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jesterladyficTitle: Until They Rest in You
by Jesterlady
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ten/Martha, Spock/Uhura
Summary: The Doctor and Martha get sucked into the Reboot Universe.
A/N: There were two things I wanted to satisfy by writing this story. One, that Star Trek was all the Doctor's idea, and Two, that the Doctor, (though I personally think of him as more asexual), would love Martha if he hadn't have met her right after losing Rose.
Disclaimer: I don't own DW or ST. Some of the lines are directly from Smith And Jones and the 2009 movie. The title is by Augustine
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Martha stepped out of the Tardis with a look of wonderment on her face. The Doctor followed her out, enjoying it just as much as she did.
“This is just unbelievable,” she breathed. “It’s so different, but it’s the
same. Scotty’s one of my favorites, is he here, do you see him?”
“Judging by the frantic attitudes of the crew running around like the
proverbial chicken, I estimate we’ve arrived before the good Mr. Scott.”
“Then has Kirk been exiled to Delta Vega?”
“Shall we make our way to the Bridge and find out?”
The Doctor extended his arm to Martha and she took it, obviously reveling in
the fact that she was promenading on the Enterprise.
“Why isn’t anybody stopping us?” she murmured as they entered the turbo lift.
“Maybe we look like important visiting dignitaries. I know I do.”
“On a ship that’s answering a distress call and most likely is dealing with
the destruction of planet Vulcan?”
“I knew I liked you,” he said, beaming down at her.
“Well, that’s nice to hear,” she said.
“I say I like you all the time,” he protested.
The ship’s computer interrupted them.
“What deck, please?”
“Oh,” he said. “Bridge, definitely, the Bridge. Would’ve been easier to
just land there,” he said.
She slugged his shoulder.
“And make a big spread out of the Tardis? At least this way they only know
about us.”
“Someone in Engineering might notice it,” he pointed out.
“But that will be better than on the Bridge.”
“Quite right, better than on the Bridge. And I do like you more than you’ll
ever know, Martha Jones.”
“Feeling’s mutual,” she said.
There was a moment where he almost thought he wanted to kiss her. It had
been years since that happened to him, well, when it wasn’t Martha. But the doors
opened and they gazed on the Bridge of the Enterprise.
“Captain, Kirk’s pod has landed safely on Delta Vega.”
They looked to their left and saw Lieutenant Uhura reporting.
“Thank you, Lieutenant. Mr. Chekov, status.”
“We are at full capacity, Captain.”
“Thank you. Mr. Sulu, set a rendezvous course with the rest of the fleet.”
“Aye, sir, setting a course. Warp Eight.”
The Doctor grinned as Martha’s eyes grew huge, because there, larger than
life, and yes, bearing a distinct resemblance to an actor on Heroes, was
Spock, only the most famous alien on her planet if you didn’t count Yoda. He didn’t
look very well, but then he had just watched his planet get sucked into a black hole.
“Well, isn’t this fantastic,” the Doctor said, taking her hand and pulling
her out onto the bridge. “Really, really great. Like a candy shop of history and
gadgets, I love it.”
Spock spun in a controlled circle.
“You will identify yourself.”
“Oh, right, sorry, very rude. I’m the Doctor and this is Martha. Hello.”
“Security, please arrest the intruders on the Bridge.”
“Oh, didn’t I say I had clearance? I am getting absent minded, aren’t I,
Martha?”
“Probably on purpose,“ she said, but not loud enough for anyone other than
the Doctor to hear her.
The Doctor shot her a look and pulled out his psychic paper, showing it to
Sulu and Chekov who both sighed in relief. But when he showed it to Spock, the other
alien’s face did not move.
“I do not accept your credentials.”
“Now you’re being rude. Says right here we’re allowed and welcome.”
“That is true, yet it does not line up with protocol or the facts of this
situation.”
“The facts might be a little off, we are in a pretty, big mess, you might
say.”
“The facts are that you and your companion will not have clearance on my
Bridge until I have cleared it with Starfleet.”
“Oh, don’t be such a bore, Spock. I guess we are catching you a bit earlier
than your easy-going stage.”
“Security, please secure these two until further notice.”
And they were hauled off without further ado.
The Doctor expected Martha to be annoyed, but her face was glowing.
“I’ve just been arrested by Spock!”
“I do pick up the oddest people,” he murmured.
They were put in the brig.
“Well, what now, Doctor? I mean, we know it works out all right, so there’s
no need to worry, right?”
“Well…”
He avoided looking at her as he unlocked their bonds and the door with his
screwdriver.
“Don’t well me, what?”
“Now that we’re here, there’s no telling what we did that we don’t know
about.”
“Time travel is bound to scramble my brain one of these days,” she said and
sighed.
“I hope not. Probably painful and, besides, I like your brain.”
“Thanks. It likes you too, now let’s just get back to the Tardis.”
Sneaking along the corridors of the Enterprise was amazing. Since they were
thought to be in the brig and everyone was busy recovering from the disaster, they
were not accosted and made it to the Tardis safely. It seemed rather anti-climatic.
It was usually the point in their adventures where they were stopped.
“So, fancy a trip to Delta Vega?”
“So long as Kirk doesn’t think I’m a seducible alien princess.”
“That’s my Martha,” he said. He set the coordinates. “Now, we’ve got to be
careful and quick because the Tardis is straining herself, holding a way back to our
timeline and nothing can upset that or we’re stuck here. Yes, we’re stuck in a
Tardis and can go back and forth in time like always, but if we go back to your home,
you’re already there. We’d be like Rose.”
“Well, count me out. Sorry, but I don’t want to be stuck here.”
“You could join Starfleet.”
“Or just stay with you.”
“Yeah, I like that better.”
***
They landed with a thud.
“Blimey, it’s a bit cold,” she said. “Should’ve expected that really.”
“Take my jacket. There, aren’t I chivalrous?”
“And oh so humble. Come on, there’s the cave!”
“Careful!”
The Doctor held her back and only when they saw two figures venturing outside
themselves, did they go to meet them.
“That’s my Spock!” she said quietly. ”Well, our Spock, the real one, I
guess.”
“They’re all real, Martha. He’s just the one you’re familiar with.”
“Ah, Doctor, it is a surprise to see you here.”
“Hello, Spock. Say, have we met?”
“On at least fifteen different occasions, Doctor. But I would not have
expected to see you in this alternate timeline.” Spock spoke gravely to them while
Kirk eyed Martha with interest.
She winked at him, but put her hand through the Doctor’s arm. He patted it
warmly before replying.
“Just couldn’t resist.”
“It would have been better if you had come sooner.”
“Even I couldn’t have stopped its destruction,” the Doctor said sadly. “It
was an established event, Spock. I’m sorry, so, so sorry.”
“I understand,” Spock said. “It sometimes seems to me regrettable that you
are so knowledgeable about future and past events.”
“That’s an understatement,” the Doctor answered. “To me as well. But we
live as we must.”
“That is a logical point.”
“Thank you,” the Doctor said cheekily. “Allow me to present Miss Martha
Jones.”
“I have already been honored to meet Miss Jones.”
“Shut up!” she said and then colored. “I mean, that’s very good.”
“I am well acquainted with your colloquialisms,” he assured her. “You have
also met Captain Kirk, but that was in our own timeline. Allow me to introduce you
to James Kirk and I must admit I am astonished he has kept silent this long.”
“Hey, we may know each other real well and everything, but hey!” Kirk
stepped forward and grabbed Martha’s hand. “A pleasure to meet you, Martha. I hope
it will be continued.”
The Doctor and Spock quirked an eyebrow.
“Perhaps,” she said. “Though we’ll be taking it slow, I promise you.”
“Would you two like a lift?” the Doctor said hurriedly, obviously not liking
the idea of anyone being taken anywhere unless it involved him and the Tardis.
“If you could provide transportation to the Enterprise that would be most
beneficial.”
“No can do, I’m afraid. You don’t want to leave Mr. Scott behind now, do
you?”
“He is here?”
“Yes, and there I’ll take you cause you probably don’t want to walk. It’s a
dangerous planet.”
“I can attest to that and Mr. who?” Kirk inquired.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” Martha assured him. “And believe me, you’ll
love him.”
“Will I? Well, I can’t say as I’ve ever gone that far.”
“Not like that, silly. Just trust him.”
“Should I trust you when you tell me to trust him? Should I trust him...” he
jerked a finger at Spock “...when he tells me to trust you? I’m taking a lot on
trust here.”
“And that is what will make you an excellent Captain, Jim.”
“Well, then let’s find this Mr. Scott whom I’m going to love.”
The Doctor gestured them all to the Tardis.
“Welcome aboard, don’t touch anything, we’re on fragile limits right now, Martha, be so kind.”
“This way, everyone.”
The Doctor set the controls to the base and dropped Spock and Kirk off in
front.
“I hope we meet again,” Kirk said, attempting to capture Martha’s hand again
and failing.
“We will.”
“We’re going to meet you back up there,” the Doctor said, leaning between
them. “You’ll be brilliant and you might want to apologize to this Spock here for
what you’re going to do to the other one. Make it easier. Have fun.”
Martha laughed and followed the Doctor back into the Tardis.
“Live long and prosper, Doctor.”
“We will see each other again, Spock,” the Doctor said in exasperation.
“Until then.” Spock inclined his head graciously. “Live long and prosper,
Miss Jones.”
Martha’s mouth gaped open and she shakily brought her hand up in the Vulcan
salute.
“This is all too weird for me,” Kirk muttered and walked off.
Martha giggled.
“Now…back to the other, more-and-less-emotional, not-nearly-as-open-
and-doesn’t-know-us Spock.”
by Jesterlady
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ten/Martha, Spock/Uhura
Summary: The Doctor and Martha get sucked into the Reboot Universe.
A/N: There were two things I wanted to satisfy by writing this story. One, that Star Trek was all the Doctor's idea, and Two, that the Doctor, (though I personally think of him as more asexual), would love Martha if he hadn't have met her right after losing Rose.
Disclaimer: I don't own DW or ST. Some of the lines are directly from Smith And Jones and the 2009 movie. The title is by Augustine
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Martha stepped out of the Tardis with a look of wonderment on her face. The Doctor followed her out, enjoying it just as much as she did.
“This is just unbelievable,” she breathed. “It’s so different, but it’s the
same. Scotty’s one of my favorites, is he here, do you see him?”
“Judging by the frantic attitudes of the crew running around like the
proverbial chicken, I estimate we’ve arrived before the good Mr. Scott.”
“Then has Kirk been exiled to Delta Vega?”
“Shall we make our way to the Bridge and find out?”
The Doctor extended his arm to Martha and she took it, obviously reveling in
the fact that she was promenading on the Enterprise.
“Why isn’t anybody stopping us?” she murmured as they entered the turbo lift.
“Maybe we look like important visiting dignitaries. I know I do.”
“On a ship that’s answering a distress call and most likely is dealing with
the destruction of planet Vulcan?”
“I knew I liked you,” he said, beaming down at her.
“Well, that’s nice to hear,” she said.
“I say I like you all the time,” he protested.
The ship’s computer interrupted them.
“What deck, please?”
“Oh,” he said. “Bridge, definitely, the Bridge. Would’ve been easier to
just land there,” he said.
She slugged his shoulder.
“And make a big spread out of the Tardis? At least this way they only know
about us.”
“Someone in Engineering might notice it,” he pointed out.
“But that will be better than on the Bridge.”
“Quite right, better than on the Bridge. And I do like you more than you’ll
ever know, Martha Jones.”
“Feeling’s mutual,” she said.
There was a moment where he almost thought he wanted to kiss her. It had
been years since that happened to him, well, when it wasn’t Martha. But the doors
opened and they gazed on the Bridge of the Enterprise.
“Captain, Kirk’s pod has landed safely on Delta Vega.”
They looked to their left and saw Lieutenant Uhura reporting.
“Thank you, Lieutenant. Mr. Chekov, status.”
“We are at full capacity, Captain.”
“Thank you. Mr. Sulu, set a rendezvous course with the rest of the fleet.”
“Aye, sir, setting a course. Warp Eight.”
The Doctor grinned as Martha’s eyes grew huge, because there, larger than
life, and yes, bearing a distinct resemblance to an actor on Heroes, was
Spock, only the most famous alien on her planet if you didn’t count Yoda. He didn’t
look very well, but then he had just watched his planet get sucked into a black hole.
“Well, isn’t this fantastic,” the Doctor said, taking her hand and pulling
her out onto the bridge. “Really, really great. Like a candy shop of history and
gadgets, I love it.”
Spock spun in a controlled circle.
“You will identify yourself.”
“Oh, right, sorry, very rude. I’m the Doctor and this is Martha. Hello.”
“Security, please arrest the intruders on the Bridge.”
“Oh, didn’t I say I had clearance? I am getting absent minded, aren’t I,
Martha?”
“Probably on purpose,“ she said, but not loud enough for anyone other than
the Doctor to hear her.
The Doctor shot her a look and pulled out his psychic paper, showing it to
Sulu and Chekov who both sighed in relief. But when he showed it to Spock, the other
alien’s face did not move.
“I do not accept your credentials.”
“Now you’re being rude. Says right here we’re allowed and welcome.”
“That is true, yet it does not line up with protocol or the facts of this
situation.”
“The facts might be a little off, we are in a pretty, big mess, you might
say.”
“The facts are that you and your companion will not have clearance on my
Bridge until I have cleared it with Starfleet.”
“Oh, don’t be such a bore, Spock. I guess we are catching you a bit earlier
than your easy-going stage.”
“Security, please secure these two until further notice.”
And they were hauled off without further ado.
The Doctor expected Martha to be annoyed, but her face was glowing.
“I’ve just been arrested by Spock!”
“I do pick up the oddest people,” he murmured.
They were put in the brig.
“Well, what now, Doctor? I mean, we know it works out all right, so there’s
no need to worry, right?”
“Well…”
He avoided looking at her as he unlocked their bonds and the door with his
screwdriver.
“Don’t well me, what?”
“Now that we’re here, there’s no telling what we did that we don’t know
about.”
“Time travel is bound to scramble my brain one of these days,” she said and
sighed.
“I hope not. Probably painful and, besides, I like your brain.”
“Thanks. It likes you too, now let’s just get back to the Tardis.”
Sneaking along the corridors of the Enterprise was amazing. Since they were
thought to be in the brig and everyone was busy recovering from the disaster, they
were not accosted and made it to the Tardis safely. It seemed rather anti-climatic.
It was usually the point in their adventures where they were stopped.
“So, fancy a trip to Delta Vega?”
“So long as Kirk doesn’t think I’m a seducible alien princess.”
“That’s my Martha,” he said. He set the coordinates. “Now, we’ve got to be
careful and quick because the Tardis is straining herself, holding a way back to our
timeline and nothing can upset that or we’re stuck here. Yes, we’re stuck in a
Tardis and can go back and forth in time like always, but if we go back to your home,
you’re already there. We’d be like Rose.”
“Well, count me out. Sorry, but I don’t want to be stuck here.”
“You could join Starfleet.”
“Or just stay with you.”
“Yeah, I like that better.”
***
They landed with a thud.
“Blimey, it’s a bit cold,” she said. “Should’ve expected that really.”
“Take my jacket. There, aren’t I chivalrous?”
“And oh so humble. Come on, there’s the cave!”
“Careful!”
The Doctor held her back and only when they saw two figures venturing outside
themselves, did they go to meet them.
“That’s my Spock!” she said quietly. ”Well, our Spock, the real one, I
guess.”
“They’re all real, Martha. He’s just the one you’re familiar with.”
“Ah, Doctor, it is a surprise to see you here.”
“Hello, Spock. Say, have we met?”
“On at least fifteen different occasions, Doctor. But I would not have
expected to see you in this alternate timeline.” Spock spoke gravely to them while
Kirk eyed Martha with interest.
She winked at him, but put her hand through the Doctor’s arm. He patted it
warmly before replying.
“Just couldn’t resist.”
“It would have been better if you had come sooner.”
“Even I couldn’t have stopped its destruction,” the Doctor said sadly. “It
was an established event, Spock. I’m sorry, so, so sorry.”
“I understand,” Spock said. “It sometimes seems to me regrettable that you
are so knowledgeable about future and past events.”
“That’s an understatement,” the Doctor answered. “To me as well. But we
live as we must.”
“That is a logical point.”
“Thank you,” the Doctor said cheekily. “Allow me to present Miss Martha
Jones.”
“I have already been honored to meet Miss Jones.”
“Shut up!” she said and then colored. “I mean, that’s very good.”
“I am well acquainted with your colloquialisms,” he assured her. “You have
also met Captain Kirk, but that was in our own timeline. Allow me to introduce you
to James Kirk and I must admit I am astonished he has kept silent this long.”
“Hey, we may know each other real well and everything, but hey!” Kirk
stepped forward and grabbed Martha’s hand. “A pleasure to meet you, Martha. I hope
it will be continued.”
The Doctor and Spock quirked an eyebrow.
“Perhaps,” she said. “Though we’ll be taking it slow, I promise you.”
“Would you two like a lift?” the Doctor said hurriedly, obviously not liking
the idea of anyone being taken anywhere unless it involved him and the Tardis.
“If you could provide transportation to the Enterprise that would be most
beneficial.”
“No can do, I’m afraid. You don’t want to leave Mr. Scott behind now, do
you?”
“He is here?”
“Yes, and there I’ll take you cause you probably don’t want to walk. It’s a
dangerous planet.”
“I can attest to that and Mr. who?” Kirk inquired.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” Martha assured him. “And believe me, you’ll
love him.”
“Will I? Well, I can’t say as I’ve ever gone that far.”
“Not like that, silly. Just trust him.”
“Should I trust you when you tell me to trust him? Should I trust him...” he
jerked a finger at Spock “...when he tells me to trust you? I’m taking a lot on
trust here.”
“And that is what will make you an excellent Captain, Jim.”
“Well, then let’s find this Mr. Scott whom I’m going to love.”
The Doctor gestured them all to the Tardis.
“Welcome aboard, don’t touch anything, we’re on fragile limits right now, Martha, be so kind.”
“This way, everyone.”
The Doctor set the controls to the base and dropped Spock and Kirk off in
front.
“I hope we meet again,” Kirk said, attempting to capture Martha’s hand again
and failing.
“We will.”
“We’re going to meet you back up there,” the Doctor said, leaning between
them. “You’ll be brilliant and you might want to apologize to this Spock here for
what you’re going to do to the other one. Make it easier. Have fun.”
Martha laughed and followed the Doctor back into the Tardis.
“Live long and prosper, Doctor.”
“We will see each other again, Spock,” the Doctor said in exasperation.
“Until then.” Spock inclined his head graciously. “Live long and prosper,
Miss Jones.”
Martha’s mouth gaped open and she shakily brought her hand up in the Vulcan
salute.
“This is all too weird for me,” Kirk muttered and walked off.
Martha giggled.
“Now…back to the other, more-and-less-emotional, not-nearly-as-open-
and-doesn’t-know-us Spock.”
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