Summary: In an alternate universe there is no Doctor, the Time Lord we know and love. But there is a Nurse, a Time Lord very similar to the Doctor. The only thing that is different is the small fact that this Nurse is female with male companions and a TARDIS that is in the shape of a Phone Box, instead of the famous Police Box. What would happen if the Doctor and the Nurse were to ever meet? If you want to know the answer, I guess you just have to continue reading.....

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Doctor Who…sadly, but if there's ever going to be show called Nurse What, I have FULL rights. Got me?

Note 1: I know, I know. My references to the episodes 'Smith and Jones' and 'Rise of the Cybermen/The Age of Steel' are not exactly like the real episodes. But don't blame me, I don't own Doctor Who on DVD and I haven't seen those episodes in like a year or two. But it's supposed to be a different universe. Things can be different, right? As long as the plot was similar…

Note 2: In Nurse's and Mark's universe (Mark is Martha in the Doctor's universe, FYI), Nurse and Ron (or Rose in the Doctor's universe) didn't travel to a different universe the same way the Doctor and Rose did. They did make contact with a different universe, but didn't visit it. So this is the first time the TARDIS broke down, and the first time the Nurse and a companion visited a different universe.

Mark's POV

Out of all Mark Jones had been through with her, he had never seen her look this distressed. Even when he had first met her. He could remember like it was yesterday, for all he knew, he could have been. Traveling through time and space can mess with your internal clock.

The surface of the moon stretched out below them, going on for what seemed miles while the Earth shone high in the sky. Mark stood there in his intern white coat, amazed. While a woman in a suit and converse stood next to him staring out with a complicated look in her eyes. They were on a balcony of a hospital that had just disappeared from the middle of London and transported to the moon.

"Wow," Mark managed to say. "I can't believe we're even breathing."

"Yep. I bet they put some field around here to keep in the air," responded the woman, who had early said her name was Jane Smith.

And with that comment she picked a bit of dirt from a nearby plant and threw it out. But instead of going out in space and drifting off, it collided with an invisible force field.

"Yep. That's what I thought," said Jane.

"Wait," Mark started. His head was spinning, but for some reason he was able to think clearer than he had ever done in his life. "If there's some sort of bubble keeping the air in, then we only have a limited amount of oxygen."

"Oh, I like you. Smart. That's another reason why we need to find out why we're here," responded Jane.

"How long do we have?" questioned Mark.

"Probably a few hours," answered Jane, turning to Mark. " Where's a computer I can look at?"

***

A buzzing sounded from a small instrument in Jane's hand. It gave off a strange green light while she waved it in front of the computer screen. Moments before she had said that whoever had taken the hospital to the moon had blocked the computer, making it almost impossible to look at any files with a normal password.

"What is that thing?" asked Mark, looking over Jane's shoulder.

"Sonic screwdriver," Jane muttered, clearly concentrating hard on whatever she was doing.

Mark had no idea what that meant, but deiced to against asking about it. He almost felt that strange things like landing on the moon and Jane Smith were normal. His heart was slowing and his mind was becoming clearer and clearer as stranger and stranger things happened. Still, that didn't stop the feeling in the pit of his stomach, that Jane was not telling him something, that there was more to her story.

"Damn it!" exclaimed Jane, smacking the computer screen. "Dead locked!"

But before Mark could say anything on that matter, there suddenly came the noise of chaos coming from the main lobby. Women were screaming, men were shouting and heavy boots were stomping. That couldn't be good.

Mark and Jane ran out to the balcony overlooking the lobby to see what was going on. There stood rhino men in black armored clothing, with strange guns and what looked like scanners. They were walking around flashing the scanners at scared people huddled in the corners, marking them with black markers once they were done.

"Judoon," muttered Jane, ducking behind a plant as one of the rhino men looked up.

"The rhino men?" questioned Mark.

Jane nodded.

"What are they doing here?"

"Probably looking for something nonhuman, which is bad news for me…" trailed off Jane.

"Are you saying you're an alien?" asked Mark, a look of pure shock written on his face.

"Yep. Come on," said Jane pulling Mark out of the sight of the Judoon and into a room.

"Who are you?" quizzed Mark, pulling himself from her grasp and staring at Jane still with a shocked face.

"Nurse."

"Nurse…what? Nurse Smith?"

"Nope. Just Nurse."

That was the day that Mark Jones's life had changed. He and Nurse had managed to save the hospital and most of the people in there, and in return Nurse had offered him a just one ride in her 'TARDIS', which was basically a time machine in the shape of a phone box. Mark had said yes, and that of course ended up into more than 'just one ride'. But Mark didn't care. He liked it. He like the excitement and the clarity that it gave him. He liked the ride.

Plus Nurse was just amazing. She was like fire and ice in one person. Two opposite forces that created one being that had the ability to save or destroy the universe. Mark had never met anyone like her. Though Nurse never noticed, he was sure that he felt something more than just friendship for this strange Time Lord. He could even go as far to say that he even loved her. But Nurse turned a blind eye to that, mind probably still thinking about her last companion, Ron Tyler. Who as far as Mark could tell, she cared deeply about.

But none of that matter at the moment. Because something was wrong with the TARDIS, and Nurse was clearly very distressed. The lights that usually lit the TARDIS had gone out, and the usual sounds of the machine were gone. Making the atmosphere eerily quiet and dark, like being in a cemetery on Halloween night with a new moon in the sky. Nurse was rushing around the controls, trying to wake up the TARDIS to no avail.

"Ugh! Stupid thing!" exclaimed the Nurse kicking the console, giving up.

"That had to hurt," commented Mark, sounding calm while his insides churned like a boiling sea.

"Yeah, it did," said the Nurse sitting down on the bench holding her food. "Ow."

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" asked Mark, sitting down next to her.

"The TARDIS…" she sighed, sounding extremely tired and looking her 900+ years. "I-it broke down. I think you might have held that lever too long or something. It may also be that the TARDIS is getting old. I don't know."

Mark's eyes widened. If the TARDIS was broken down, that meant that they couldn't travel. And if they couldn't travel, he might never see his family ever again. He hadn't told them yet what he was doing; they would have no idea where he went. It would be like he disappeared from the face of the planet. The uneasiness in his stomach increase.

"W-what are we going to do?" he asked Nurse, looking over at her hoping that she had some plan, like she always did.

"I-I don't know…sorry, Mark. I'm truly sorry," answered the Nurse, genuine remorse in her eyes.

His insides tossed about, while his heart began to beat rapidly. There had to be something that could be done. There was always something. He looked a Nurse. Surely she was coming up with something in her head that would get them home. She would never leave a companion away from home, if there was any say in the matter. She would do anything possible to keep a companion safe.

"There has to be something, Nurse. Can't you think of anything?" asked Mark, desperately trying to find some hope.

"Well…" said Nurse looking away, scanning the interior of the TARDIS. "If…"

"What?" questioned Mark, noticing Nurse's eyes widened as she laid her eyes on a corner of the floor.

Nurse ignored Mark, and instead jumped off the bench and yanked off the grate that made the floor, revealing a mess of tubing and wires that laid underneath.

"There's a light down there. That means some part of the TARDIS is still working," said the Nurse lowering herself down below the floor.

A light? Did that mean that the TARDIS wasn't broken down after all? Did that mean that they could get home? thought Mark.

"If we could charge it up," continued the Nurse lifting out yards and yards of rubber tubing, while she slowly disappeared into the inner workings of the TARDIS. "And then we could use it to boost the TARDIS and we can get home."

Mark's stomach stopped churning, and his heart slowed. They were going to be able to get home. They could travel again. Everything was going to be alright.

"Ah-ha! Got you!" exclaimed the Nurse popping up out of the floor with a wide smile on her face and a strange blue crystal-looking in her hand.

"What is that?" asked Mark.

"You know what? I'm not exactly sure. But whatever it is, it's going to help us get home," answered the Nurse struggling to lift herself out of the hole in the floor.

"But how are we going to charge it if you don't even know what it is?" questioned Mark, helping the Nurse out.

"Well, I'm guessing it's some kind of energy crystal. And if I'm right it should…"

She trailed off as she got to her feet and began to breathe hot air on the crystal in her hand. It glowed bright blue and then faded out as she stopped breathing, like some kind of heat-activated light.

"Ha!" exclaimed Nurse with a wide smile on her face like she had just accomplished some amazing magic trick.

"What did you do?" questioned Mark, confused.

"I just gave ten years of my life away. Incredible little thing this is….don't worry Mark. I just have to keep this close to me and it'll be ready for powering up the TARDIS in a few hours," said Nurse, eyes glittering in the faint light the crystal had left over.

Ignoring the puzzling way the Nurse just charged this strange crystal thing, Mark was more focused on the 'few hours' part. What were they going to do for a few hours? Stay in the dark TARDIS and do nothing?

"Uh, Nurse. You said a few hours right? What are we going to do during that time?" asked Mark.

"Good question," replied the Nurse, placing the crystal in her suit pocket and bending down to put the tubing back underneath the floor.

"How 'bout going to see what's out side?" suggested Mark heading toward the door, to check it out.

"Mark, the TARDIS broke down. Meaning we fell out of time and space. We're probably in a void somewhere," responded the Nurse.

"Doesn't look like a void to me," said Mark, standing in the doorway of the TARDIS, holding the door open.

"Wait, what?" And with that Nurse dropped the tubing and rushed over to Mark's side.

Together those two stood, looking out over a seemingly normal London street. The sky was overcast while people went on to their normal everyday lives, almost all carrying umbrellas incase it rained. Cars rushed past as the wind softly blew in from the east.

"It's London," commented the Nurse quietly, clearly shocked.

"It can't be," said Mark as a bus halted at bus stop across the street. "That's my sister's face on the side of the bus. And my sister's dead."