Thank you for your positive support! I've decided to continue this. I think you know that I don't own Doctor Who. I wish I did. But if wishes were crackers I'd be even fatter, and I don't want that!

The TARDIS gave a jolt and the three humans fell to the floor.

"Where are we?" asked Sachin.

"Not sure yet." Dara said, "Look outside."

Sachin stepped over to what appeared to be a small television set. "It's very foresty." he said."We could be-"

"AHA!!" Dara exclaimed loudly. "We are in the Stone Age of the primitave peoples of Earth."

"Uhm, Dara? Most people... we just... call it the Stone Age." Sachin said.

"Huh... That's interesting." Dara observed him for a moment and then resumed to punching the buttons on the consol.

"Excuse me? Did I just hear correctly?"

Dara turned around with a start. John Castor and Bairbre Wera were on their feet and staring at her. She raised an eyebrow: she had completely forgotten their existence.

"Did you just say that we were in the Stone Age?" John asked.

"I did." Dara nodded.

"But that's impossible!"

"No it's not!"

"Yes it is!"

"No!"

"CHILDREN!!" Bairbre stepped between Dara and John. "Do I have to seperate you two?" She looked from one to the other.

"He started it." Dara said resentfully. "If you don't believe me, sir, then you can just step outside."

"Fine then, I will! I can assure you, madam, that we are still very much in 20th century America."

"Is this a bet? Because I will gladly bring out the automatic changer."

The two teachers looked at her with a curious expression on their face, then looked at Sachin.

"She means the calculater." He answered.

"Yes, that! Although there was this one time I actually thought it was a clothes changer for those who were to lazy to dress themselves. I used it and had a rather embarassing experience of going outside in nothing but my knickers." Dara's voice trailed off.

John glared at her and then walked to the door. He took a breath and opened it, stepping out into the late afternoon sun. He looked around, not believing it, and faced Dara again. "Where the hell have you taken us." It wasn't a question.

"I told you. Everybody out of the ship! We didn't come all this way just to look at it."

"I thought we left because it wasn't safe for you anymore." Bairbre fell into step beside Dara and looked up at the woman, who was a good five inches taller than her.

"This is true. But what fun is going to a place and not doing anything?" She closed the door to the oak tree.

"You!" John pointed at Dara with mad eyes.

"Me!" Dara said happily, oblivious to his anger.

"Take us back!"

"Can't do that. Not at the moment."

"I demad it."

"And I demand that I be allowed to go back home and forget that I've ever encountered Earth." She paused for a second and stared into his eyes. "Just because you want something doesn't make it appear. It's not safe for me in your time period yet."

"Why?" Bairbre asked.

"My people are looking for me. You don't know this but I found a tracking device on my ship. I discarded it in your century. When I came back to find you talking to Sachin, I had detected Time Lords in your century. They had found me. It's not safe yet."

"Why are they looking for you?" John asked, disbelieving humor in his voice.

Dara's eyes fixed his in a deathglare. "That is a discussion you and I will never have, Mr. Castor. I suggest you leave it at that."

John seemed to shrink under her stare. When he backed off Dara smiled once more. "Now! Let's go explore, shall we?"

"Isn't it supposed to change?" Sachin asked, staring over her shoulder.

"What now?" Dara turned around to see her TARDIS was unchanged. Her oak tree was clearly visible amongst the pines and spruces. She frowned. "What the-? TARDIS, why haven't you changed?"

Slowly, the TARDIS moved its branches to reveal a small baby bird. Dara was shocked.

"TARDIS!" she exclaimed. "You can't keep it!"

The TARDIS moved its branches protectively in front of the bird.

"What about food and water?"

There was a loud groaning sound and a small worm-like protrusion appeared near the baby bird. It wiggled and the bird attempted to eat it, not with much luck.

"And what if we don't land on a planet or space station with any sort of atmosphere?"

The TARDIS's branches moved closer, not wanting to let the bird go.

Dara sighed. "Fine, you can keep it. But don't expect me to bring it in with me! I'll not have bird droppings in my home."

The TARDIS straightened up, as if happy, and Dara turned around to find the two teachers were staring at her. Sachin, however, was looking at the TARDIS.

"I didn't know you could talk to it." He said.

Bairbre was clinging to John. "The tree moved." she said. "The tree moved, John! What have we gotten ourselves into!" She started sobbing on his shoulder.

John deftly reached in his pocket and pulled out a carton of cigaretes. Without looking, he lit a cigarette. "I don't know, Bairbre, I just don't know anymore."

There you go people! That was the chapter. It'll take a bit longer with the next chapter because I'm still not sure how I should introduce them to the beings of the time so... yea. It may take a while but keep checking back once every couple weeks maybe. It shouldn't take more than a month... I hope... ; If you have any suggestions for me I'll gladly listen to them. Reviews are wonderful and much appreciated. David Tennant is my sexy love slave... Uh... I CAN EXPLAIN!!! xP