Stiles was having a horrible day. He'd been told to leave Pack training because he was at risk of being 'hurt'. EURGH! He wasn't a porcelain doll! He was too busy in his thoughts to notice the strange man until he walked right into him. He fell over. "I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
The man just smiled and straightened his bow. " That's alright. I'm the Doctor. Jammy Dodger?" He then held out the packet of biscuits to Stiles.
Stiles took one, he hadn't heard of these biscuits before. He took a bite out of it and his taste buds exploded. It was delicious. " Um...I'm Stiles"
" Tell me, Stiles. What do you know about time travel?"
Stiles spent many hours listening to the Doctor's 'made-up' stories about far off worlds and aliens. " So, do you want to come with me?"
" Come with you where, Doctor?"
" Travelling through space and time." Stiles thought he'd humour the strange man before him.
" Is it dangerous?"
" Yes, it is. I've lost many friends this way." The happy man's face turned sad for a few moments.
" Well, I do hang out with werewolves." Shit! He hadn't meant to say that. He looked at the Doctor worried, but he only gave Stiles a knowing smile.
" So, you're on? If we leave now, we can make it back in time for tea."
" I'm in." What was he saying? He needed to shut his mouth!
" Excellent." The Doctor grabbed Stiles' arm and run up to the door of an old English Police box. He took out a key and unlocked the door. Stiles followed him inside.
" It's bigger on the inside!" Stiles now really did believe the Doctor's stories
" That it is, Stiles!" The Doctor pulled some levers on the control panel. " GERONIMO!"
True to his word, The Doctor did return Stiles back before tea...a week later. Stiles really didn't know how he'd explain that one.