It had started as a fairly innocuous morning, not unlike any other. After a bit of a snuggle with Sarah Jane, Peter had made his way to the Compound for a shower and some breakfast. Some coffee and a pastry, and he had to admit, the coffee quality was much, much improved since they'd discovered the plants and started grinding their own ( Read more... )

There was a hastily written note tacked to the bulletin board in rounded letters:

Congratulations to Dr. Rob Chase and The Doctor!Because they were great prats and didn't invite anyone to their wedding, there will be a wedding party for them this evening, the 30th of August at The Hub. Friends and acquaintances invited. Presents welcomed, but not ( Read more... )

It was not her week. That was all Sarah Jane had to say about the matter when she ran a hand through her hair and came up with three strands in her palm; brown, brown, and silver. Between this and the news that the one person she had counted on to be her excuse was no longer available, she was really having a shit go of it all ( Read more... )

Evey hated days like today.  They'd start out normal and fine, with a sunny day and nothing much going on, and then they'd unexpectedly crash into fiery bits.

Usually the crashing into bits part involved some wild animal feasting on her roses and Rollo shaking salty fishy muddy water all over her and then the clothesbox giving her only dirty ( Read more... )

It had started out innocuously enough. Early morning, Martha curled up in one of the arm chairs in the rec room with tea, thinking about everything and nothing, still as a stone but for the occasional sip from her cup and constant but quiet tap-tap-tappity-tap of one foot, seeming to keep time with a silent rhythm ( Read more... )

Ages ago, a whole other lifetime in the past, Sarah Jane Smith had two parents who loved her (she liked to think). They were tiny memories in her mind now, the fragments of a life she'd had and lost, all of five years old and standing up at the funeral in a plain black dress, her hair all mussed about, and her Aunt Lavinia telling her to be strong ( Read more... )

It hadn't been easy, but it certainly hadn't been difficult. One would think a surprise party on an island of that size would have been folly, but Gwen's friends had managed. Once the word had been safely spread out through Gwen's social circle, the only real trouble was making sure Gwen stayed away from the kitchen and the Hub during the day of ( Read more... )

[ During Homeplot, on Day Three, Sarah Jane and Peter are sent into the caves of Skaro to do away with the mutated beings. While there, they come up against a Dalek]

Dated June 10th.

[The sights and sounds of the TARDIS from years past greets both Sarah Jane Smith and Peter Carlisle when they awake. They learn of a mission to go to Skaro and monitor the Kaleds.]

Dated June 8th. Rated PG-13.

For as much as she'd procrastinated, Gwen thinks Ianto's party is looking pretty damned good. Having managed to enlist some help in the kitchen from various people, the food actually looks well and truly edible, and smells nice, too. Some seafood and breads and sliced fruit (She'd managed that part), along with pitchers of smoothies and mixed ( Read more... )