To Be Continued (A Doctor Who Fanfiction)

Chapter Three: BOTI

"It's..," I started. Impossible would have been the right word. A wooden, blue phonebooth as big as a stadium on the inside.

He halted on the runway which he'd almost crossed in two strides, & turned to me with a huge grin, expectant.

"Go on," he said.

"It's bigger...on the inside."

"Good!" he clapped & spun around, bouncing toward the console in middle of the...what was this thing? A spaceship? ...A spaceship. Oh God.  He's one of them, I thought.

"I never do get tired of that," he rambled on as I slowly backed toward the doorway.

I turned just as my foot reached the threshold, only to have the door slam in my face. I pushed & pulled to no avail.

"Don't be alarmed--"

"DON'T BE ALARMED?! I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED BY ALIENS!"

"Kidnapped?" his brow furrowed again. I was beginning to think that might be his normal expression.

"So you ARE an alien!"

"Well..," he continued tinkering with the console in the center of the room, "yes."

He stopped pressing buttons & picked up a sort of screen, walking toward me. I braced myself against the door frame, awaiting extermination.

The device buzzed like a metal detector as he ran it down my body. On the way back up, he looked me in the eyes once again.

Just then, I really looked at him. His eyes were unearthly oceans of green. His hair flopped down perfectly on his forehead. He donned a striped tweed & a red bowtie.

"What kind of an alien wears a bowtie?"

He pouted, "Bowties are cool."

I still cannot believe what happened next: I laughed. On a saceship, in the middle of a hostage situation,  in the middle of an alien invasion, I was laughing at my alien captor.

His expression relaxed into a playful smile. He really was a handsome alien.

The reality of the situation suddenly hit me again & my laughter soon turned to tears.

Que the brow furrow. "What? Nononono," he said urgently.

"What's your name?" he asked softly.

Why did I want to trust someone--something--that had just kidnapped me; something that could be trying to destroy my homeplanet for all I know.

"Elizabeth, " I sniffled.

"Elizabeth," he repeated earnestly.

"I'm the Doctor."

"Do you usually kidnap your patients?"

He bounced back on his heels, "Ohhh....Oh. Right. No. Well, I....I suppose so, actually."

The ship abruptly jerked, knocking us both about.

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