Recuperation

The Runaway Bride

A/N: This is only the first chapter, no others will be posted on this site. I only made this account because another wattpad user had started to post my stories without my permission. If you would like to read the rest of the completed story, please see the external link ;)

~8~ is a scene break

~/~\~ is a flashback

'italics' is the Doctor/Professor speaking telepathically.

A quick basic physical description of the Professor: long light ash-brown hair typically worn clipped back on one side, pale, about the same height as the Doctor, grey eyes, typical outfit is a simple white tank top with black trousers and a long grey waterfall cardigan.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who...no matter how much I wish I did...

~8~

The Runaway Bride

The Doctor looked around as though he'd be able to find some sort of explanation for the ginger woman in her wedding dress standing in his TARDIS, the Professor however, just stared at the woman, bewildered.

"You can't do that," he gaped, "I wasn't...we're in flight! That is…that is physically impossible! How did…"

"Tell me where I am," the woman demanded, "I demand you tell me right now…where am I?"

"Inside the TARDIS," the Doctor stared at her as the Professor shook her head.

"The what…"

"The TARDIS," the Professor blinked a few times, shaking off her shock.

"The what?"

"The TARDIS!" the Doctor shouted, turning to the controls.

"The what?"

"It's called the TARDIS."

"That's not even a proper word! You're just saying things."

"How did you get in here?" the Professor asked softly, frowning at the woman.

"Well, obviously, when you kidnapped me! Who was it? Who's paying you? Is it Nerys? Oh, my God, she's finally got me back. This has got Nerys written all over it."

The Doctor turned as the woman yelled, watching her rant, still eyeing her with utter confusion, "Who the hell is Nerys?"

"Your best friend."

"No, that's me," the Professor stepped back over to him.

"Hold on, wait a minute," the Doctor cut in, "What're you dressed like that for?"

"I'm going ten pin bowling," the woman said sarcastically, before shouting again, "Why do you think, Dumbo? I was halfway up the aisle!"

"Dumbo?" the Professor raised an eyebrow at that.

The Doctor just fiddled with the controls as the woman walked around towards him, ranting, the Professor keeping an eye on her as she followed.

"I've been waiting all my life for this," the woman called, "I was just seconds away! And then you…I dunno, you drugged me or something!"

"We haven't done anything!" the Doctor defended.

"We're having the police on you! Me and my husband, as soon as he is my husband, we're gonna sue the living backside off ya!"

The Doctor had no reply to that, focusing instead on getting the controls set to get the woman back to wherever she came from. The woman looked over and noticed the doors, making a break for them.