My first fanfic so be nice, but please review!

Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who or Blackpool … my life is a black abyss I know…

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"So Doctor, what have you planned today? A trip to the 51rst century to witness the creation of the Time Agency? Oooo wait don't tell me… Are we going to the galaxy of Ood or something?" Donna eagerly leaned against the Tardis control panel, staring as the doctor hammered this and fiddled with that, making lights flicker and controls buzz.

"Well actually I was planning an exceptionally dangerous trip to prehistoric Earth!"His companion raised her eyebrows critically. "What?" he asked nonplus, "The hot springs there are supposed to be the best on Earth at that time!"

"Right, because you cant do anything calm or stable can you spaceboy?"

"What's the fun in that? When we have all of time and every galaxy to explore, that's the perk of being a time lord!"

"Well watch it alienboy, cuz one day a simple human is going to steal your heart, and then we'll see if you're still so eager to rush off on dangerous time travel adventures!"

The Doctor looked up at Donna frowning a little. He raised his eyes thinking, remembering when he was once human, and a woman had indeed 'stole his heart'.

"Nah" he finally said, "See being Time Lord and all, I actually have two hearts"

Smiling teasingly, and slightly triumphant, his companion could only scowl. Donna knew that beneath his unyielding humour and sarcasm, was a lonely man constantly running through time and space, and away from that deep empty hole that she knew was in his heart… *ahem* hearts. Sometimes she caught a glance of that loneliness and sadness in his deep old eyes, the eyes of the last Time Lord, who has seen the beginning and ending of the universe and time itself. Donna deeply hoped that a woman would capture hem and make him happy, the way she believed Rose almost had. And she knew that the Doctor appreciated their friendship. He went through a lot of companions she knew, because eventually he lost them, or they left. And then the loneliness would come and consume him until he found another companion, who would temporarily fend off the loneliness, but it was still there, the knowledge and the guilt of what he had done in the Time War, of how he had destroyed the Time Lords of Galifrey, and now he was alone, the only one left. Now the Doctor spent most of his time playing Superman, saving races of people, galaxies, and time. Donna suspected this was mostly to ease his guilt, but she didn't really care. This man in front of her, that took her away in his little blue box, with his pin-stripe suit, and long coat, who wore brainy specs when he was concentrating on a problem, this man was wonderful and amazing, and she loved him. Not in the way that a wife loves her husband, but like how someone loves their savior. But most of all, she loved him as a friend. He was the only man besides her dad that wasn't scared away by her loud, defensive manner. Actually, she fancied that the Doctor rather liked those qualities, and was glad that they kept him on his toes. And it was as she was thinking this that the Tardis started rocking violently… well, more than usual. The Doctor and Donna were thrown across the Tardis.

"WHATS HAPPENING?" Donna yelled to the Doctor, who was propped up on his hands, face puzzled.

"WHAT?" he kept repeating. Donna rolled her eyes.

"Bloody help you are!"

The Doctor jumped up and ran to the flashing lights on the control panel. He turned nozzles, pressed buttons, and glanced at the screen, but still the Tardis lurched on its own. Apparently the Tardis was taking its passengers to its desired destination whether they liked it or not. Realizing this, Donna sat down and watched as the Doctor scramble around the controls, still befuddled by what his beloved spaceship was doing.

After about a minute of lurching, spinning, and rocking, the Tardis slowed and the familiar sound told the companions that they had arrived.

"So where are we?" asked Donna, "I'm not going to suffocate or something if I walk outside am I?"

The Doctor pulled the screen toward him, "Ummm… Earth… 21rst century…" and before he could read the next word, the screen suddenly flickered and went black. Then slowly like dominos, all of the lights in the Tardis flickered and died, until they were surrounded by darkness and silence. Donna heard across the black Tardis a shocked Doctor cry "WHAT?" yet again.

"Well this thing isn't going anywhere anytime soon. So suffocate or not, I'm not going to stay here." And Donna opened the doors revealing a colorful, flashy…. Amusement Arcade?

The Doctor stepped up behind her, "You know I've never really liked arcades, well, except in Vegas but that's only because…" Donna glanced at him. He cleared his throat nervously, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas"

"Right…" Donna looked at him suspiciously while possible scenes of the doctor doing some not so doctor-like things in Vegas played out in her mind. Although honestly they all seemed a bit whimsical.

"Well this doesn't look like Las Vegas to me" Donna said a tad disappointed.

The Doctor stepped outside and looked around, no doubt searching for a clue to where they were. A nice sea breeze whipped her hair around her face.

"Mind you, I do love the ocean though. Have I ever told you about the time I went scuba diving in Barcelona Doctor?... Doctor?" Donna turned to see the Doctor preoccupied with what seemed to be a map in an open tourist shop called 'Gifts Galore'.

"So where are we then Doctor?" frowning slightly he looked up at Donna and stated dryly…

"Blackpool"