"That's why I have the taser. And as you may remember, how long did it take to convince me to take that along?" She shot him an almost amused look. As if this weren't a very serious conversation. Which it was. She had the feeling that it was an argument that she'd eventually lose,. But for now she had her taser... Still... "Well, if it's anything like you're special brand of researching after hours, I'm certain you'll be able to get me to agree to almost anything," she bit her lower lip, winking at her lover. Not the time or the place, but it was the way they did things.
Jack opened the door and Martha bowed her head as if to say thank you. Taking a step out time seemed to slow slightly. One second she was taking a step outside, the next there was an inhuman cry and a figure coming right at her. It was big. And it was angry. Martha stumbled to the side, not giving herself any moment to stop and think. Trying to get out of the way.
How had it gotten so close?! Her hand moved for the Taser...