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"Time Travel. It's a Walk in the Park!"

It was almost dawn, and the Doctor, along with his faithful companion, Rose, were taking a stroll in a dimly lit park. Hand in hand, they looped round the trees, kicking at the long grass, ignoring the sparkling dew that was collecting on the tips of their shoes. Stars twinkled above them, illuminating the black sky, and a gentle breeze tugged lightly at their hair. The air was cold and crisp, and Rose felt Goosebumps prickle the pale skin on her arm.

"I knew I shouldn't have worn a short sleeve!" She complained, hugging herself for warmth.

The Doctor looked up "Huh? Oh! Um... Here!" He pulled off his long brown coat, wrapping it round her shoulders. "There! Nice and snug!"

The coat was big on Rose and it dragged across the ground, but she cuddled up inside it. She had been with the Doctor for over a year or so now, but he'd never given her his coat before. It was comfy. "Wow this thing's warm! You sure you don't need it?"

The Doctor plucked the sleeve of his blazer. "Nah! I'm fine. I got heaters!"

"Heaters?"

"Yep! Built in fabric heaters!"

"What happens when you get hot in the summer then, hmm?"

"I switch it to air conditioning."

"Air conditioning?! You have air conditioning in your clothes?!"

"Well, yeah. I've got to be ready for sudden temperature changes; you won't catch me in shorts!"

Rose tried to hide her disappointment. "God, will you ever stop being so strange?"

"Nope!"



"Good. I wouldn't have you any other way." Rose replied. "So, if you have heaters, why the coat?"

The Doctor tapped his left temple "Fashion sense!" There was a silence as Rose tried to contemplate the Doctors rather discombobulated direction of thought; nothing could be heard except the almost inaudible rustling of the trees. The strange couple leant against each other, dwelling inside the secret relationship that even they were not aware of. They walked through the beautiful landscape quietly, thinking of past times.

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"This must be sign, eh? I think I've definitely gone up in the pecking order!" Rose spoke up suddenly.

The Doctor looked at his companion. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I started off as companion, and managed to work myself all the way up to coat hanger!"

"Hey if you don't want to wear it..."

"No, no!" Rose objected, clutching the coat defensively "It was only a joke!" Then there was another silence. But this time Rose listened to it, and took a good look at her surroundings. There was a lightish tinge appearing on the horizon, behind the large forest that circled the spacious clearing around them, as the sun began to rise. It lit the sky and ground, making the stars fade and the dew sparkle. A white, misty fog floated above the path and around the tips of the pine trees, circling the pair eerily. Nearby there was a lake, right in the centre of the clearing; completely still and crystal clear. It reflected the large, full moon like a mirror, and the morning sky made it look endlessly deep. It was beautiful.

"This place is just, amazing!" Rose exclaimed. "It doesn't look like Earth; it's like a whole other planet! You never find places like this in London."

The Doctor shrugged "That's the problem now' a days. You humans, eh? Find a beautiful piece of land like this, and turn it into a theme park! Or a housing estate..."



Rose nodded dreamily "Yep, we're all bastards. Thanks for that!"

"Well... I didn't mean... not you humans, as such, just... you humans, you know. As in you humans, as a race... like, not you you humans. Them you humans! That's what I meant!" The Doctor paused, thinking about what he had just said. "I'm not doing a very good job of this, am I."

"No. But thanks for trying." Rose grinned at a rather embarrassed looking Doctor. She took her phone out of her jeans pocket and looked at it. 4:15am, 2nd August 2008. They were in Roses present, maybe not exactly, but around that space in the timeline. "So, where did you say we were?"

The Doctor his free hand through his hair. "Earth, somewhere on."

"Thanks for being so specific."

"Ok! England."

"Hey! Don't get too complicated, you know how my geography is!"

The Doctor gave her an exasperated look "It's... um... an island."

Rose let go of his hand and crossed her arms. "Ok, now you're just taking the Mick! Why won't you tell me? Is it a secret?"

The Doctor twiddled his thumbs. "Um... Rose?"

"Yes, I'm still here!"

"You know I said we were coming here coz I thought you'd like it and we'd go for a nice walk?"

"No, I don't think I was there."

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't realise you'd been diagnosed with sarcasm-itis!"

Rose laughed "Well, it must be contagious, coz you seem to have all the symptoms!" The pair rolled their eyes at each other and Rose continued "Yes, go on, I do remember."

"Well, I lied."



Rose frowned "What do ya mean? We appear to be doing the nice walk part, and yes, I do like it. What's to lie about?"

"Well, the TARDIS picked up something strange..."

"And, let me guess, you wanted to take a look, eh? I've got you sussed, mate!"

The Doctor looked down at his shoes. "I did want to go here for a walk as well, its just coincidence really... you know. And anyway!" He added "We have all the time in the universe to do other things! Time travel. It's a walk in the park, when you know where to look!" He grinned.

Rose grinned back "You make me laugh, you do!" She said, reaching up and ruffling his hair. The Doctor jumped back "Hey! Don't! Touch! The hair! It's just how I like it!"

"Sorry. Anyway, what's the big problem?"

"Well, according to Google maps, this island doesn't exist!"

"What? Come on! This is the twenty-first century! We've discovered all the countries and everything!"

"Not this one. Somebody hid it!"

"What the hell?!"

"I know! It's powered by some alien source, 'it' being a perception field. It sounds strange, but it's very simple, if you're as clever as me anyway. The field not only short circuits satellite pictures to cut off Birdseye images, but sends out a telepathic block that pushes people away. They feel threatened. Like the Bermuda triangle!"

"The Bermuda triangle has a field round it too?"

"Oh yes! To protect an alien civil war from human eyes. Why else would the planes and boats disappear? You don't last long in the middle of a battlefield. It's all over now, but wreckages still get washed up!"

"So, where are we?"



"On an island, in the Thames. Not too far from inner city London. People don't bother coming over, because it's just a little island in the middle of the river. The telepathic block tells them that they can't be bothered to get a boat and sail across. Humans are a lazy lot, it doesn't take much."

Rose decided to ignore the comment. "So, like, nobody has ever set foot here? We're the first ones?"

"Well, don't go that far! We don't know how long the field has been here!"

"So, why is it here?"

"Somebody's using it, maybe? But I think it's abandoned to be honest. And if it is..." He linked arms with his companion and grinned at her. "Hey, a whole island just for us, brilliant!"

Rose grinned. "Oh cool! Who needs money with you around! I bagzie this bit! The lake and everything! " She looked up at the sky, sighing as the last of the stars faded away, the cloudless landscape revealing a dome shape reaching across to each end of the horizon "But, this is London, you don't get weather like this!"

The Doctor followed her gaze. "Simple atmospheric irritation, obviously whoever made this was a little disappointed with the weather as well. Kept the sky clear! Sort of like a..." The Doctor stopped, put a finger to his lips and went quiet. There was a noise in the distance.

''Head underwater – and you tell me – to breathe easy for while...''

Rose squeezed the Doctors hand. "Can you hear that?"

''...But breathing gets harder – even IIIII knooow thaaaat...''

The Doctor frowned. "Singing? A young voice too!" He was right; a distant voice could be heard, coming in their direction, somewhere in the trees. It was a girl's voice, and she sung cheerfully.

"I thought you said this place was abandoned!" Rose hissed.

"I said probably! There is a chance of inhabitants!"



"Aren't you even slightly concerned? We might be the middle of a civil war again!"

"Rose, this island is less than half a mile in diameter! It doesn't look much like a warzone, and since when do soldiers sing each other to death!"

"Bet you could." Rose muttered, disappointed that her newly owned island wasn't as empty as guaranteed.

"...I'm not gonna write you a love song – cuz you asked for it – cuz you need one – you see – I'm not gonna write you a love song – cuz you tell me it's – make or break..."

"And anyway" The Doctor continued "This is why we're here! To see what's going on, have an adventure, bit of fun..."

"... a karaoke night." Rose butted in grumpily.

"...I'm not gonna write you – to stay-ay-aaay..."

"I promise I wasn't, and I'm still not, aware of any immediate danger. It must be just a bunch of unusually mentally strong humans who have come here out of curiosity!" The Doctor put an arm round her shoulders reassuringly.

"...If all you have is leavin' I'm 'a need a better reas'n to write you – a love song – today!"

"Either that, or..."

"Big up the Shadow-Nova massive!" A loud, different, young male voice shouted out the words and made the pair jump. "But shut the hell up now please, coz ya CAN'T SING! Seriously, I've heard better singing in a maternity ward!"

The girl's voice returned. "I know I can't sing, but that doesn't mean I'm not allowed! It's not like anybody can hear us, the house is way back!"

The Doctor and Rose looked at each other. A house?

A pause, a rustling of bushes. "Hey! What the hell is this?"



Another rustling noise and the boy spoke up. "Oh sick! How long has this been 'ere? You don't think someone's been round do ya?"

"What, carrying a big blue box?"

The Doctor tensed and Rose glared at him. "Doctor? Where did you park the TARDIS?" She whispered.

"What's inside? Let's take a look; this thing's bloody weird!"

The Doctor squeaked. Rose gawped at him. "Please tell me you locked it!"

There was no reply for a second as the Doctor thought of his answer extremely carefully. In the distance they heard the familiar creek of a door opening.

"Crap." He said finally.