A/N: This is something I wrote last year. I'm not good with the scientific aspects of Doctor Who but I wanted to post another 10/Martha story while I am working on the sequel to What Happens on Eros... Thanks to my beta Gina, you are awesome...
DISCLAIMER: Still wishing upon a TARDIS...Enjoy!
Touched By An Alien
Prologue: Another One Bites The Dust...
Owen Harper mumbled under his breath as he walked into Torchwood, he had gotten a call from Jack when he was in the middle of…actually in between the legs of his girl for the month. "This better be good," he growled.
Jack raised his eyebrows and smirked. "It is," he said, jerking a thumb towards the lab.
Owen rolled his eyes and headed for the lab with Jack following closely behind him.
Ianto looked up as he heard the door to the lab swing open.
"Any changes?" Jack asked as Owen slipped into a lab coat.
"It doesn't smell as bad." He replied.
Owen looked at the two of them as he put on a mask, face shield and gloves.
"What doesn't smell as bad?" he asked, forgetting how pissed off he was with Jack.
Jack gestured towards a lump of gelled matter, encased in a safety container.
Owen studied the mass a few minutes. "Did it fell through the rift?" he finally asked.
"I wish that was the case," Jack answered. "A good friend of mine, who shall remain nameless, sent it to me."
Ianto and Owen exchanged looks.
"No it wasn't the Doctor," he confirmed.
Ianto felt relieved; although he knew Jack loved him, in the back of his mind he had a nagging feeling if the Doctor reciprocated Jack's feelings, the immortal would leave him without a second thought.
"What I can tell you is that it's not of this planet."
Mitchell Stuart IV brought his Aston Martin to a stop and turned to his date.
"I had a really nice time tonight," he began, smiling at the beautiful dark skin woman sitting next to him. "Did you?"
"So are we on for next Saturday?" he asked, his tone full of hope. "We'll make a day of it, what do you say?"
She continued to smile as she thought of a way to let him down easy.
Mitchell was a nice guy. In fact, he was one of the nicer guys she had been out with in a while but she found him to be a bit of a bore and wasn't impress by his tales of traveling around the world and the name dropping of all the famous people he knew…
Before Martha could answer him her mobile rang, the familiar ring tone brought a smile to her lips.
"I'm sorry, I have to take this," She dug into her bag and pulled out her mobile. "Work," she explained. "Excuse me," she opened the car door and stepped out. "Hello Doctor."
"Didn't know you and the Aston Martin were still dating," the Doctor quipped.
"Where are you?" she turned around and spotted him a few yards away his tall frame leaning against the TARDIS door. "How long have you been here?"
"Long enough…I guess I should let you get back to your date," he sighed.
"No, wait give me a second." Martha quickly said goodbye to Mitchell and promised him she would give him a call about the weekend.
The Doctor slowly walked towards Martha with his arms outstretched, she walked into them and wrapped her arms around him. He swung her around several times before settling her back on her feet. "It's good to see you Doctor Jones," he said, stepping back to look at her properly. "How have you been besides dating the Aston Martin?"
Martha rolled her eyes as she took his hand in hers. "Life is good," she replied. "And you?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "You know me, save a planet or two…running for my life…the usual."
She laughed. "Are you taking a break?"
"Are you asking?"
"Yes, I have plenty of room for my best mate."
"Do you have those little chocolate biscuits I adore?"
"Always in stock,"
"You'd convinced me, I'm staying,"
She leaned her head against his arm as they walked up to her flat. "I had really missed you, Doctor Smith,"
"Really? I thought the Aston Martin kept you busy," Martha sighed, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her - he knew what that meant. "What's wrong with this one?"
"Nothing," she admitted. "Mitchell is a sweet guy…"
"He's not for me, I found him a tad boring,"
"So another one bites the dust, eh?"
"I'm afraid so, my mum is going to be very disappointed; she was beginning to have high hopes after the fifth date."
"I guess she have to call the wedding planner and cancel again," he joked.
Martha burst into laughter. "Oh, I had really missed you," the Doctor's hearts fluttered slightly in his chest as she stood on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheeks. "Only you can make me laugh so easily."
"What are best mates for, if not for a good laugh?" he replied as he closed the door behind them.
A/N: Thanks for reading!