Who: Ten, Martha What: Martha reunites with the Doctor When: Saturday evening Where: central park, near where hooverville used to be Rating: Low, likely Status: incomplete
It had been a crazy few days - weeks. Oh goodness, how long had she been here? Never mind that, the Doctor was here! Her Doctor. The one she'd apparently got over and moved on with her life ... and well, so had he. While she had Donna, and liked Donna, and was glad to be living with Donna, she'd rather have her room in the TARDIS back. The Doctor would be able to figure out a way to get them home, right? He had to.
He hadn't taken long to reply on the bulletin board notes system (and that was really odd how that worked, it was like the internet, only not), and she set off for Central Park, near where Hooverville had been. How strange, to think this was her third time, in a third New York, with the Doctor. He seemed oddly drawn to New York. Or New York was drawn to him, either way.
When she saw the familiar blue box, she ran towards it, flinging the door inward and running into the central console room. "Doctor!" she yelled, stopping just short of hugging him. Was that okay? He had moved on? It felt like there were all of a sudden a whole new bunch of rules that she didn't know about it, between them. It was hardly fair, him knowing her future, and her knowing absolutely nothing.