taxonomites | 001 ∞ [holo | location: Sanctuary]

Amy appeared on the platform and jumped, letting out an "AUGH!" Hadn't she just been in the TARDIS? How did she end up here? She looked all around the stark room, seeing a pedestal in the corner, and then noticed the thin book in her hand. Turning it to read the cover, she murmured out loud, "The Legend of Pandora's Box?" She flipped it open, sure that it was the book from her bedroom back home. How did it get here? Or perhaps a better question was, how did she get here? And what was this weird bracelet on her wrist?

She'd been in plenty of strange situations in the past, and plenty of those separated her from her friend and her husband, so she wasn't as freaked out as she could have been. The Doctor was always able to find her, to save her, and so she was confident that he would do the same now.

Stepping off the platform on which she stood, she called out, "Doctor?" before coming up to a pedestal with some sort of mobile on it. Picking it up caused the door behind her to open, and she quickly spun around, the strange little device still in her hand. Amy moved forward cautiously, sticking her head out the door.

"Doctor! Rory! Oi, anybody there?" She clicked her tongue and stepped out into the hall. "Well this is just great." She picked a direction and headed down the hall, clutching her book and the device as the door slid shut behind her. Pausing to look down at the object in her hand, she wondered if it really was some kind of mobile, and if so, if she could use it to find the Doctor.

She slid the screen down over the keyboard and held it up to her ear, listening. "Can anybody hear me on this thing? Hellllllloooooo." She waited a moment for a response and, when none came, she sighed and held it out to look at the screen. Seeing a button with a picture of a house on it, she assumed it was the home key and so she pressed it. It brought up a map with a colored dot in the middle, labeled, 'Amy Pond.' "Great," she replied with a sigh, "now I know where I am. I'm... in some building in some strange place and I'm a dot on a map. So very helpful, that."

Dropping hand and tablet to her side she decided she would just have to explore, and see if anyone could tell her where she was.

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"Oh, ouch. That's awful." Of course, Amy was the opposite, taking off the night before her own wedding, but she eventually got to it. And hey, in this new reality she lived in, she never had cold feet, so that was an improvement.

Martha wasn't about to argue with that, but she did manage to give Amy a wry sort of smile.

"He's used to aliens," she said, by way of an explanation, "He'll be all right with it once I've explained."

Whether that the hamsters would be all right or not was a different matter entirely, of course.

"Well that's lucky! It's better to have a fiance who understands these alien matters." Her voice gave the impression that she had this experience herself, so she didn't elaborate.

"So has anyone ever escaped this place?" Because if the answer was yes, she and the Doctor would be discovering that way too, and if the answer was no, well, then she and the Doctor would just have to discover a way themselves.

"It's how we met," said Martha, fondly. Mickey had returned from the parallel universe, charmed her into letting him stay on her coach and, despite her original intentions, had never actually left.

"Not that I know of."

Not even the Doctor.

"Hmmph." This supposedly inescapable place was getting on Amy's nerves. She wasn't sure if she'd come to like it the more she came to know about it, but it was the inability to escape that was the worst thing.

"I know," said Martha, giving the new arrival a sympathetic smile. They were companions of the Doctor and, consequently, they weren't used to failure. The Doctor always won in the end. "He just needs more time."

"That's what I'm thinking too. It's all sort itself out." She nodded to assure herself of that fact.

"At least he's got us to help him," she pointed out. "He gets into trouble if he's left on his own for too long."

It was difficult not to warm to Amy and it was easy to see why the Doctor had picked her as a companion. She'd felt the same way when she'd met Donna for the first time. In no time at all, they'd been acting as if they'd known each other for years.

She nodded. "Oh, don't I know it! But that's the Doctor, running head first into trouble." She was going to gracefully sidestep the fact that she did the very same thing. The way the Doctor did it was worse.

She couldn't think of any examples off the top of her head, but she was sure it was true.

"Have you spoken to him yet?" asked Martha, who had done her own fair share of running into trouble. It was a prerequisite for a companion. "Is he coming to collect you?"

"Yeah, he's on his way." Should be there any moment, in fact. "Thanks for the chat, Martha."

"You're welcome. Maybe we could meet up when you've settled in? Go for coffee or something?"

She didn't get many opportunities to discuss the wonders of travelling through time and space with someone who really understood what it was like to be out there.

"Yeah, of course! That'd be great."

Amy felt the same way, but in addition, she would love to hear some dirt about the Doctor from before she'd met him.

Martha would be happy to oblige.

"Great," she said, giving Amy a heartfelt smile, "I'll be in touch, then?"

"You had better. Even I get tired of this madman with a box at times. I'll need you to stop me from hitting him." She chuckled then and nodded. "Yeah, talk to you soon."

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