The Ood. The most obnoxious prophet-like people he's ever known. And again, he was being called by them. Well, really, he was dragged there as the TARDIS' shields were interrupted by his regeneration. The TARDIS, listening to the Ood, went to Ood planet. Or whatever their planet was called. Their odd tentacles, strong smoke magic, and everything else drew the TARDIS into their power and the Doctor entered the real snow. His TARDIS suffered no real damage from being dragged into their hemisphere.

"Ah," he whispered, his new lips moving oddly. "Snow." And as he lifted his new, skinny hand, he let a flake touch him. He shook his head, dark, new hair waving in the windy white snow. "I don't think this body likes it." He grinned a little and shrugged it off. The Doctor still liked snow. His body would just have to get used to it. Returning to the TARDIS, he opened the door and grabbed a long, black leather coat. Different from the last brown one, but much nicer and warmer, he wrapped it on and looked ahead.

Ood Sigma.

The Doctor grinned. "My time was up." Again, he shook his head; it's just what he did, now. "It is beautiful. Though missed. Hard. Sad all at once. But it is beautiful." His new eyes were sharper, too. Not that the other Doctor's weren't, they just weren't as young. These young, Doctor eyes saw more. Or maybe that was just the newness.

The Ood planet had grown.

"How long?" He asked again. The first time he was there as the other Doctor, he remembered that it only took the Ood one-hundred years to accomplish building a small city. Now, though, beautiful Ood buildings were all around. His TARDIS was parked in a parking space that was even labeled Doctor.

Ood Sigma lifted his translator device and replied, "Fifty years, Doctor." His soothing voice was older, now, though. His eyes, wide but cloudy. He still held himself straight and strong, but it was something the Doctor detected in his voice that- "Doctor, you were brought here for a reason."

And the new Doctor rolled his eyes as he grinned again. "I figured, Ood Sigma. Ooh," he whispered to himself. "I'm sarcastic. Oh. Interesting." Looking back up, as if he were a child, he nodded. Oh, he liked to use head movements. He wondered if he lifted his eyebrows. Did this Doctor enjoy goggles? He pulled out a pair, thick, round, but still classy and put them on to study something in the snow as Ood Sigma stepped forward.

"Doctor Donna is going to have a baby."

That caught the Doctor. He looked up, snatching his glasses off, and stepped forward, studying Sigma Ood. He stepped forward, invading the Ood's bubble. "Did you say baby? Donna's gonna have a ichild/i?" His eyes, growing darker, stared to the very core of the Ood.

Ood Sigma stared back, passive, cloudy. He didn't mind. There was no such thing as personal bubble. He spoke, "Doctor, you are being rough. I am simply the teller. But she is in danger, Doctor. Doctor Donna is in deep trouble."

He stepped back and turned his head away. It's a possibility that her hidden knowledge would go into the child. The child, hard as it might be, imight/i be able to handle it in a way that Donna couldn't. His best friend, his mate, was going to have a baby, and he was here on Planet Ood, discussing her fate.

"What trouble? What is it? Is she going to idie/i?"

Ood Sigma seemed to take a deep breath and he lifted his translator device, but lowered it. He waited for the Doctor to turn back around.

"Not die, Doctor. Not yet. Not because of what is happening, but-"

"What is happening?" His voice echoed as it went up an octave. He heard it whisper back into his mind and he cringed. So, he had a temper? Ouy, as Donna would say.

Another Ood came out from a building, and walked toward Ood Sigma.

"I am Tarna. You may skip the Ood part if you like, Doctor. I will be traveling with you and giving you your wanted information, but we must leave now." Her eyes were a clear blue and she walked towards the scowling Doctor with a quiet patience.

His body unwound and the tenseness left him. His quiet stare made her know she was understood. And he turned from them and walked to his TARDIS. "On with us, then."