The planet, as far as the Doctor knew, would never have a name and so he named it. He called it 'A Bad Idea' and felt that it encompassed the planet quite nicely ( Read more... )

If this were a romantic comedy, after Nine became Ten there would be hilarious hijinks, a double booked date and a few misunderstood kisses. As such, two nervous men coming to terms with a change in their lives is pretty cute and thus an acceptable substitute.

After a week of silence, an exasperated Doctor came to the conclusion that he was going to run out of things to fix on the TARDIS within a few months. He'd always have upkeep sort of work but with the finishing touches put on the new scanner screen, he was running low on distractions ( Read more... )

The only requirements the Doctor has for a date is that it be an outing, that he has a companion with him - he tried dating himself, it didn't work out - and that something exciting happen. While the Master may insist he's not a companion, they get a date of sorts anyway.

This was taking 'burden of your past' to new levels ( Read more... )

( Somewhere an engine is humming )

The Doctor skid to a stop on the sidewalk. It was the right house. The address of Martha Jones. Doctor Martha Jones. Secret saviour of humanity. He knew he'd already asked a lot of her but he didn't know who else to turn to ( Read more... )

The Doctor took a moment to check the locks again. He pointed his sonic at them, flicking it on. The blue light flashed and the whirl filled the air but the locks refused to budge. He gave a satisfied nod and stepped back, tucking his screwdriver into his pocket. He then reached out, pressing his hands to the walls. Too thick and therefore perfect ( Read more... )

The Doctor wasn't entirely surprised to find that Martha wasn't fond of sleeping in the park. Not that he could entirely blame her, really. Park benches did get uncomfortable after an hour or two. The good ones were usually taken anyway ( Read more... )

For the lovely savagestime

The Doctor had forgotten just how uncomfortable Roman prison cells were. Luckily, he was being given plenty of time to remember. A gift from his lord and master, he assumed.

( The take over, the break's over )