Sorry, I meant to update earlier but I was looking after my Nana. She had crackers from the year I was born in her cupboard. I worry about her, I mean… I love her but she's the definition of mad.

The Torchwood team looked on in wonder as the very same blue box they all knew of, appeared in front of their eyes. Ianto greeted it with a disbelieving stare, and Jack smiled as Gwen's mouth fell open.

"That's bloody amazing, that is." Gwen breathed. Martha let out a small laugh.

Jack took a step toward it as it finished materializing, shoving his hands in his pockets and pulling his face into a crooked grin. Martha held her breath and wrung her hands as the door opened.

"Hello." A smiley man, with a bow tie and a tweed jacket popped his head out and greeted them. Martha's eyebrows went up as Jacks face fell. His dark brown hair flopped over his forehead.

"Doctor?" Martha asked. The man stepped out, straightening his bow tie.

"Martha Jones." He exclaimed, pulling her into a bear hug. Martha tentatively hugged him back.

"It's really you?" Martha said, examining his face, as he pulled away.

"Well of course it's me. Weren't you expecting me? Did I get the wrong date? That's embarrassing." He answered with an almost comical grimace.

"No, you're completely on time." Martha said, diminishing his doubt.

"Oh, that's good then. Hello, nice to meet you. I'm The Doctor. Here to help." He said, very enthusiastically shaking Gwen and Ianto's hands. Gwen regarded him with large eyes.

"River, come meet Torchwood." The Doctor shouted in the general direction of the Tardis. Martha frowned, she'd known he'd move on, but she had hoped he'd changed his ways a bit. She prayed that the person he had called to wouldn't be some young girl, love-struck, fanciful. Like she knew she had been. It was embarrassing, but it was true, and anyway, she did alright in the end.

"Captain," The Doctor said animatedly "Been a while, hasn't it?" taking Jacks hand a gripping it tightly as he shook it

"Not that long for me, Doctor." He said, with his distinctly American accent.

Just then, a lady emerged from the Tardis. Insane, fiery-blonde curls, to match the calm, but yet, psychotic, ancient look, in her extremely expressive, catlike eyes. A look matched only by The Doctor's. The look of a person who's seen, heard or done many terrible things, and has become accomplished at burying them, far down into the deepest caverns, of the darkest parts of their mind.

She was gorgeous, in a mature, sexy, "Cross me, and I'll tear you to pieces." sort of way. Her expression was near unreadable, but there was a glimmer of amusement in her eye.

She was wearing a black, button-up, tunic style dress with a thick, white belt. She had tight, grey leggings on, but you could hardly see them due to the big, brown, boots that ended just above her knee.

Another belt cradled, what looked like, some sort of gun, alien tech. However, knowing The Doctor, it was probably only used for cracking open nuts. It wasn't like The Doctor to easily condone the use of guns. And it was even less like him to enjoy the company of a person who uses a gun.

She hid something in her boot before coming forward to stand beside The Doctor, not behind him, beside him. Shoulder to shoulder. As if she was just as powerful, as smart, and as quick-witted as him. Martha realized, if she had been a companion, this woman was The Doctor's partner.

The doctors eyes twinkled a little brighter as they fell on her "Torchwood, this is my…" he paused, looking for the right term "River." he decided.

Gwen gave him a funny look, as River rolled her eyes. River leaned toward The Doctor to whisper in his ear, The Doctor's eyes widened and he quickly put his left hand behind his back, took something off it, and then shoved it in his top, inside pocket, looking slightly relieved as he did so.

River decided that Torchwood probably hadn't learned much from The Doctor's statement "Professor River Song, Head of Archaeology, Luna University." She said, with a boundless and knowing smile.

She shook each of their hands in turn.

"You sure know how to pick them, Doc." Jack commented, as he shook River's hand. He gave River a quick, flirty wink. River answered him with a dark, teasing smile.

Seeing this The Doctor remarked. "Well that was stupid,"

"What was?" Ianto enquired, crossing his arms.

The Doctor let out a huff "I've just introduced the two biggest flirts I've ever met in 1100 years of traveling through time and space," he then grinned as he remembered "except maybe the Sisterhood of Roiexe," he grinned, and wrung his hands in an anticipated fashion, looking eagerly off into space, "those girls are down right naughty!"

River's eyebrows seemed to attempt to climb into her hair, as Gwen bit her lip to stop her from laughing.

"So," The Doctor continued, sticking a pointing finger right in Jack's face "I just think I should mention," The Doctor looked deadly serious "I feel very strongly about anyone flirting with River… so don't!"

Jack tried to hide his shocked and slightly terrified expression.

"I can't believe how different you look…and how young." Martha said, cocking her head, trying to see him from different angles.

"I know," Jack squinted "I think I preferred the last one though, I mean look at that chin!" Jack made a grab for The Doctor's chin.

"Oi," The Doctor protested, jumping away, his hand flying to his chin. River laughed.

Jack was enjoying winding The Doctor up "And that Bow Tie is just hilarious."

The Doctor straightened it "Bow Ties are cool." he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

As always, River felt the need to protect him "It's okay Sweetie," she squeezed his shoulder, and stroked his Bow Tie "I think it suits you." The Doctor gave her a fond look.

The Torchwood Team had varying looks of shock, confusion and intrigue, unsure about the intimate moment they had just witnessed. River realized what she'd just let slip, and took a small step away from The Doctor.

"Okay," The Doctor took off the tweed jacket, slung it on the nearest chair, and pulled at his trouser suspenders before letting them ping back into place "what seems to be the problem?"

"We're getting unusual signals from central London, back in the day we would have left this to Torchwood one but…"

"Unusual signals, perfect, one of my favorites." The Doctor rubbed his hands in Glee "Let's have a look." Jack lead The Doctor and River to the computer that Gwen was stood next too.

"What do you think it is?" Jack asked.

"Well it's definitely Alien, I mean look at the readings from two hours ago, and no human machine emits a signal as powerful as that." River said, running her finger across the chart on the screen. She glanced at the map in the corner of the screen "Oh, look on the map, it's…"

"…Coming straight from underneath number 10, downing street." Gwen finished.

"Politicians, Alien tech, and strange signals. That's it, I'm bought." The Doctor told River. She smiled at his childish enthusiasm, squeezing his arm "Let's see if we can boost the signal enough so we can translate it."

He turned to talk to Martha "Martha Jones, could you get my screwdriver out my pocket, you know which one,"

He then pointed at Ianto "if you can get me a Stetson that would be much appreciated."

He scowled at River "There's a bullet hole in mine."

"Sorry, Swe…" She stopped herself. Not that it would have mattered.

"Doctor?" Martha said in a firm, but shocked, questioning voice. Everyone turned to look at her. Her right hand was down by her side; in it was his sonic screwdriver. In her other hand, held up in the air, was a glinting, gold wedding band. The one she had found in his top pocket. The one he had hidden as soon as he arrived.

"Ahhh," The Doctor gulped "yes, I was going to mention…"

"It's a long story." River interrupted him, stepping forward.

"And I don't know most of it." The Doctor said mournfully. River smiled and reached out to give his hand a squeeze.

Jack looked from River to The Doctor, putting together the puzzle pieces in his head "You're married," his eyes widened "to each other."