Dr Martha Jones saw the end of the universe (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} drjones_unit) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming, |
Battles were nothing knew to her. Maybe it made her jaded, but Martha had seen so many, and this was what she was trained for. The disciplined training of UNIT and the training she had never asked for during the Year That Never Was. Even as Japan had burned around her, Martha had kept her cool, and that was what she did now, moving through the battlefield, tending to the wounded, directing the more seriously injured back, as well as defending against attack with a calm precision. She knew that people around her weren't making it, and later she knew she would grieve, but that would be later, had to be later, for now she had patients to treat.
When the Cage opened, even she looked shocked, she who had seen so many incredible things in her life.
And that was when things truly exploded for everyone.
Her heart froze when she heard the shouts of someone she knew was the Doctor. Oh, that voice wasn't as familiar to her as the Tenths, but there was still something recognizable in there. But she was far, too far away. And people were too close to the Cage.
She saw Tony go in and heard screaming. It took her a while to realize that the scream was her, all panic and fear, screaming out his name. Martha was about to go over there, to do something, anything, when she saw Rose. Golden eyed Rose. No, not Rose, not then, that was the Bad Wolf, and the panic in Martha increased. She saw what the Bad Wolf did, saving the Doctor, saving so many. There was a numb denial as she just stared, frozen to the spot, as Rose the Bad Wolf followed Tony into the Cage.
The instant the Cage closed, Martha felt able to move again, the tears coming thick and fast as she sobbed hysterically. Rose, the best girl friend she had ever had, come from a tough start to be as close to her as a sister. Tony, the man she had never meant to fall for but had done anyone, and she had never told him she loved him. All traces of the calm soldier was gone as she screamed, and tried to move towards where the Cage had been, before strong arms wrapped around her. Martha wasn't even sure who it was holding her back, just that he was enough to keep her where she was, even as she screamed and sobbed, trying to kick and claw her way free, refusing to even acknowledge any comfort the man was trying to give her.