Wilfred Mott had not seen the doctor in perhaps three years. It had been three years since the doctor made his appearance at Donna's wedding and then hopped back into his TARDIS, never to be seen again. Three years since they fought the master. Three years since the doctor absorbed thousands of rads to save Wilfred, then came back out alive. He missed him. Did the doctor miss Wilfred? Did he miss Donna? Wilfred almost began to cry when he realized it wouldn't matter if The Doctor missed Donna or not. Donna wouldn't miss him. He decided to distract himself with a book. He still hadn't read that book Donna had gotten him for Christmas by Naismith. He wondered if Naismith was still in jail. Just as he sat down there was a knock at the door. As soon as he opened it an old man with short, salt-and-pepper hair jumped out and gave him as tight of a hug as any old man could take.
"Hello, Wilfred! It's been forever. How've you been?" He spoke with a heavy accent and seemed as happy as anyone can be to see Wilfred. "I left Clara with her family, so we can go anywhere."
"What? Who are you? What are you doing? I've never seen you before in my life." Wilfred protested.
"Oh yes, sorry. just remembered. Now I truly look like an old man, you know I'm over 1,200 now? But yes I forgot to tell you I changed my face, again! Now I suppose I should introduce myself. Wilfred, I'm the Doctor."