calufrax rec - Appreciation by Persifilage
Story: Appreciation
Author: Persiflage
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2900
Author's Summary: While stuck in 1969, Martha and the Doctor run into some members of UNIT.
Characters/Pairings: Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart, Liz Shaw, Martha Jones, Other Character(s), The Doctor (10th), The Doctor (3rd), UNIT
Warnings: None
Recced because: A little timey-wineyness is always fun, and stories where the different Doctors and companions work together are about as timey-winey as you can get. This one is just fun, and a nicely handled look at the relationships between doctors and companions in different eras. That it's another Liz Shaw story is a bonus.
Martha sighed wearily: her feet were sore, her back was aching and the bag of groceries she carried seemed to have gained ten pounds since she'd left the shop where she was working to put food on the table and keep a roof over their heads while the Doctor fiddled about with his 'timey-wimey' device. Being stuck in 1969 was turning out not to be a laugh-a-minute as the only place they could afford was tiny, and it turned out that being stuck in a small flat in one time and place with a manic alien who rarely slept, was far more exhausting than running away from monsters and bad guys.
Martha rounded the corner and walked smack into a body. Strong arms caught hold of her, saving her from falling as she stumbled backwards from the impact.
"Steady," said a warm, kind voice. "Are you all right, my dear?"
Martha looked up into the face of a man who was even taller than the Doctor. It was a craggy face with a large nose and bright blue eyes, and was crowned by a mass of white hair, but what really caught her attention was the man's improbable clothes: he was wearing a long velvet cape over a velvet jacket and a frilly-fronted shirt.
"I'm fine," she managed, too tired to be offended by his 'my dear', and too used to it from the customers, well, those who would actually talk to her.
"I'm afraid you can't go up this street for the moment," he told her, his gaze intent on hers.
She leaned past him and saw that the street was blocked off. "Has there been an accident?" she asked immediately, forgetting her weariness as her instincts and training kicked in. "I'm a doctor."
"So am I," answered the tall man.
Incidentally, there's a Liz Shaw tribute video here:
http://youtu.be/m6H_sakDHeQ
Author: Persiflage
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2900
Author's Summary: While stuck in 1969, Martha and the Doctor run into some members of UNIT.
Characters/Pairings: Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart, Liz Shaw, Martha Jones, Other Character(s), The Doctor (10th), The Doctor (3rd), UNIT
Warnings: None
Recced because: A little timey-wineyness is always fun, and stories where the different Doctors and companions work together are about as timey-winey as you can get. This one is just fun, and a nicely handled look at the relationships between doctors and companions in different eras. That it's another Liz Shaw story is a bonus.
Martha sighed wearily: her feet were sore, her back was aching and the bag of groceries she carried seemed to have gained ten pounds since she'd left the shop where she was working to put food on the table and keep a roof over their heads while the Doctor fiddled about with his 'timey-wimey' device. Being stuck in 1969 was turning out not to be a laugh-a-minute as the only place they could afford was tiny, and it turned out that being stuck in a small flat in one time and place with a manic alien who rarely slept, was far more exhausting than running away from monsters and bad guys.
Martha rounded the corner and walked smack into a body. Strong arms caught hold of her, saving her from falling as she stumbled backwards from the impact.
"Steady," said a warm, kind voice. "Are you all right, my dear?"
Martha looked up into the face of a man who was even taller than the Doctor. It was a craggy face with a large nose and bright blue eyes, and was crowned by a mass of white hair, but what really caught her attention was the man's improbable clothes: he was wearing a long velvet cape over a velvet jacket and a frilly-fronted shirt.
"I'm fine," she managed, too tired to be offended by his 'my dear', and too used to it from the customers, well, those who would actually talk to her.
"I'm afraid you can't go up this street for the moment," he told her, his gaze intent on hers.
She leaned past him and saw that the street was blocked off. "Has there been an accident?" she asked immediately, forgetting her weariness as her instincts and training kicked in. "I'm a doctor."
"So am I," answered the tall man.
Incidentally, there's a Liz Shaw tribute video here:
http://youtu.be/m6H_sakDHeQ