The Doctor looked at the fire that he had caused. He had to burn the foster home, it was the only way to rid the area of the little, microscopic aliens that were in the wood. There were no deaths, everyone got out safe, but he still felt bad. He looked over to his right, where a tall, fifteen year old, black haired girl stood beside him; watching her home burn. She didn't look sad though. You would think that she would feel bad about the destruction of the building in front of her, but she looked indifferent.

The girl then turned to him and spoke. "I never considered it a home." She said, as if reading the Doctors mind. "I got passed along to so many, they're all a bit of a blur. Seeing one burn is almost satisfying, in fact." She gave him a little half grin, even though there was nothing to smile about.

"Why did you get passed along to so many?" He asked, a bit concerned about the girl.

"I caused trouble. I was too curious." The Doctor made a face at the thought of the horrible human being that made a child think that there was such a thing as too much curiosity. "I didn't like where I was at, so I ran away. There are lots of reasons." She shrugged. "My only worry is that I have to start again, and get stuck once more. I want to travel, and do my own thing, but I'm too young." She made a face, and you could tell she had that argument used against her several times.

They stood in silence once more, listening to the sirens coming closer. The Doctor was thinking of something. He knew that he shouldn't, it would only lead him to heartbreak. But he wanted to. So bad. Besides, this girl was resourceful. She was very helpful and fun when she was helping him. He would be more careful this time. This time, he wouldn't do anything too risky. Well, at least he'd try not to.

He turned to the girl. "You don't have to start again." She turned fully towards him, her attention caught. "You could travel with me!"

"I barely know you, and your inviting me to travel with you?" she looked at him suspiciously. "Don't you find that bit strange?"

The Doctor stopped walking entirely. His face was a bit confused, and it looked like a sudden realization just hit him. "I-I never thought of that…" he cocked his head sideways, thinking. "Huh. I never really considered it before…"

The girl laughed at his confusion. This man was so strange. He talks of aliens, and different areas, and he doesn't seem to know what is socially acceptable at all. "Even if I were going to travel around with you, wouldn't that get expensive?"

The Doctor stopped pondering his whole existence, and turned to smile at her. "Not at all. You see, I have this box-"

"Wait, stop there." Interrupted the girl, as they turned down an ally way. "A box?" she said "You have a box? Are you just talking about playing some child's game, where we fly around in a magic box going to distant, magical lands?"

"No!" said the Doctor, looking slightly offended. "Well," he grimaced. "yes, its some what like that, but much better, and way more real; but no, I don't travel around in some cardboard box. She would be offended if she could hear that!"

"She?"

"Why yes, my ship is alive, and a she."

"I thought you said you had a box."

"I do. And my box is a ship." He turned and grinned at her. "And hear she is!" he said, with a wide swoop of his arm.

"Oh." Exclaimed the girl, a bit taken back. She turned towards the Doctor. "She's beautiful." The girl walked up to the box, and ran her thumb down the side of it. "This blue is gorgeous."

"Why thank-you." Said the Doctor, grinning at her reaction. No one has ever reacted like that before, and he quite liked it. "You have an eye for color?"

"I use to paint." Said the girl, looking down, with a bit of a grin on her face as she thought of the past.

"Why'd you stop?" asked the Doctor.

"Wasn't any good." She replied simply, brushing a curl away as she shrugged.

The two left it at that, as they turned to admire the box some more.

"Your definitely not a cardboard box." Said the girl, speaking to the blue police box in front of her. "So," she swung sharply around to look at the Doctor, waking them both out of some trance. "She gotta name?"

"What?" Said the Doctor, looking confused.

"Your ship. Every ship has a name."

"Well, she once told me hers, but…"

"But what? What is it?"

"It's sexy."

The girl looked a bit surprised, but then she smiled, and giggled. "Sexy." She said, and turned to the box. "Hello Sexy."

The box then made a big echoing noise in response, and the black-haired girl took a step back in surprise. "That's a big noise for a tiny ship."

"Oh, she's not tiny at all." Said the doctor, pulling open the door, and stepping inside.

"You know, women don't like it when you describe them as hu-woha." The girls head whipped around, trying to take in her surroundings. She turned to the Doctor, eyes wide with excitement. He looked at her with a grin that was just a little bit smug. "I know."

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