It's hard to fix something like this. So many pieces; so many wires; so much… stuff. Good thing he was raised by an electrician.
"Come on, Sexy Girl; time to wake up again…" he mumbled as he stroked the control board.
"Dad… Why do a have this watch?"
"It's called a Fob watch. It will keep you safe."
"But how?"
"I can't tell you."
"Been broken all these years… I'm sorry…"
"Why do you always carry that watch with you?"
"I don't really know. I only know it keeps me safe…"
"That's insane."
"I remember all the good things tend to be."
"You're going to be fixed, I'm going to fix you. You won't just rust while I'm here; I'll rust with you, if I have to."
"Worth a lot?"
"No idea."
"What does the face look like? What metal?"
"I don't know; I can't open it."
"It's probably stuck; give it –"
"No. I can't open it."
"What do you mean?"
"It's dangerous."
"Who on earth told you that?"
"My dad. I'm not even sure it was on earth…"
"What?"
"What?"
Those wires are temperamental, don't get too near them; you don't want an electric shock.
"I'm opening it!"
"You're crazy! Give it back!"
"No, I'll prove it's not dangerous."
"Certainly looking better, Sexy Girl."
"Wake up! Oh God, what did I do?!"
He gasped.
"Wow! That was… Wow!"
"What was?"
"Over five hundred years of memories of all of space and time hitting me all at once!"
"Five hundred years?!"
"Captain's come back for you sweetheart…" Martin smiled, kissing the dashboard.
"I hope I'm not interrupting a tender moment between you two," Douglas smirked from behind the newly un-Fob-watched Time Lord.
"Why, are you jealous?" Martin – The Captain – winked.
"Just impatient, I want to see Italy in the Renaissance," Douglas shrugged and kissed his Time Lord.
"I only have to fit two more parts and then I'll have my Sexy back."
"I still can't believe you call GERTI your 'Sexy'."
"She is, aren't you girl."
The controls flashed and blinked, as if saying yes. "She loves you."
"Definitely jealous," Captain took his oil covered hands out of GERTIs access panel, "There we are. Ready to see some sights?"
"You have no idea…"
"Andiamo!" Martin started GERTI and away they went.