I'm in one of the prison cells at Torchwood.
I sit on the bed at the back of the tiny cell with my head in my knees. I'm so tired, I just want to sleep. After that tackle from Jack last night my back and arms hurt. I've had all my gadgets confiscated, including the memory keeper which I wasn't supposed to lose, especially to Torchwood. I lean my head against the wall and try to get some sleep, but I can't. I hit the wall a few times. SCRACHHH "Wah!" Something smashed up against the wall and made me fall off the bed. "What the hell?" I scoot frantically to the other end of my bed. SCRACHHHH "Wah!" Only to hear another lound Bang! And some growling. I rush to the middle of the bed and hug my knees tightly. I try to block the sound out using my arms, it works for about 5 minutes. When the growling stopped, I layed down on the floor (facing the door), close my eyes and sleep.
I wake up with a start. Jack's standing outside my cell. Arms crossed and not looking to happy. "Why did you do it Martha?" He glares at me, I turn my head away, as to escape his glare. "You could have killed her." His voice is getting louder. "Because a) Orders from UNIT b) I just don't understand the Doctor. He's just so, so. I don't know the word. Wouldn't you have done the same Jack?" I stand up slowly and straighten my back, trying to show I have authority. He dosen't seem intimidated. I let my sholders drop a bit. "I don't get him either. And the word you're looking for is impulsive, but in my opinion though, that's what makes him interesting, " I watch as Jack storms away from the cell, leaving me alone. I slump back down on the bench and hold my head in my hands.
Nightmare: I'm running. Running from daleks and Cybermen."You found her!" I try to sound happy about it. "Delete! Exterminate! Delete! Exterminate!" The sound rings in my mind. "I will use this!" I hold up the oster hagen key in my hand, trying to intimidate them. "You are all so... stupid." that grumpy old dalek said. I look at Davros on the screen before I feel myself being transported. Shit! I now stand in a massive room with the Doctor, someone who looks like the Doctor, Jack, Sarah-Jane Smith and Mciky Smith. I look across the room and see the Doctor and his old companion Rose. Standing in a shield of light. The Doctor looks like he's about to lose it...
*Gasp* I wake up with another start. *bang, bang, bang* "Ugh, stupid weevels." I groan to myself as I wipe the sweat off my forhead. It's always the same dream. I look up from the floor to see my second visitor, or maybe my interigator. "Doctor." I croak as I get to my feet. I see sadness in his eyes, but not hatred. He only ever showed that emotion once, and once was more than enough...
The Doctor's standing outside the cell door. "Hello Martha." His arms aren't even crossed. I thought he would be screaming at me. In a smaller voice I reply "D-Doctor, hows Rose?" I give him an appologetic smile and suddenly find the ground very intresting, he just keeps a straight face, hiding his hands behind his back. What's he hiding? Is it a gun? I lift my head to see him still staring, but there's something else about him... There's a massive line across his throat. What happened? Slowly, I walk to the glass and try to hold back my tears. "Doctor. I'm really sorry about what I did. I didn't know that she meant that much to yo-"
"Thats absolute bull." I stagger back a bit. How is his voice so calm? I take a step foward and put my hand on the glass. "Doctor I-" I can't finish the sentence, I have no more words, none that will be helpfull. "I just wanted to see how you were, Rose is fine now so I'll be going back up soon." I can hear sadness and relief in his voice. But what's going to happen to me? I put my head against the glass and almost start crying, "listen, what you've done is, to put it simply, un acceptable, whatever happens to you now is up to Jacks best judgment. I'm sorry, there's nothing else I can do from here." Hearing that made me really want to start crying now. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, I don't look, I don't want to look. "Doctor?" It's Rose! She really is okay. "Doctor, what you doing down here?" She looks at me and the smile instantly leaves her face. "H-hey Rose, how are you feeling?" I try to pull off a weak smile, but she dosen't buy it. Rose just glares at me, she takes the Doctors hand and leads him away. "Rose." but she's gone. "So much for the Christmas spirit..." I mumble to myself as I see the duo walking away.
A few hours later
Rose walks back in...
Hey Guys,
Merry Christmas everyone :) hope you're enjoying the holiday season. I had this chapter just lying around and figured I'd try to do something with it, so the story may go on a bit longer than expected :)
Quiz question time: Medium (for a minor role) why does the 10th Doctor die/ have to regenerate and what is the name of the episode?
So yeah, every couple of chapters I'll put in a quiz question. Merry Christmas and a happy new year :)
scarletjazzy :)
