Author's Note: I greatly appreciate anyone who is taking the time to read either one of my stories. I want this story to do well, it was the story I wanted to post first, but I decided to post 'Next Stop: Everywhere' before. I hope you like both and I would love for anyone to review it or send me a message, let me know if you wasn't anything to happen. I'm also taking requests to where you would want Sabrina to travel to. Thank you, hope you enjoy this chapter!

She appeared in an alleyway. She cracked her neck and looked around, "Thief?" She frantically asked, "Doctor! Where are you?" Footsteps approached and a man appeared before her. He wore a leather jacket.

"Were you calling for me? How do you know my name?"

"Thief!" She exclaimed, hugging his center tightly. He had no idea what to do, so he let her. After a few seconds, he pushed her back at arm's length.

"Thief? What have I stolen, exactly? Who are you?"

"You've stolen me, of course! I'm your box that's bigger on the inside. Your TARDIS," He had a look on his face. He thought she was a lunatic, "You've traveled with me for almost five hundred years, and you don't recognize me, just because they put me in here," She gestured to her own body, "Granted, I like being in a body. I get to talk to you, my thief. Still don't believe me? I go" She opened her mouth and breathed the exact noise she had heard earlier that day.

"My TARDIS? Inside you?"

"My Doctor," She corrected, "Younger, I suppose. About one hundred years younger! Look at you; you don't even know who I am. Aren't you going to introduce yourself? That's the normal thing that people do. Not that you are."

"Not what?"

"Normal. Or people, at that. You're a time lord, and I'm your type 40 TARDIS."

"Fine then. I'm the Doctor. Do you have a name?"

"About time you've asked. I'm Sabrina. Sabrina Campbell. I have so much knowledge, Doctor. Even more than you. I've seen into your future. What you will do. What you will say. Who you will love," He was now interested.

"How? How have you gotten in there?"

"Curious, now? Just a few minutes ago, you thought I lost my head! Part of your TARDIS matrix was transferred into me. I am a human, but so much more now. I can travel in time, but I can't control it. Not yet, at least. I'm here for you, Doctor. If you want me to be. When all others leave, I can be here for you, I'm your wife. Or I will be."

"Come with me," He took her arm and pulled her farther into the alleyway to where his TARDIS sat. He pulled her in and sat her on the pilot's chair. He took his sonic from his pocket and pointed it at her, scanning her over before stumbling upon a discovery, "How old are you?"

"Twenty three," She answered, "Exactly how old are you?"

"Eight hundred and forty-three. But that's not the point. This body can't just travel in time. It's immortal. How is this possible?"

"Doctor, I said that I'm your wife. Why would you marry someone that would leave you like the rest of them? I will never leave you. For as long as you live, so will I."

"But you can leave at any second, you said you can travel in time, but you can't control yourself," A familiar heat was already spreading through her body.

"I know, Doctor. But I'll see you again. Don't worry. You're my true love. We will meet again. Goodbye for now. I'm not in love with you yet, and you aren't in love with me yet, but it will happen soon. You said so yourself," She looked as if she had more to say, but she was engulfed in yellow flames before she could speak again. He backed away and shielded his eyes from the brightness. He looked back again, and she was gone.

The heat felt nice, comforting even. Then it was gone and she was in a familiar setting, inside of the TARDIS. Inside of herself, in a way. She caressed the controls, hearing the TARDIS hum in approval. She smiled, and the TARDIS's front door was pulled open. There he was a skinny, tall, man in a brown pinstripe suit.

"What?" He asked himself, "What are you doing in here?" He didn't recognize her, "Sabrina, when did you get here?" Okay, he did recognize her. He seemed angry, heartbroken, even, "I don't understand. Why are you here?" He was at her side now, he had a look of hatred in his face and a frown on his lips, "You said you'd never leave me. But you did. The one time I needed you, you left. How could you do that to me?" She looked at him curiously.

"Doctor? I'm sorry, I don't know what I've done, but I'm sorry. This is the first time I've met this version of you. You're handsome, I'll give you that, but," She wasn't able to finish her sentence, because the Doctor had taken her head in his hands and laid a hard kiss on her lips.

"Don't you ever do that to me again. Ever," She nodded, and pulled in closer to his body.

"I'll try not to. What happened?"

"Probably can't tell you. Just try to stay out of trouble, please? I can't live without you."

"I think it is I that cannot live without you, Doctor. How many times have you seen me?"

"About thirty times in my ninth regeneration, and about sixty in this one," She laughed, excited for all the adventures she would be going on.

"Where does this leave us then?"

"I've just proposed to you, right before," He stopped himself, a sad and angry expression on his face, "Never mind. You'll be finding out later. So, guess this makes you my wife then, doesn't it?"

"I guess it does Doctor. Let the record state that I have only met you three times and we've already decided I'm your wife."

"Of course you are. It would just be plain boring if it happened any other way."