Five Places Martha Never Hid with the Doctor - Neptune
Title: Five Places Martha Never Hid with the Doctor - Neptune
Rating: PG
Fandom: Doctor Who/Veronica Mars
Pairing/Character: Martha Jones, Veronica Mars
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and related characters; Rob Thomas owns "Veronica Mars" and related characters; I own nothing.
Prompt: Moonlight
Note: Written for xoverland .
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Looking at the moonlight glinting off the ocean, Martha wrapped her jacket a little more firmly around herself as she made her way to the deserted building where she had hidden the TARDIS. Hearing a sudden noise, Martha turned around, but didn't see anything. Neptune must be getting to her, she decided, continuing her walk. She was jumping at shadows.
She didn't know why the Doctor had decided to hide here, of all the places, but most of the time, she rather liked this town of contradictions, even though she felt like she was a field medic in that school of theirs. She was the one who had to patch everybody up after fights inevitably broke out.
"Hello, girl," she muttered, running her hands along the familiar blue walls of the TARDIS when she finally arrived. Slipping the key out of her pocket, she quietly unlocked the door and walked inside. The familiar hum washed over her, and she smiled softly. One more month. They only needed one more month here before they didn't have to worry about the Family any more.
"So this is what you're hiding," a voice commented from behind her. Whirling around, she saw Veronica Mars, a girl who had too much of a sense of trouble for her own good standing in the doorway. "I thought it something more mundane, like drugs or a secret boyfriend." Veronica examined the large main room, turning around to get a more complete look. "So, what's this? And is Mr. Smith on it?"
Martha sighed and motioned for Veronica to sit down next to her. There was no way she would be able to lie her way out of this. She had seen Veronica too many times in action to think that.
"It's a long story," Martha began after Veronica joined her. Her eyes traveled to the center console and a sad smile tugged at her mouth. "It all started on an ordinary day in London..."
Rating: PG
Fandom: Doctor Who/Veronica Mars
Pairing/Character: Martha Jones, Veronica Mars
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and related characters; Rob Thomas owns "Veronica Mars" and related characters; I own nothing.
Prompt: Moonlight
Note: Written for xoverland .
Claim Table
Looking at the moonlight glinting off the ocean, Martha wrapped her jacket a little more firmly around herself as she made her way to the deserted building where she had hidden the TARDIS. Hearing a sudden noise, Martha turned around, but didn't see anything. Neptune must be getting to her, she decided, continuing her walk. She was jumping at shadows.
She didn't know why the Doctor had decided to hide here, of all the places, but most of the time, she rather liked this town of contradictions, even though she felt like she was a field medic in that school of theirs. She was the one who had to patch everybody up after fights inevitably broke out.
"Hello, girl," she muttered, running her hands along the familiar blue walls of the TARDIS when she finally arrived. Slipping the key out of her pocket, she quietly unlocked the door and walked inside. The familiar hum washed over her, and she smiled softly. One more month. They only needed one more month here before they didn't have to worry about the Family any more.
"So this is what you're hiding," a voice commented from behind her. Whirling around, she saw Veronica Mars, a girl who had too much of a sense of trouble for her own good standing in the doorway. "I thought it something more mundane, like drugs or a secret boyfriend." Veronica examined the large main room, turning around to get a more complete look. "So, what's this? And is Mr. Smith on it?"
Martha sighed and motioned for Veronica to sit down next to her. There was no way she would be able to lie her way out of this. She had seen Veronica too many times in action to think that.
"It's a long story," Martha began after Veronica joined her. Her eyes traveled to the center console and a sad smile tugged at her mouth. "It all started on an ordinary day in London..."