Oooh. You slimy gits. No, I don't own Doctor Who. If I did, it would bloody well be turning out like this, no thanks to Russell T Davies, thank-you-very-much!

"Oi. Alien boy."

The Doctor stopped dead in his tracks. There stood Donna Noble, leaning against the TARDIS. She was back, as brilliant as ever, while she smirked at him, eyebrows raised and arms crossed.

"You gonna just stand there or do I get a proper hullo?" She barked, chuckling at the sight of her Doctor. He was shell shocked, just as he was when Rose returned to him a few months prior. While the two of the were busy saving the universe from the wrath of the Daleks. The Earth was stolen, they saved the day, and she went back to her own parallel universe, with her own little Doctor. Although, that Doctor was part Donna.

His expression changed to one of pure ecstasy as he ran toward the redhead. She grinned and dropped her arms, meeting him in the middle of the alleyway. They wrapped their arms around each other, grinning wide smiles that relayed how glad they were to once again see each other. They spun in circles as Donna lifted the skinny little git. He laughed, proud of the girl.

But then he pushed her away. "You're back. How've you been? What've you been up to? How'd you get your memories back? It shouldn't be possible. I can't gras--" but she cut him off.

Donna slapped him. "I never once said it was alright for you to wipe my mind, Doctor! You bloody little alien git! I almost had it in my mind to take the TARDIS out for a spin while you wandered my city. Honestly, Doctor. What if I hadn't been okay? What if you'd come back and nothing had changed and you caused my death now? What the Dickens makes you okay with that?" She raised her eyebrows, her mouth twitching as she tried not to smirk.

"Exspectata tergum," the Doctor stated. "And I'm sorry." His face dropped. He was glad she was back, but it was a reprimand that she was allowed to make. "I could only hope that you would rediscover yourself. I never wanted to leave you behind, but I couldn't risk being the cause of your death." His mind was clouded and the Doctor was serious again.

"Aw, Doc!" Donna scoffed."Ut sulum suus own. To each his own! In Latin of course." She shrugged. "You seemed to like the language as you just spoke to me in it, so I figured I'd do you a favour and return the favour." Considering he had wiped her memory and left her to her soulless, shallow self, Donna was handling things well.

"Shall we?" She asked, turning from him to walk back to the Tardis. On a chain around her neck, she had worn the TARDIS key and finally had another opportunity to make use of it. When she didn't remember, she had no clue where the key led, only that it was important. When she queried her mum and granddad, they had attempted to take it from her. Donna had realized then that it was important and she ought to keep it safe. What's safer than on her person at all times?

The Doctor followed, peering at Donna to see if she had changed. Either back to herself before him or truly back to herself after him. He hit his own forehead. "Of course I should've taken back the key!"

As she fumbled with the lock, Donna let out, "What was that? Are you trying to figure out how I'm me again? Cause you should already know that I'm not going to tell you, Spaceboy." She grinned. It was always fun to lord things over the Doctor and now she had the best thing.

He stared after her as he grew closer. "Donna? The Doctor and Donna. Sounds fitting, don't you think?"

"The Doctor and Donna? Pfft." Donna laughed as she opened the door to the TARDIS. "More like the Doctor Donna, if you ask me! The Doctors Donna. Doctor Donna and her little Doctor. Spaceboy and Earthgirl. As different as we are, we've both got a little bit of the same thing inside us." She was referring to the Time Lord conciousness as she hung her tan trench inside the TARDIS. She was, after all, part Doctor. And what Doctor traveled without a trench coat?

The Doctor didn't understand. He also hung his coat, revealing his beloved pinstriped suit. He ruffled his hair, following her to the controls. "Doctor Donna, where to next? And when will you tell me how you've become yourself again?"

"Hm," Donna thought, disregarding the last bit. "Well, you've already shown me the Nestene Conciousness and I do remember dabbling in Pompeii, but a trip to Gallifrey just doesn't seem right at the moment." She glanced at him. "Not quite certain how much they'd appreciate a half-Human Time Lord. Or Time Lady? Which one is it anyways, Doctor?" They were like five year olds with attention deficet disorder.

"Donna Noble. How did you recover yourself?" The Doctor again asked, curious. It was something he had been unable to figure out and since she had and she was part of him, he needed to know.

"Doctor. Does it hurt?" Donna queried, grinning as she pulled a lever on the TARDIS.

He was dumbfounded. "Does what hurt?"

"Just the little fact that I know something you don't know." She hit a switch and the TARDIS began to spin, dissipating from Earth to fly through the afternoon sky, headed for an unknown destination. At least, unknown to the Doctor.

A/N;; I had to log in and it posed a question to me. "Are you human?" If they had a yes or no answer, I would choose no. I'm a Time Lord. Always and forever.
Anyways, I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am, even if it is a bit OOC. This is my first attempt at writing for Doctor Who and I'm feeling out the ridiculously amazing characters. Thanks for reading! (And if you've got any tips or pointers, don't hesitate to tell me. I love critiques, both good and bad!)