The day that the new headquarters were overrun by large, lumbering creatures that fitted the description in the files of something called Ogrons that she wished she remembered more about, Emily found herself sitting in a cell, her right arm handcuffed to a young woman in an extremely short skirt, who seemed to know a hell of a lot about UNIT.
"Miss Grant?"
"Yes?"
"Captain? Sergeant? Corporal?"
"Nope."
"Brigadier?" she threw out helplessly. Miss Grant shook her head.
"Just plain old "miss", I'm afraid. Sorry to disappoint you. And call me Jo; everybody does. Well, except the Brig, but he's the Brig, you know? Is he still in charge here? He's a dear fellow, and I'm sure he'll get us out of this."
"The Brig? Miss Grant, my name's Brigadier Chaudhry. I'm in charge here."
"Oh!" Jo put her free hand to her mouth and Emily could see the edges of her grin around it. "I am sorry! Well," she started fiddling with her hair, a look of amused concentration on her face. "We'll just have to get ourselves out of here, won't we?" She held her hand out, triumphantly, a hair grip between her fingers.
"Um," said Emily.
"We'll probably have to rescue the Doctor as well..." (http://community.livejournal.com/trap_one/8222.html)
Approx 970 words.
Requests: Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart/Emily Chaudhry, Emily Chaudhry/Liz Shaw, Eighth Doctor/Mickey Smith
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Emily Chaudhry/Jo Grant
Date: 2008-09-26 03:35 pm (UTC)"Miss Grant?"
"Yes?"
"Captain? Sergeant? Corporal?"
"Nope."
"Brigadier?" she threw out helplessly. Miss Grant shook her head.
"Just plain old "miss", I'm afraid. Sorry to disappoint you. And call me Jo; everybody does. Well, except the Brig, but he's the Brig, you know? Is he still in charge here? He's a dear fellow, and I'm sure he'll get us out of this."
"The Brig? Miss Grant, my name's Brigadier Chaudhry. I'm in charge here."
"Oh!" Jo put her free hand to her mouth and Emily could see the edges of her grin around it. "I am sorry! Well," she started fiddling with her hair, a look of amused concentration on her face. "We'll just have to get ourselves out of here, won't we?" She held her hand out, triumphantly, a hair grip between her fingers.
"Um," said Emily.
"We'll probably have to rescue the Doctor as well..." (http://community.livejournal.com/trap_one/8222.html)
Approx 970 words.
Requests: Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart/Emily Chaudhry, Emily Chaudhry/Liz Shaw, Eighth Doctor/Mickey Smith