Authors note: someone had commented that I shouldn't have left Blink out of my A Different World fic, so to compensate (and to pass the time between A Different World and the upcoming sequel) I'm writing this ficlet. So dswynne this is for you.

"I hate taxis" Rose complained while tugging uncomfortably at the bow she had strapped to her back.

"Well it's not like we can use the bus, they banned us after the last time" Martha pointed out remembering how everyone thought they were terrorists when they jumped onto a double decker bus with giant tranquilisers for a rabid Yeknom. She was just glad that there was no news report on it; her mum would have killed her...

"Taxis cost a bloody fortune!" Rose carried on.

"And you're not the one paying" Martha retorted as the taxi pulled to a stop.

"Nine, eighty please love" the driver said.

Martha groaned before shoving a tenner in the man's hand. "Keep the change" she said before jumping out after Rose who was standing on a street scanning her surroundings. "I think it went that way Rose" she said pointing behind her.

"Right then" Rose said starting to jog the direction she pointed out when someone burst out of a shop.

"Rose!" she called out. "Rose! ROSE!"

"Hello" Rose said cheerfully to the mousy woman who was staring up at her in awe. "Sorry we can't stay for a chat there's this...thing, yeah this thing we need to stop"

"My god it's really you" the woman said. "It is really you...oh you don't remember me do you?"

Martha stepped forwards. "Rose we got to go the migration has started" she said before taking a few steps in the direction they were planning on going to.

"Look sweetheart, I have a complicated life" Rose confessed quickly to the mousy haired woman. "things don't happen to me in the same order as they do to you, it gets a bit confusing at times, especially at weddings, I'm rubbish at weddings, crashed my own mothers"

"My god of course, you're a time traveller it hasn't happened to you yet. None of it happened to you" the mousy haired woman said laughingly. "It's still in your future"

"What hasn't happened to me yet?" Rose asked nervously, she hoped no one died in this future.

"Rose, we got to go!" Martha said impatiently. "20 minutes till hatching time!"

"It was me...my god it was me, you got it all from me" the mousy haired woman said sighing.

"Got what?" Rose asked.

"Ok one day you are going to get stuck in 1969" the mousy haired woman said holding up a purple folder while Rose was inwardly cursing at what stupidity she had done to get herself stuck in the sixties. "Make sure you have this with you" Rose took the purple folder. "Make sure you have this with you, please it is important."

"ROSE!"

"yeah, well I got to dash, things are happening" Rose babbled "well four things...well actually four things and a lizard, long story please don't ask it was Martha's fault"

"OI!"

"Ok" the mousy haired woman said nodding. "Off you go, save the world. See you around yeah?"

Rose began to run across the road she turned back and waved. "What was your name?" she asked.

"Sally Sparrow" the mouse haired woman called.

"Good to meet you Sally Sparrow" Rose said smiling. A man with sandy hair and beard carrying a small pint of milk was walking towards Sally, he stopped and stared at Rose in shock, Sally slipped her hand through his and Rose swallowed, the pair reminded her too much of herself and the Doctor.

"Goodbye Rose" Sally said beaming before she turned away and led the man back into their shop.

"ROSE!"

"All right, all right I'm coming!" Rose shouted before running after Martha.

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"Just a lizard she said" Martha snapped as she slammed the TARDIS door shut behind her. "Nothing harmful, no slime, no gunk, no radiation! She said"

"Well how was I supposed to know it can spurt out smelly slime?" Rose demanded as she quickly set the TARDIS to fly into the vortex.

"You're the alien expert!" Martha retorted.

"I'm still studying different alien life forms!" Rose protested. "While I'm studying so many sciences that it'll make your head spin"

"Yes well now thanks to you I have neon green slime that stinks like piss in my hair" Martha grumbled. "Ruining my new jacket as well"

"Eh, I preferred the red leather one" Rose said shrugging. "Come on, showers first and then the library to look at this folder of Sally Sparrow's."

"I'm probably going to end up using a whole bottle of shampoo" Martha moaned. "You are so buying me a new one to make up for this"

"Why bother? The TARDIS restocks everything" Rose mumbled.

"The TARDIS can't restock things, it's a machine" Martha snapped.

The TARDIS let out a little growl in the back of Rose's mind and Rose winced, she had a feeling that Martha was not going to have a hot shower tonight...

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"I hate this flipping machine!" Martha shrieked as she stomped into the library where Rose was sitting curled up in an armchair flipping through some notes while nursing a large mug of tea. Her hair was now clean and fluffy from the overuse of hairdryer and hairbrush while she was wrapped up in a large lavender towelling dressing gown. "It took me a whole hour to find this place!" Martha carried on flopping down on to the sofa opposite Rose.

"I told you before the TARDIS hates to be referred to as a machine" Rose said calmly lifting her mug to her lips to hide the amused smile.

"But it is a machine!" Martha protested, suddenly a book flew of the shelve and hit her hard at the back of her head. "OW!"

"TARDIS" Rose said in a warningly tone. She then sighed. "I thought you two had bonded over me turning back to human. What happened?"

"I was lonely and out of an act of insanity talked to a machine" Martha said stiffly. "There was no bonding what so ever"

Rose rolled her eyes. "I've been looking through this folder" she said changing the subject before Martha said something that'll cause death by books. "We're going to be stuck in 1969 for awhile"

"Great just great" Martha said sarcastically.

"Won't be so bad, says here you'll get a job in a chemist" Rose said trying reassuring Martha's nerves about the prejudice, the last time they were stuck in a time period Martha was subjected to a lot abuse due to her skin colour.

"Oh that's fantastic" Martha said dryly.

"Enough with the sarcasm and pack a bag filled with clothes from the sixties" Rose said rolling her eyes. "We go to be prepared and TARDIS please do not trick Martha by handing her the wrong clothes"

I wouldn't! The TARDIS protested while looking a bit shifty.

"You were planning to, so don't" Rose said sternly.

But she called me a Machine! The 589th time this month!

"I don't care, you will not supply Martha with the wrong type of clothes" Rose said glaring up at the ceiling while Martha bit her lip to stop a retort from coming out.

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They were wandering round a old, dusty, rather mouldy house. The floor boards creaked under every footstep and Martha was sure the wall paper was peeling off before their eyes. She felt something move behind her and she whirled round to see a stone angel covering its eyes. It looked beautiful.

"I'm pretty sure that wasn't there when I last looked" Rose murmured frowning.

"You mean...?" Martha whispered.

"Yep, don't blink just yet" Rose whispered. "Take your key out and leave it on the floor"

Martha swallowed as she took out the silver key on a strong piece of rope, she had put the key on the rope in 1913 just to make a quick necklace for a reminder of how the horror wasn't going to last. She dropped it on the floor.

"Good thing we're prepared for this huh" she joked weakly.

"Take my hand" Rose said holding her hand out; Martha slipped her fingers through quickly, holding tightly. "And blink"

Martha and Rose blinked in unison, the feeling of wind rushing towards them and a hard push hit them directly in the chest, darkness took over before they landed with a thump.

They opened their eyes to find themselves in the house...only there was no wall paper, dust or creaky floorboards.

"Welcome to 1969 Martha Jones" Rose murmured.