But who is he? Where's the Doctor?"

Rose motioned with her head at him. "That's him, right in front of you. That's the Doctor."

"What do you mean, that's the Doctor?" Jackie asked, looking between Rose and I. "Doctor who?"

==TTI==

Jackie walked into the room, a stethoscope in her hand.

Mickey and I had dragged the Doctor up here, then came the fun thing of changing him into the pajamas Jackie brought out. (You didn't hear this from me, but the Doctor wears question mark underpants.) It took me about a minute to keep myself from laughing, and Rose's glare stopped it from being five.

His leather jacket had been tucked away into my Infinity Bag, the rest of his clothes had been put into a pile nearby. I mean, if he asked for it once he woke up I would end up giving it to him, until then I would keep it.

Two was sentimental, apparently. She had some photos of her old family, some of Aunt Mel's shirts tucked away and sometimes worn under my hoodie, the video of Rose and the Doctor dancing in World War Two. Then there was the ID tag I gave to my pig, I had been saving that one for a while. Then there were random pictures of Nine, Rose, Mickey, Jack, and Jackie.

Jackie handed the stethoscope to Rose. My friend put it on, reaching to check the Doctor's hearts.

"Here we go." Jackie sat down beside us. "Tina the cleaner's got this lodger, a medical student, and she was fast asleep, so I just took it. Though I still say we should take him to hospital."

"We can't." Rose argued. "They'd lock him up."

"They'd dissect him, then try for me." I added. "One bottle of our blood could change the future of the human race."

Jackie tried to argue for the hospital.

"No!" Rose stopped her before Jackie could speak. "Shush!"

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. In my head, I heard the faint buzzing of the Doctor. He was still alive, just unconscious. The buzzing was white noise essentially, but it came as a great comfort.