The Doctor woke early the next morning, as being Timelord and superior meant that he not only slept less than humans, but he also didn't need as much sleep when he did. He got out of bed, dressed quickly and headed to the control room to check on the systems he had installed and the ones he had fixed yesterday. When he arrived, he saw that they had yet to turn up any results, meaning that the Poison was most likely still hiding out in the vortex, most likely plotting and planning.

With a rather enormous amount of joy, Aggie rose from her bed, dressed and went out to see her Doctor. 'Her' Doctor - she liked how that sounded, even if she did keep it to herself that she thought of him by such a term. Today had hope, she thought, her face beaming as she flitted into the control room. "Good morning, Doctor," she called out cheerfully. As she approached the console, she saw a faint look of disappointment on his face. Her face fell just slightly, her smile faltering a bit as she asked, "Is everything okay, Doctor?"

The Doctor turned to her and smiled. "Oh no, just something that isn't happening." He moved around the console, turning knobs and pulling levers to keep busy. "Did you sleep well Aggie?"

"I did, thank you..." she answered gently, watching him with a hint of admiration as he moved around the console. She stood there silently watching him for a moment before she accidentally made eye contact with him, at which point she turned pink in the face and abruptly went to take a seat. "Well, I hope whatever it is you're waiting for happens soon, Doctor."

"Well, Aggie, I'm not really sure that that is something that you really want..." Suddenly, a beeping sound came from the ship and the Doctor ran around to the screen, frowning as he looked it over. "Damn," he stated before he began running around the console, flying the ship and using the rubber mallet to hit pieces of controls as the place tossed and turned.

Aggie shrieked as she slid from one side of the seat to the other, then was tossed to the floor. She grabbed hold of the seat and started trying to pull herself up, but couldn't. "Doctor, what is it? What's happening?" she called out in confusion over the noise in the TARDIS as it bumped around wildly, still tossing her about on the floor. Eventually, she was just barely able to get back into the seat and hold on.

"She's being pulled out of the vortex!" He slammed the hammer down on the console a few times. "Trying my best to stabilize her." Finally, the TARDIS stopped moving and landed with a loud thump that threw the Doctor to the ground. "Oi, that was not a fun ride." He stood up and moved over to Aggie. "Are you alright?"

Shakily, Aggie took hold of the Doctor's arms and stared up into his face with concern as she pulled herself up onto her feet. "Y-yes, I'm f-fine, Doctor... just a bit shaken up... Are you okay?" Instinctively, she stroked his face and hair, inspecting him for minor injuries. "You hit the floor pretty hard... Whatever happened, it doesn't sound good." Finally realizing what she'd been doing, she stopped abruptly and lowered her eyes shyly. She took a deep breath, paused, then looked back up into his eyes questioningly. "Shall we go... see what's happened, Doctor?"

The Doctor grinned widely, "Oh yes, I'd love to see who was able to drag my ship, the most advanced thing in the Universe, down to this planet." He walked over and grabbed her hand before pulling her to the door and grabbing his coat. "Let's see just where we are, shall we?" Behind them, on the TARDIS' screen, the whole thing was flashing red, but neither saw it as they stepped out into a forest. "Oh, look at this! Brilliant! This is Meta-Bias 3; the whole planet is one big forest," he told her as he threw his hands around.

Aggie gasped softly, taking in the gorgeous sight and the beautiful, fresh smell of the lush greenery. Something wasn't quite right though, and she couldn't put her finger on just what it could be. With a half-cocked smile, she looked over at the Doctor and said, "It's lovely here, it really is... but... why are we here? I mean, what would be the purpose of dragging the TARDIS down to some random forest planet?" She looked around some more, finding herself quite distracted with her own questioning thoughts about this place, her curiosity getting the better of her, as it sometimes did. She wandered over to a large tree and reached out to touch it, both inspecting and admiring the great thing at the same time. She looked up into its massive branches and smiled. "I just don't see... why..."

Suddenly, the base of the tree Aggie was touching opened up and the Poison, with his scarred face, hopped out with an evil grin. "Hello, Aggie," he spoke at her with a venomous nicety before grabbing her around the waist and yanking her into his TARDIS, just as the Doctor ran at them yelling, "AGGIE!" The Poison flipped him off as the door quickly closed. The Doctor banged on the wood of the tree and then pulled out his sonic screwdriver as the ship started to disappear with a grinding noise almost like the Doctor's TARDIS, which he ran to as soon as the Poison's ship was gone.

Aggie shrieked and kicked, but the Poison just laughed as though she were an amusingly naughty child, then tossed her down onto his jump seat. Within seconds, her wrists were latched to it with handcuffs. "Welcome home, sweetie," he teased in a strange, malicious yet somehow flirty way. "Did you have a nice play date with the Doctor, hmm?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she demanded, clearly angry, trying in futility to free herself from the cuffs. "What could you possibly want with me? I don't see the point of this at all... Also, how did your TARDIS turn into a tree?" As was her way whenever she was uncomfortable, Aggie had begun to run at the mouth. The Poison rolled his eyes, turned to face her and suddenly stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth.

"You talk too much." At that, he strode out of the console room. Whilst alone, Aggie gave the place a look around. The Poison's TARDIS looked just like the Doctor's inside, except it was a bit darker. She managed to spit out the handkerchief just as he re-entered the console room and gave her a disapproving look. Surprisingly, he didn't say anything to her, instead opting to work the controls and leave her completely alone.