He turns around. There's a very pretty girl leaning against the wall across from his building, and she's looking right at him.
"I'm sorry, miss," he says with a grin. "I'm sure I should remember you, but I don't quite."
She laughs, and the sound is clear and comforting. "You're such a flirt," she says, sticking out her hand. "Doctor Martha Jones. We met once, before. It's okay if you don't remember."
"Don't know where my manners went," he replies, shaking her hand. "I can make it up to you, if you like. Busy tonight?"
Martha laughs again, and turns to walk away. "Meet you here at seven. You can buy me dinner."
* * *
Dinner turns into another dinner into a film into lunch on Sunday with Tish into telling her mum that she's seeing someone new, now, yes, he's a doctor, no, he's perfectly normal. More or less.
* * *
She did wonder when he would ask.
"How did you know me?" he says suddenly, pausing. Martha groans, tries to encourage him with her hands, but he continues. "That day, at work, you called out to me. I mean, how did we get here from there?"
"Once upon a time, I walked the earth," Martha says, moving her hips to set her own tempo. "And I met you."
"The whole earth?" he says, with a grin and a gasp as she squeezes him tight. "What was I like?"
She pushes him off, then, sits up and rummages around in her purse by the bed. She finally pulls out a key: it's got a faint glow, slightly iridescent even in the dark room.
"You were the best man I met," she says, pressing the key into his hand and settling down on top of him. She wraps her hand around his, and increases the tempo. The key cuts into his hand as he comes, and she laughs, sits up straight, and follows him over.
* * *
"Martha. Doctor Jones."
She turns around, leaving the car door open. He's leaning against her front door, smile on his face like the cat that ate the cream. She's just finished a really long day at work. He has a small box in his hand.
"I'm going to Africa," he says. "Please marry me when I get back."
"The whole earth," he says later, kissing his way across her skin. "The whole earth."
She smiles, and thanks her lucky stars.
* * *
Their wedding rings are plain, solid gold bands; nothing fancy, nothing gaudy. On the inside, each ring is engraved with a tiny, perfect key.
Requests (let's try all new ones this time!): Ace/Hex, Tegan/Nyssa, Ben/Polly
Martha/Tom Milligan
He turns around. There's a very pretty girl leaning against the wall across from his building, and she's looking right at him.
"I'm sorry, miss," he says with a grin. "I'm sure I should remember you, but I don't quite."
She laughs, and the sound is clear and comforting. "You're such a flirt," she says, sticking out her hand. "Doctor Martha Jones. We met once, before. It's okay if you don't remember."
"Don't know where my manners went," he replies, shaking her hand. "I can make it up to you, if you like. Busy tonight?"
Martha laughs again, and turns to walk away. "Meet you here at seven. You can buy me dinner."
* * *
Dinner turns into another dinner into a film into lunch on Sunday with Tish into telling her mum that she's seeing someone new, now, yes, he's a doctor, no, he's perfectly normal. More or less.
* * *
She did wonder when he would ask.
"How did you know me?" he says suddenly, pausing. Martha groans, tries to encourage him with her hands, but he continues. "That day, at work, you called out to me. I mean, how did we get here from there?"
"Once upon a time, I walked the earth," Martha says, moving her hips to set her own tempo. "And I met you."
"The whole earth?" he says, with a grin and a gasp as she squeezes him tight. "What was I like?"
She pushes him off, then, sits up and rummages around in her purse by the bed. She finally pulls out a key: it's got a faint glow, slightly iridescent even in the dark room.
"You were the best man I met," she says, pressing the key into his hand and settling down on top of him. She wraps her hand around his, and increases the tempo. The key cuts into his hand as he comes, and she laughs, sits up straight, and follows him over.
* * *
"Martha. Doctor Jones."
She turns around, leaving the car door open. He's leaning against her front door, smile on his face like the cat that ate the cream. She's just finished a really long day at work. He has a small box in his hand.
"I'm going to Africa," he says. "Please marry me when I get back."
"The whole earth," he says later, kissing his way across her skin. "The whole earth."
She smiles, and thanks her lucky stars.
* * *
Their wedding rings are plain, solid gold bands; nothing fancy, nothing gaudy. On the inside, each ring is engraved with a tiny, perfect key.
Requests (let's try all new ones this time!): Ace/Hex, Tegan/Nyssa, Ben/Polly