Okay, has anyone found any SJA fanfics? I started writing one (chapter 9 at the moment, I haven't been updating much lately though) but I seem to be the only person. I'll put the first chapter of mine up here, it's on FF.net though, under the name gImmecHeese.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3893216/1/Even_Angels_Cry
The Doctor walked out of the TARDIS on to the street, humming. Today was a fantastic day. All on his own, he skipped up the path to his old friend’s house. Sarah-Jane was the best companion he had ever travelled with. Second, really, to Rose. But Rose was nowhere he could ever go now. If the transmissions he’d been getting were right, she had a son now. He paused at the door, unsure of the best way to drop in and say hi after six months.
After almost five minutes of standing on the doorstep, almost ringing the bell then changing his mind, the door opened. A boy of about thirteen opened it then closed it again. Slightly disturbed by this behaviour, he knocked and got the same response. The third time he was ready and put his foot inside before the boy had a chance to close the door. “Excuse me, but is a woman named Sarah-Jane in?” asked the Doctor, shutting the door behind him and locking it. “I’m an old friend of hers. Is she in or have I broken in to the wrong house.” As he said this, his face crumpled. “I haven’t broken into the wrong house have I? Oh, no. That was embarrassing.” As he turned to walk out of the door, the boy in the corner spoke for the first time.
“She’s shopping with Maria. Why didn’t you just ask to come in? My name’s Luke. Who are you?” Luke held out his hand to the Doctor, who shook it briefly and ignored the question.
“Where’s the fun in asking to come in? Where’s the challenge in just asking? Is she well at the moment? How’s she doing with K-9? And-” He was cut short by another boy walking into the hall from in the sitting room.
“Who are you?” Asked the boy, glaring at the Doctor in such a Mickey-ish way that he almost seemed to grow another few inches to look exactly like Mickey.
“My name’s the Doctor, is Sarah-Jane in?” He elbowed past Clyde into the sitting room. Just as he sat down, her car pulled up on to the driveway. “Nice car” he muttered, looking out of the window. Sarah-Jane walked briskly up the drive and to the door, getting the spare key out from under the flowerpot.
She walked into the house calling, “Luke, Clyde? Are you two okay? I got you a new book on Degree level Maths, Luke, do you want to-” as she came in to the sitting room, her mouth kept moving but her voice wasn’t working. When she finally found her voice again she screamed, “DOCTOR!” and hugged him. “What are you doing here? How long have you been here, why are you here? Oh, Doctor! I’ve missed you so much! What happened to you, where’s Rose?”
At her last question the Doctor froze, remembering why he was here. "I need your help."
