Doctor Who fic: Project Salvation (11/?)
Title: Project Salvation (11/?)
Author: buckshotwon
Rated: PG-13
Spoilers: Still post S4/Journey’s End
Characters: Martha Jones, Tenth Doctor, Jack Harkness, Mickey Smith, Tish Jones, Francine Jones, mentions of the Master, Donna Noble, Torchwood members (Gwen Cooper and Ianto Jones).
Pairings: Martha Jones/Tenth Doctor, Martha Jones/The Master, (minor) Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones, and Francine Jones/Clive Jones.
Disclaimer: I wish I did own Doctor Who but I don’t own them. BBC does.
Summary: Four months had passed. There were signs everywhere, and they all point to Martha Jones.
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10
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The Doctor stood in the same spot in the TARDIS where Jack had disappeared...along with the Master.
His head was still trying to wrap around what had just happened. For the first time, the Doctor was completely stunned and silent. His hand reached up to brush his wild hair and he groaned. He was alive, not dead, even though he had burned his body and he thought that he had finally found some closure.
Martha.
His brain finally connected when he realized he should go check up on Martha. How come his Martha didn’t tell him? Why couldn’t he see that something was wrong with her? So many questions, not so many answers, and he was screwed. So he turned on his heels of his sneakers and left the TARDIS, locking the door behind him and went to check up on Martha.
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Martha wasn’t waking up.
Tish held onto Martha’s hand and stared at her. She had to give her sister credit, she was a tough one, probably the strongest out of her and Leo. From what Mickey had told her, she was stable, but it was almost as if she had suffered trauma to the head, and it wasn’t letting her wake up.
Maybe the Doctor could…
Tish shook her head at that suggestion and figured he had too much on his hands.
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Francine had finally taken herself home to her husband for the night and let out the breath she had been holding in for days.
”How’s Martha?” She gave a weak smile towards Clive who was worried himself.
“She’s…well, I don’t know. They’ll have to keep watch on her since everything’s that happened to her, who knows if she’ll ever be okay. I wish I didn’t pressure her into taking this kind of lifestyle.” She sat down on the foot of the bed, rubbing her own forehead that was pounding.
”Force her into what? You know this kind of work always made her happy.” Clive wrapped an arm around her.
”No, I mean, if it wasn’t for me, maybe she wouldn’t have met Saxon or the Master or whatever the hell his name is. I pressured her to become a doctor; I butted into her own life when the Doctor came around. It’s my fault that I trusted complete strangers over my own daughter and look what happened to us. He was right,” and by “he” she meant the Master. “He was definitely right.”
Clive shook her head at him. “No it isn’t. You are a mother; you’re allowed to worry about your children. The way things that happened, it isn’t your fault. Martha is a strong one, you know that. She’ll get through this and we’ll help her. But right now, you need to enjoy just being at home, with me, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows and Francine shook her head at him, he always did that even when they first started to date.
”Alright, you win for the night.”
And the both of them shared their first kiss since their wedding day.
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The Doctor had watched Martha in the small room. Tish had fallen asleep in the chair next to the bed, and he entered the room. Jack hadn’t returned from wherever he had disappeared and cleared his throat.
Tish woke up at the sound and made sure she wasn’t drooling and wiped her face with her hand. “Doctor, what’s wrong with her? Tell me, please.”
He just stared at Tish and then at Martha and back at Tish. “I don’t know, to be quite honest with you. Whatever the Master did to her, he planned this after effect on her. I could try to reach inside her mind but…” He treaded off since the last person he had done that to wasn’t the same anymore.
The guilt of erasing Donna’s memories still haunted him.
“But what?” Tish finished, watching him.
”But I don’t know if Martha would like to know that I’ve been inside her mind again. You know how she is.” That response made Tish nod her head in agreement. Martha was a very private person and it showed today. “But I can take over and you can get some rest.”
Tish thought about it and she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a few days.
“Alright, Doctor, you win.” Tish got up and stretched and kissed the top of Martha’s head before saying her goodbyes.
Now, it was only just the Doctor and Martha.
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Mickey was asleep in a nearby chair.
Gwen was nodding on and off at her desk, her hair had already touched the top of her coffee, and she had to get a new cup. Going through her emails after settling down again, she clicked open the spam files and sighed at the many emails that read “The Salvation is among us.”
It wasn’t until she clicked on the most recent one and scrolled down to find a picture she instantly recognized.
It was Martha from the back but she recognized the bridesmaid dress. It was taken outside but why…
”My God,” Gwen stated. “Oh my God,” she repeated as she got up to rush over to wake up Mickey in his seat.
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The Doctor was watching his former companion be in a “deep sleep” like state.
He had missed her, he was still missing her, still caring for her. He was in love with her, deeply in love with Martha Jones, and again, she wasn’t able to him say the words.
His hand brushed back her bangs from her face and he felt how warm she was underneath his fingertips.
She jerked a little against his touch. “Martha?” He whispered, and she jerked again, almost as if she was trying to wake up. He grasped her hand and tightened her grip around it and he felt some kind of warm like atmosphere come over his hand and it seemed to radiate around her. “Martha?” He repeated and as quickly the warmth came, it was gone.
And then her eyes opened.
”Doctor?”
Her voice was so soft, so small, and he could only smile at her. “Welcome back, Martha Jones.” He reached in and kissed the side of her temple. She almost seemed to cling to him and smiled. “How do you feel?”
”I feel…like...” She treaded off, trying to find the right words to say. “I feel like weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.” Martha finished stating and let out a sigh. She struggled to make herself sit up against the bed, her body felt tired, exhausted, and weak but she did it. Once she did, she immediately wrapped her arms around the Doctor who held her back tightly.
”I’m so sorry, Doctor,” Martha said, almost on the brink of tears. But Martha never cried around the Doctor, and she didn’t plan to now.
”Don’t speak, Martha, just rest.” He responded and kissed her lips lightly. From each partner, they had missed the others presence, more so on the Doctor’s part. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear and Martha tensed against the Doctor’s hold at his statement, and then relaxed.
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“If Martha’s in the picture, wouldn’t that mean that she’s…” Mickey treaded off and Gwen just looked up at him, answering his statement without speaking.
Just then, a loud rush of wind came through the hub and there stood Jack, breathing quite heavily.
"Oh man, you don’t want to be anywhere near black holes.” He stated and the other two Torchwood members stared at him and then at each other and then back at Jack.
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A/N: Oh I am sooo sorry about not updating this on a regular basis! I’ve been busy with school, it loves to kick my ass but this is my way of making up for it! Hopefully chapter 12 can be typed out soon!
Author: buckshotwon
Rated: PG-13
Spoilers: Still post S4/Journey’s End
Characters: Martha Jones, Tenth Doctor, Jack Harkness, Mickey Smith, Tish Jones, Francine Jones, mentions of the Master, Donna Noble, Torchwood members (Gwen Cooper and Ianto Jones).
Pairings: Martha Jones/Tenth Doctor, Martha Jones/The Master, (minor) Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones, and Francine Jones/Clive Jones.
Disclaimer: I wish I did own Doctor Who but I don’t own them. BBC does.
Summary: Four months had passed. There were signs everywhere, and they all point to Martha Jones.
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10
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The Doctor stood in the same spot in the TARDIS where Jack had disappeared...along with the Master.
His head was still trying to wrap around what had just happened. For the first time, the Doctor was completely stunned and silent. His hand reached up to brush his wild hair and he groaned. He was alive, not dead, even though he had burned his body and he thought that he had finally found some closure.
Martha.
His brain finally connected when he realized he should go check up on Martha. How come his Martha didn’t tell him? Why couldn’t he see that something was wrong with her? So many questions, not so many answers, and he was screwed. So he turned on his heels of his sneakers and left the TARDIS, locking the door behind him and went to check up on Martha.
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Martha wasn’t waking up.
Tish held onto Martha’s hand and stared at her. She had to give her sister credit, she was a tough one, probably the strongest out of her and Leo. From what Mickey had told her, she was stable, but it was almost as if she had suffered trauma to the head, and it wasn’t letting her wake up.
Maybe the Doctor could…
Tish shook her head at that suggestion and figured he had too much on his hands.
------
Francine had finally taken herself home to her husband for the night and let out the breath she had been holding in for days.
”How’s Martha?” She gave a weak smile towards Clive who was worried himself.
“She’s…well, I don’t know. They’ll have to keep watch on her since everything’s that happened to her, who knows if she’ll ever be okay. I wish I didn’t pressure her into taking this kind of lifestyle.” She sat down on the foot of the bed, rubbing her own forehead that was pounding.
”Force her into what? You know this kind of work always made her happy.” Clive wrapped an arm around her.
”No, I mean, if it wasn’t for me, maybe she wouldn’t have met Saxon or the Master or whatever the hell his name is. I pressured her to become a doctor; I butted into her own life when the Doctor came around. It’s my fault that I trusted complete strangers over my own daughter and look what happened to us. He was right,” and by “he” she meant the Master. “He was definitely right.”
Clive shook her head at him. “No it isn’t. You are a mother; you’re allowed to worry about your children. The way things that happened, it isn’t your fault. Martha is a strong one, you know that. She’ll get through this and we’ll help her. But right now, you need to enjoy just being at home, with me, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows and Francine shook her head at him, he always did that even when they first started to date.
”Alright, you win for the night.”
And the both of them shared their first kiss since their wedding day.
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The Doctor had watched Martha in the small room. Tish had fallen asleep in the chair next to the bed, and he entered the room. Jack hadn’t returned from wherever he had disappeared and cleared his throat.
Tish woke up at the sound and made sure she wasn’t drooling and wiped her face with her hand. “Doctor, what’s wrong with her? Tell me, please.”
He just stared at Tish and then at Martha and back at Tish. “I don’t know, to be quite honest with you. Whatever the Master did to her, he planned this after effect on her. I could try to reach inside her mind but…” He treaded off since the last person he had done that to wasn’t the same anymore.
The guilt of erasing Donna’s memories still haunted him.
“But what?” Tish finished, watching him.
”But I don’t know if Martha would like to know that I’ve been inside her mind again. You know how she is.” That response made Tish nod her head in agreement. Martha was a very private person and it showed today. “But I can take over and you can get some rest.”
Tish thought about it and she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a few days.
“Alright, Doctor, you win.” Tish got up and stretched and kissed the top of Martha’s head before saying her goodbyes.
Now, it was only just the Doctor and Martha.
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Mickey was asleep in a nearby chair.
Gwen was nodding on and off at her desk, her hair had already touched the top of her coffee, and she had to get a new cup. Going through her emails after settling down again, she clicked open the spam files and sighed at the many emails that read “The Salvation is among us.”
It wasn’t until she clicked on the most recent one and scrolled down to find a picture she instantly recognized.
It was Martha from the back but she recognized the bridesmaid dress. It was taken outside but why…
”My God,” Gwen stated. “Oh my God,” she repeated as she got up to rush over to wake up Mickey in his seat.
-----
The Doctor was watching his former companion be in a “deep sleep” like state.
He had missed her, he was still missing her, still caring for her. He was in love with her, deeply in love with Martha Jones, and again, she wasn’t able to him say the words.
His hand brushed back her bangs from her face and he felt how warm she was underneath his fingertips.
She jerked a little against his touch. “Martha?” He whispered, and she jerked again, almost as if she was trying to wake up. He grasped her hand and tightened her grip around it and he felt some kind of warm like atmosphere come over his hand and it seemed to radiate around her. “Martha?” He repeated and as quickly the warmth came, it was gone.
And then her eyes opened.
”Doctor?”
Her voice was so soft, so small, and he could only smile at her. “Welcome back, Martha Jones.” He reached in and kissed the side of her temple. She almost seemed to cling to him and smiled. “How do you feel?”
”I feel…like...” She treaded off, trying to find the right words to say. “I feel like weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.” Martha finished stating and let out a sigh. She struggled to make herself sit up against the bed, her body felt tired, exhausted, and weak but she did it. Once she did, she immediately wrapped her arms around the Doctor who held her back tightly.
”I’m so sorry, Doctor,” Martha said, almost on the brink of tears. But Martha never cried around the Doctor, and she didn’t plan to now.
”Don’t speak, Martha, just rest.” He responded and kissed her lips lightly. From each partner, they had missed the others presence, more so on the Doctor’s part. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear and Martha tensed against the Doctor’s hold at his statement, and then relaxed.
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“If Martha’s in the picture, wouldn’t that mean that she’s…” Mickey treaded off and Gwen just looked up at him, answering his statement without speaking.
Just then, a loud rush of wind came through the hub and there stood Jack, breathing quite heavily.
"Oh man, you don’t want to be anywhere near black holes.” He stated and the other two Torchwood members stared at him and then at each other and then back at Jack.
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A/N: Oh I am sooo sorry about not updating this on a regular basis! I’ve been busy with school, it loves to kick my ass but this is my way of making up for it! Hopefully chapter 12 can be typed out soon!