Trusting ( A Time Lord Love Story ) ( Doctor Who )

The Shakespeare Code part 1

I dug throgh my back-pack in search of my vortex manipulator. "Where is it?" I ask myself quietly. I just finished my book and now I was in search for the Doctor. I knew he was in London and had just met this woman named Martha Jones. "Aha!" I said triumphantly as I pulled the vortex m. out of my bag. I put my back-pack on as well as the vortex m. I then set up the coords. and was on my way to an alley where the Doctor was.

I was going through the vortex. Ah I feel sick I thought to myself as I twisted and turned. I was just about finished traveling through and ended up in the Tardis and I fell on my hands and knees. I looked to my right and left and saw Martha I presumed and The Doctor. I breathed heavily before standing up a bit unstable. I held my hand out to Martha and introduced myself. " Hello, I'm the Explorer." I said to her cheerfully.

"Hello, I'm Martha Jones" She took my hand and shook it gently. "Just one trip to say thanks. You get one trip, then back home. I'd rather be on my own with Explorer." I look at him with a wth expression. "You're the one that kissed me." I look at him surprised."That was a genetic transfer." He insists more to me than Martha. "And if you will wear a tight suit." "Now, don't!" He says trying and failing to stop her.

" And then travel all the way across the universe just to ask me on a date." He looks at her dangerously. "Stop it." She rolls her eyes "For the record? I'm not remotely interested. I only go for humans." He sighs relieved "Good. Well, then. Close down the gravitic anomaliser, fire up the helmic regulator. And finally, the hand brake. Ready?"

"No." Martha says and I look at her amused. She smiles back. "Off we go." The Doctor says with a big grin. The Tardis with a big jolt and I'm flung into the railing which I hold onto for dear life. "Blimey, it's a bit bumpy." I look at her and laugh. "Welcome back, Lanie."He says to me. "Good to be back." I say to him. "Welcome aboard, Miss Jones." "It's my pleasure, Mister Smith." I smile at the Doctor and he smiles as the jolting continues.

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Martha looks at the Doctor curiously. "But how do you travel in time? What makes it go?" She asks still hanging onto the console for dear life. "Oh, let's take the fun and mystery out of everything. Martha, you don't want to know. It just does. Hold on tight." The Tardis comes to a halt. Martha and I both fall to the floor violently. The Doctor comes quickly to my side and picks me up off the floor.

"Blimey. Do you have to pass a test to fly this thing?" I looked at her and smile. "Yes, and he failed." I turn to him. "Why do I let you drive the Tardis?" He shrugs. "I promised you one trip, and one trip only. Outside this door, brave new world." She walks over to the door eagerly.

"Where are we?" She asks worry etched in her voice. "Take a look. After you." She looked out the door and the Doctor kissed me on the lips quickly and I pulled away. "I walked out the door and nodded for him to come with me. "Oh, you are kidding me. You are so kidding me. Oh, my God, we did it. We travelled in time. Where are we? No, sorry. I got to get used to this whole new language. When are we?" I pull Martha back just in time for someone to empty the contents of a bucket.

"Gardez l'eau!" The man that threw the bucket says. "Somewhere before the invention of the toilet. Sorry about that." I chuckle under my breath and Martha smiles. " I've seen worse. I've worked the late night shift A+E. But are we safe? I mean, can we move around and stuff?" I look at her incredulously. "Of course. Why?" I ask. "It's like in the films. You step on a butterfly, you change the future of the human race." I looked at her amused. "Tell you what then, don't step on any butterflies. What have butterflies ever done to you?" I laugh at his question and how serious he looks saying it.He looks at me amused. "What if, I don't know, what if I kill my grandfather?"

I look at her disbelieving. "Are you planning to?" I ask her. She shakes her head. "Well, there you go." "Is this London?" she asked looking at her sorounding. "I think so. Round about 1599."She looks a bit worried. "Oh, but hold on. Am I all right? I'm not going to get carted off as a slave, am I?" The Doctor looks at her confused. She looks at him like he is completely crazy. "Not exactly white, in case you haven't noticed." He looks up ahead and then at me. " Lanie and I aren't even human. Just walk about like you own the place. Works for us. Besides, you'd be surprised. Elizabethan England, not so different from your time. Look over there. They've got recycling."