Author's Notes: Yes, he still has the fluffy lizard. Ten/Martha; and Martha would argue Ten/Alonso the lizard, except the lizard is platonic. See other story for background on Donna's worst nightmare, Alonso, the fluffy lizard.
The Doctor blinked.
His head was fuzzy.
He looked around. Then he spotted the remains of the machine. It was still buzzing slightly, it had obviously blown aparty with some force. He looked around for Donna. It was so dank in here. Why did they always choose the worst caves for this sort of set-up?
How long had he been out for? Damn, he was supposed to pick up Martha. Ah, well that was the advantage of having the TARDIS.
He reached up to feel his head. Nothing too serious. But something wasn't right. He heard something scurry towards him.
"Oh, look at you! You clever thing!"
He reached out for Alonso, but the lizard hissed and spat at him.
"It's me! I'm sorry about the explosion, I really-"
The lizard hissed a second time.
"Be that way! I'll try again when you've calmed down."
He felt his head again. What?
"OI!" a voice bellowed from further down the cave.
"Can I just ask, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO?"
A figure came striding into view. A very familiar figure.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!"
He looked up and saw, if he was not mistaken, himself.
The lizard squeaked with delight and climbed up the Doctor's leg. Except-
"Oh! Get off! It thinks I'm you!"
"You don't say! At least I get to be ginger for a bit-"