What Happened After 10's POV
Donna and The Doctor were walking back to the Tardis from the strange encounter with the traveling foursome.
"They seemed like a lovely bunch." Donna said conversationally. The Doctor had been very quite on their walk back. "Ok out with it."
"What?" he asked confused.
"Something is bothering ya, you know you can trust me."
"Well it's just that man I was speaking to thought he met me before. I feel kind of bad for not knowing him, obviously he must be someone who I meet in my future."
"So?"
"So! So I think I should get him a gift. You know, to give to him when we do meet."
"Let's take a look in here." Donna said pointing to a friendly looking shop with a display of hats in the window.
"Ladies first" said The Doctor as he held the door open for Donna to enter.
Donna and The Doctor were over whelmed by all the hats in the tiny store. There were bowler hats, beach hats, cowboy hats, fezzes, hats with veils attached, hats in every possible shape, size and colour.
Donna began browsing around the store instantly lost in the amazing collection of hats, trying on several just for the fun of it.
The Doctor wanted to be very careful in his selection; picking out a hat for a complete stranger would not be an easy task. Then he saw it, sitting on a stand in the middle of the sales floor, a ray of light shining in the window illuminated it, the perfect hat. It was a fez. It was the most perfect shade of red, and a thick gold tassel topped it off.
Donna saw him looking at the peculiar hat and walked over, "don't even think-"
"It's perfect!" The Doctor cut her off.
The store clerk cam over, "excuse me sir, is there something I can help you with?"
"Yes please I would like to buy that hat" said The Doctor pointing at the Fez.
"That hat?" the clerk asked coping The Doctors pointing
"Yes, that one"
"It is not really your style" the clerk said looking his customer up and down.
"It's not for me" The Doctor explained
"Oh! Of course then it is perfect." The clerk went over and carefully picked up the hat, bringing it over to the register and placing it in a hat box. "You know" the clerk was saying as he rang up the purchase "there is a rumour that this hat belonged to the most famous man in the universe."
"Really" said The Doctor intrigued "I wonder who that was?"
"Wot, ya don't know?"
"No. I can't know everything Donna. I'd explode. Pop! No more Doctor."
The Doctor turned to the clerk, "thank you very much" he said as he paid for the hat, and promptly left the store.
Donna and The Doctor continued on their way to the Tardis, "I know I parked it here somewhere", when Donna suddenly thought of something,
"Doctor, what if you don't ever meet again? I mean there are loads of John Smiths in the world, never mind the whole of space and time, how can you make sure he'll get it."
"I just have a feeling that we'll meet again, beside I never forget a face" he said with a wink and a smile. "Ah, here she is" he said as they rounded a corner and ran into the familiar blue box, "ready for your next adventure Donna Nobel?"
