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Donna Noble (illhaveasalute) wrote in silverage,

"Yeah, I know, Spaceman." She put an arm under his shoulders to help support him. She was seriously worried now- what was happening to him? "C'mon, I'll help you." She started to walk towards the TARDIS, supporting his weight as best she could. "Good thing you're so skinny."

"Amy Pond explained that you had just changed your face when you met her- is that the plan here too? Martha's still in love with you, said you were babbling about quantum-locked angels when she got brought back. I almost got nabbed by a clockwork robot, but it's been deactivated- there's a woman named Gwen who says she knows of you. It's hard to tell about people who 'shouldn't' be here, as most of us shouldn't- I met Death's granddaughter from another universe the other day. Lovely girl, name's Susan." She was well aware she was just talking to talk at this point- she was nervous and the Doctor was heavier than he looked, but they were at the TARDIS, now. She pulled the chain around her neck out from under her blouse, fumbling with the key she kept on it. She opened the door to the familiar blue box, struggling to get the Doctor inside. "Alright, we're here Doctor. What do you need?"