Across the stars chpt. 2

The doctor woke up in a daze, the muscles in his arms and chest throbbing. He gingerly sat up and looked at his hands.
"Dark skin," he muttered to himself. "Never had dark skin before. I better not look like Mickey, I won't be able to handle it. " He threw the blanket of, and glanced down.

"No pants. That's new." He thought to himself

The door opened slowly. He grabbed the blanket, throwing it over himself and looked up. A red haired woman poked her head through the door.

"So you're awake then?" she asked. "You're not dead?"

"Can't die yet. I have too much stuff to do. Hold on a mo," The doctor said, placing his hand on his chest.  "Yep, both hearts still beating. Do you happen to have a mirror, by any chance? And do you know where my pants are?"

The woman pointed. "There's a mirror on the dresser. Not sure about the pants."

The doctor looked over to where the woman was pointing. "Thanks," he said as he picked it up. As he looked into it he groaned.
"Ah, I do look like Mickey! Well, not that bad. The face is better. And the hair. But still not ginger? What's it going to take? You save the universe for the hundredth time, and you can't be ginger…"

He looked up at the woman.

"Sorry, who are you?" he asked.

"I'm Liza. Liza Pawn." Liz said.

"All right. Now where am I?" The doctor asked.

"Liverpool."

"Huh. Figures, I always do wind up back in England." The doctor said.

"What's wrong with England," Liza said defensively.

The Doctor shrugged. "Nothing. Peaceful enough. Tad dull. Good chips. But other than that it's a great place to live." He rubbed his head gingerly.

"So, where you from, then." Liz asked inquisitively.

"Not Liverpool." The Doctor said.

"Where then?"

The Doctor grinned widely. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Suddenly,  a woman burst into the room.

"Lizy! Turn on the TV. That minister of defense is revealing some sort of new space ray!" She turned around to look at The Doctor.

"And who are you?" She asked.

"I'm The Doctor." He said.

"I see." She said. She turned to Liza. "I leave for a night and you're already bringing men home? You move fast don't you. Where'd you get this one?"

"Can I get my pants?" The Doctor asked.

"Oh, they're on that chair." Alice told him. "They were tattered, and you needed new ones…"

"Oh shush up, Alice and turn on the telly." Liza said.

Alice smiled and switched on a small television on in the corner of the room. The screen flicked to life, and a hazy outline came on. A voice came on, constantly being interrupted by the static.

"With- and, for-fense."

"Piece of junk." Liza muttered.

The Doctor cleared his throat. "If you could just reach into my pocket and throw me my sonic screwdiver?" Alice looked over to the jacket, and tossed The Doctor a short tube. He flicked a switch, and a green light flickered on. "Rubbish, I'll have to get a new one." He muttered The TV slid into focus. The Doctor frowned as he watched the woman give her speech.

"With this technology, Britain will move ahead of her rivals, and into a brighter future."

"Well now," Alice said. "What do ya think of that? Space lasers.Pretty cool."

"That's not Earth technology." The Doctor muttered.

"What do you mean?" Liza asked.  "Course it is. It's on Earth, made by The Ministers scientists. That makes it Earth Tech"

The Doctor stood up. "No. I call tell. It's too early for that kind of technology. There's something sinister afoot, and I'm going to do something about it.

"Oh, like what?" Liza said.

"I have no idea," He said cheerfully as he grabbed his pants and ran out the door.  He walked two steps, then collapsed.
"Right, still regenerating. Best if I take it slow. "He muttered.

"You're not going anywhere." Liza said sternly.

"Fair enough," He said as he passed out on the floor.

Liza sighed as she dragged him back to the bed, wondering how she got herself into this mess in the first place.