"She has been this way since we found her!" Doctor Montgomery stated as he looked down at the fragile young girl who lay rocking in her bed. " Three years and this is all she ever does."

"But what more can we do for her?" The nurse asked, she had always shown concern for the girl, caring for her as if she were one of her own. "Maybe we could ask for help?"

"Help from who? The best doctors on the planet can't help her, who else is there to ask?" The nurse knew this would be his response but still she prayed every night for a miracle, somebody, somewhere must have the answer, and she would not stop until she found it.

"Come on now my sweet, before they give up on you completely, why can't you just tell us your name?" The girl looked up showing her pale and thin features, her eyes stared into those of the nurse and without a flicker of emotion she replied.

"Rule number one: The Doctor lies!" Before resting her head down on her pillow and closing her eyes. The nurse sighed and left the room, her faith was beginning to wear thin, she needed that miracle.

"Where shall we go today?" Asked The Doctor as he leant across the console, "Come on Ponds, there has to be something you have always wanted to see." Amy and Rory looked towards each other, with not even a spark of imagination.

"Surprise us." Said Amy and the Doctor rolled his eyes.

"You always say that, come make a..." But he cut off mid-sentence and reached into his pocket. "A distress call, from Earth, looks like the psychic paper has made the decision for you."

"Doctor, how does that psychic paper receive distress calls?" Rory asked, still new to all things Doctor related.

"That isn't the question you should be asking." Was the Doctor's reply.

"Give me a clue what should I be asking?" He already dreaded the reply.

"Why is it always Earth? It's not as if I don't mind visiting Earth, it is even quite fun a lot of the time, but of all the planets in the universe, I always end up on Earth." He once again leant over the console, this time pulling and pushing many different levers and buttons, "Let's see where we are shall we?"

The trio walked towards the door, each grabbing their jackets that had been thrown aside after their last adventure.

"Earth, 2020, North-London, what could possibly be the problem?" Asked The Doctor as he opened the TARDIS, only to be greeted by a white room that appeared to be empty. "Well that wasn't as exciting as I imagined. Where are the aliens, the conspiracy theories or the weird sounds?" This time it was Amy that rolled her eyes.

"Or the mental patient in the bed that is just outside your peripheral vision, who probably screams for help about ten times a minute." The doctor span on the spot until he faced the bed on the opposite side of the room, the white room was a cell, he hadn't considered that. The girl though, who was the girl, and how had she managed to send a message to the psychic paper.

"Actually she has never called for help, she has only said one thing since she got here, and the word help has not escaped her lips." The nurse stated as she re-entered the room, confused as to how these people had got in here, and she was trying not to think about the huge blue box behind them.

"But who is she?" Asked the doctor, "There has to be more to this than just a mental patient."

"The question I would like you to answer is, who are you? There is only one way in and out of this room, and you should not be in here!"

"I am the Doctor, and these are the Ponds." Rory opened his mouth to correct him but chose to ignore the comment, he was beginning to learn that it was easier to just keep quiet.

"That doesn't answer my question, you are not a doctor at this hospital."

"Okay, the details, you want details, yes?" He spoke so fast that the nurse struggled to keep up, but she nodded anyway. "I am the doctor, 'Doctor who?' you might ask, well, it is just The Doctor. I received a distress call, with the words 'help, I need a miracle' and I followed it, it led me to this planet, this city, this hospital and more specifically this room. So what I need now is for you to stop asking questions and to start answering mine. Tell me all that you know about the girl."

"Wait, those are the words I used in my prayer." Suddenly the Doctor understood where the distress call had come from, but still didn't understand how it had reached the psychic paper. "The girl, well I don't know much about her, she was found wondering through London three years ago. It appeared that she was looking for somebody, but when asked she simply replied..."

"Rule number one: The Doctor lies" The voice came from the bed in the corner, and more specifically from the girl who looked to be sleeping. The doctor ran over to her side, not quite believing that she had said those words, as he did she opened her eyes and stared blankly into his.

"What did you just say?" He asked, hoping that this time the words were different, he had simply misheard her. Because if she had said what he thought she had, it meant that she knew him. He looked back at the Ponds who were both just as confused, they had heard the doctor say this many times to them and were expecting the girl to be one of the Doctor's past companions, but he didn't recognise her. Finally after a long silence, and an agonising wait, she repeated herself.

"Rule number one: The Doctor lies."