: Encounters in the Fourth Dimension (4/?)Rating:
the Doctor, Donna, the ScoobiesDisclaimer
: I don't own Doctor Who or BtVS. Written for fun, not profit. Summary:
When the Scoobies meet a rather odd pair, they discover that time does not necessarily have to follow a strict progression of cause and effect.A/N
: Sorry for the shortness and lateness. Having a cold does nothing for my inspiration. Any comments or suggestions are most welcome!
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Chapter 4 - Private Tea Party
It probably should have worried Donna that her first thought upon regaining consciousness was 'I am going to bloody kill that Martian!'
instead of something sensible like 'Where am I?'
or 'Did anyone get the license plate on the truck that hit me?'
Not that anyone had ever accused her of being sensible and she supposed that nobody ever would now that she had run off to travel with an alien. Speaking of the bloody alien…She looked around. The fact that she was alone was only slightly reassuring. The fact that she had been kidnapped right under the Doctor's nose, was alone and tied to a bloody chair
wasn't. And the exposed feeling of being stuck in the middle of some dark, dank, stone hall wasn't sitting well with her either.
At least she couldn’t say that she didn’t have a lot of practical experience with kidnapping (and really, did she have victim
scrawled across her forehead or something?). It seemed to be part and parcel of travelling with the Doctor. It just wasn't bloody fair that half the time he
was the one who had to rescue her
. Though there was that rather memorable time in old London…And if she had...