The Belted Doctor, Chapter 9
Title: The Belted Doctor, Chapter 9
Author: tkel_paris , aka KendraC
Rating: High T, borderline M for (very) naughty humor, and some hints... Consider yourself warned.
Summary: A crack!fic inspired by a line from “Robin Hood: Men in Tights” and run for its life with. The Doctor is left with a very uncomfortable “protection” against unwanted advances. But will he find the one who is foretold to release him from his... prison?
Disclaimer: Mel Brooks owns “Men in Tights.” The BBC and others own “Doctor Who.” 'Nuff said.
Author's Note: Sorry this one's short, but I didn't have access to a script of the Sontaran episodes. Also, Martha's thoughts were much more important to the story than the actual words of the episodes. Don't fret: she'll appear again near the end, and she's going to have even more fun at the Doctor's expense!
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CHAPTER NINE: Doctor Jones' Observations
Lovely, Martha Jones had thought. I've got to call him back to Earth to save us. At least I was smart enough to give him my phone so we could reach him in emergencies - and this certainly counts.
She took some strange pleasure in seeing his dismay over her working with soldiers - even if he had worked with UNIT in the past. What, did he think that this was a reaction to his being a heel to her? That she was fighting because she had some anger issues over how he unintentionally messed with her head?
Well, she couldn't discount some of that, but he never had to know. Women had to have self-respect. So she wasn't about to let him off the hook just yet. She had a job partly because of working with him, so she had reason to be grateful. She could work on the front lines, protecting Earth. Someone had to.
Besides, Martha thought, I'm engaged. Yeah, it's another doctor, but I know I'm loved now. And he's just saving Earth citizens - not the whole universe. Don't have to be stunned by his enjoying anything at all.
She didn't know that the Doctor did worry about whether she had grown bitter over his treatment of her. He was having visuals of Rose growing in extremes toward that direction, and felt very sorry for Mickey, Jackie, Pete, and the baby.
Of course, they had to push their differences aside to figure out the source of the threat: Sontarans wanting to transform the Earth into a breeding ground for soldiers. Martha had the distinct feeling that this wouldn't be the last time some race would try to conquer Earth.
Working with Donna Noble was a surprising treat. At first she worried about how much the Doctor had spoken of their time together, but Donna's blase attitude about the Doctor - the very thought of getting a paper-cut just from hugging him was too good! - quickly endeared her to Martha. Of course, his being suddenly uncomfortable with them getting along made her year. His new companion was completely unimpressed with him, and he didn't know what to do about it!
Martha was loving it!
But, even amidst the chaos and urgency, Martha was quickly fascinated by the dynamic between the Doctor and Donna. He seemed to be more careful about what he said and how it came across - which meant he'd listened to her all those months ago. She could only attribute the extent to Donna Noble being all too aware of how flirtatious men behaved, and to calling him on it a lot.
She'd thought it impossible, so this was an amazing change. And rather entertaining.
Donna herself was impressive. She was so observant of people and feelings, and the Doctor was relying on her ability to see the things that his mind wasn't geared to spot. And who would have thought that having an office worker would be the key to figuring out part of the problem?! Donna had every right to be smug toward Colonel Mace.
What really caught her attention, however, were the Doctor's more unconscious behaviors towards, and reactions to, Donna herself. Sometimes he did forget himself, and Donna would laugh or scoff at him. But Martha swore that she saw - through the almost comical pouts over being dismissed - that he almost looked like he wished she'd flirt back every once in a while, that she wouldn't keep putting him in his place.
And then there was how often his eyes drifted towards Donna - without him being aware of it. Even while he was talking to others. That he smiled more frequently with her around, that his smiles were directed a lot at her - which she never saw him do when she was around. (She wondered what the comparison would be with when Rose was around, but knew better than to ask.) And then there were the signs of extreme tension while Donna was in the TARDIS, on board the Sontaran ship. She thought she saw his palms sweating a bit, and there were worry lines that she'd never detected - even while they were stuck in 1969.
When she put all of that together with the intensity of the hug he gave Donna when they were reunited, the sheer relief that she was okay and the pride that she'd taken on the Sontarans and won, Martha could only draw one conclusion: poetic justice was happening. He just didn't know it yet.
Neither did Donna have a clue. She clearly thought of him as a bloke who happened to be her best friend ever. It was almost enough to make Martha sorry she'd wished that on the Doctor; Donna Noble was really good for him!
Even when TARDIS took them for an unplanned ride, Martha did find the banter quite ridiculous. To bicker over whether the Doctor was “completely impossible” or “just a bit... unlikely” was priceless.
She would find more enjoyment later. After they made it back to Earth.
Chapter Ten: Maternal Instincts