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taxonomites2010-10-30 01:20 pm
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005: Everything Changes [Location: Amy and the Doctor's House]
The house was new and unused and, although Time Lords didn't need much sleep, the Doctor had selected a bedroom at random. It was that bedroom that Martha Jones - fully dressed and sprawled out on bed that she'd never seen in her life - woke up in, but, really, the fact that she'd been taken from her flat was the least of her worries.
Her chest hurt.
No. It didn't hurt, as such, but the sensation of two hearts beating in one chest was enough to unsettle someone who'd grown up with one.
Slowly, tentatively, she put a hand on her chest and got to her feet.
Was this how the Doctor felt every day? She could feel time - everything that had been and could be and would be and ...
"Oh my god," she breathed, dropping her hand back to her side and stumbling over to a mirror on the far side of the room. She didn't just feel like the Doctor. She was the Doctor! She was in his body.
Although she couldn't begin to imagine what a person hoped to gain from switching their bodies, Martha wouldn't put anything past the hamsters. Or past the Master, for that matter. As far as they were concerned, their imprisonment was just a great big game.
She needed to find the Doctor.
There was no sign of the tablet on the bedside table - knowing him, he'd left it in the kitchen while making himself a midnight cup of tea - so she had no choice but to head off down the hallway.
"Amy?" she called, "Amy, are you here?"
The Doctor could be a difficult man to find. It'd be a lot easier if she had help from someone they both trusted.
Her chest hurt.
No. It didn't hurt, as such, but the sensation of two hearts beating in one chest was enough to unsettle someone who'd grown up with one.
Slowly, tentatively, she put a hand on her chest and got to her feet.
Was this how the Doctor felt every day? She could feel time - everything that had been and could be and would be and ...
"Oh my god," she breathed, dropping her hand back to her side and stumbling over to a mirror on the far side of the room. She didn't just feel like the Doctor. She was the Doctor! She was in his body.
Although she couldn't begin to imagine what a person hoped to gain from switching their bodies, Martha wouldn't put anything past the hamsters. Or past the Master, for that matter. As far as they were concerned, their imprisonment was just a great big game.
She needed to find the Doctor.
There was no sign of the tablet on the bedside table - knowing him, he'd left it in the kitchen while making himself a midnight cup of tea - so she had no choice but to head off down the hallway.
"Amy?" she called, "Amy, are you here?"
The Doctor could be a difficult man to find. It'd be a lot easier if she had help from someone they both trusted.
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At the time, she'd probably paid far too much attention to that.
"I don't know," she added, honestly. "Sometimes the glitches affect the whole city. Sometimes it's just a handful of people."