Hi everyone : ) Here's the second chapter : ) There isn't much I have to say today, so I'm just going to jump straight into it.

I'd like to thank everyone who read/reviewed the last chapter, and I hope that you all enjoy this one.

Please remember that Doctor Who isn't mine, but Craig Tyler is : )

Rose and Craig – Part 2

The Doctor was the first to recover from his shock.

"What're you two doing here?" he instantly demanded.

"We live here" Rose told him, looking dazed.

"Well, what do you do that for?" he asked them.

They both faltered.

This was just too weird for them to get their heads around.

Who was this guy?

Was he stalking them?

What the hell was going on here?

Eventually it was Craig that manage to reply.

"Because we do! And we're only here because of you!" he reminded the Doctor pointedly, but the strange man wasn't listening.

Instead, he pulled out that tube thing and tapped the end of it.

"Must've got the wrong signal. Neither of you are plastic, are you?" he asked.

He rapped his knuckles smartly over Rose's forehead.

"No, bonehead" he said happily, before turning to Craig and doing the same to him.

He frowned theatrically.

"Oho, that one's hollow" he joked.

Craig couldn't help but laugh.

"You cheeky-" he giggled and the Doctor smirked.

"Anyway, stuff to do. Bye, then!" he said, but Rose grabbed his arm to stop him.

"You, inside. Right now" she hollered, and with surprising strength for such a small woman, Rose dragged him into the flat, slamming the door behind him.

She shoved the protesting Doctor further inside.

"Who is it?" Jackie called from her bedroom.

"It's about last night, he's part of the inquiry. Give us ten minutes" she waved her mother off.

"They both deserve compensation!" Jackie shouted as Rose headed into the living room.

The Doctor, with Craig behind him, stood in the doorway of Jackie's bedroom.

"We're talking millions" the Doctor played along.

Craig silently groaned when his mother suddenly looked the Doctor up and down, flirtatiously.

The blonde shook his head.

He knew what was coming next.

God, this was going to be so embarrassing.

"I'm in my dressing gown" Jackie eventually said slyly.

Craig hid his face in his hands, crimson-faced.

"Yes, you are" the Doctor agreed, not seeing the signs.

"There's a strange man in my bedroom" Jackie stood up, showing off her tanned legs.

"Yes, there is" the Doctor nodded, still not with it.

"Well, anything could happen" Jackie winked.

Realisation finally set in.

Alarmed, the Doctor backed away, bumping into Craig.

"N-No!" he squeaked, fleeing up the hall after Rose.

Jackie pulled a face at his back and Craig scowled at his mother.

"You are so unbelievable!" he scolded her.

"What?!" Jackie protested, before looking thoughtful, "Oh... Is he gay?"

"Mum!" Craig whined, "Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I know if every other man I come across is gay too!"

"Sorry!" Jackie held up her hands in surrender, "I just thought you might fancy him".

Craig's jaw dropped.

Unable to form any kind of reply to that, Craig huffed and stormed off, finding the Doctor looking around their living room with interest.

A blush threatened to overtake Craig's face, but he quickly fought it off.

He did NOT fancy the Doctor and that was that!

Thankfully, Rose was in the kitchen, fixing them all some drinks, so she wasn't present to see her brother's moment of embarrassment.

"Sorry about the mess mate, d'ya fancy a drink?" Craig asked, forcing his voice to sound normal, and the Doctor turned to him.

"Your lovely sister's making me one, ta" he smiled.

Craig nodded, before sitting down on the sofa.

He watched as the Doctor paced around the room, looking at the everyday things with great interest.

"You know, Rose was thinking we should go to the police. All of us" Craig stated, mostly to break the silence.

Instead of answering however, the Doctor picked up a gossip magazine and flicked through it.

Craig scowled at him.

"That won't last, he's gay and she's an alien. He your type?" he asked Craig, showing him a photo of some football player.

Craig fought off a blush again.

He didn't even know how the Doctor knew he was gay, nor did he want to.

"A bit too flashy. I prefer more down to earth men" he snipped and the Doctor shrugged, setting the magazine back down.

Craig didn't realise just how ironic his words had been.

"Anyway, about the police… I'm not blaming you mate, even if it was just some sort of joke that went wrong" Craig tried again.

This time the Doctor picked up a book and flicked through it at insane speeds.

"Sad ending" he sighed and Craig rolled his eyes.

"They said on the news they'd found a body" he said, a little louder than before.

Ignoring him once again, the Doctor picked up an envelope, reading it.

"Rose Tyler… I guess that would make you Craig Tyler" he assumed, glancing at the blonde man for confirmation.

Craig nodded and waved mockingly.

The Doctor frowned at the bandage on his hand.

"What did you do to your hand?" he asked curiously and Craig shrugged.

"Burnt it" he said evasively, still not sure himself what had caused it.

"I didn't notice that last night" the Doctor said suspiciously.

"I got the burn down in that cellar, and I only bandaged it up last night" Craig told him.

The Doctor nodded at him, before turning and looking in a mirror.

"Ah, could've been worse! Look at me' ears…" he shook his head, his ears flapping.

"Do you ever trip over them?" Craig quipped from the sofa.

The Doctor smiled slightly, then turned back to him.

"Don't get cheeky" he warned teasingly and Craig chuckled.

Some of the male tension between them seemed to dissipate.

Craig laughed when the Doctor shuffled a pack of card, sending them flying everywhere.

"Nice one, now I've got to pick all those up" he laughed, shaking his head.

The Doctor looked at him sheepishly.

"Sorry mate" he said apologetically, before frowning.

He looked over at the sofa Craig was sitting on, frowning darkly.

"What's that then? You got a cat?" he asked, kneeling on the seat next to Craig and looking behind the sofa.

Craig stood up to give him some room.

"No, we did have, but it died. I'm not too sorry, that mangy furball never liked me much" Craig shrugged dismissively.

He jumped as the Doctor suddenly stood up, and laughed as he watched him play with the plastic arm from the night before.

"Ha! I knew Mickey would leave it for me! I'll tell you, I'd do more X-rated things with that then choke myself with it" Craig chuckled as the Doctor flailed about.

He didn't realise that the Doctor wasn't play acting.

Rose entered the room, carrying a tray with three steaming mugs of tea on it.

"I told Mickey to chuck that out..." Rose shook her head as she entered set the tray down on the table.

"Honestly, give a man a plastic hand... and please Craig, no more sex jokes… Anyway, I don't even know your name, Doctor... what was it?" Rose asked.

The Doctor finally managed to push the arm away.

It floated in the air for a moment, before latching onto Rose's face.

She screamed and Craig's eyes widened in shock and horror.

"Oh my god!" he cried in shock, "You weren't kidding!"

"No I wasn't!" the Doctor snapped.

He leapt towards Rose and began pulling against the arm.

Craig joined him, the three of them wrestling with the arm, trying to make it let go.

In the background, a hair dryer turned on, signalling that Jackie was completely oblivious to what was happening in her own living room.

Rose was squirming so much, she knocked into the two men, and all three of them fell backwards.

They landed on the coffee table and demolished it, sending magazines and the mugs of tea flying.

"Get her on the sofa!" the Doctor yelled, pulling out that tube thing of his.

The two men heaved Rose onto the sofa, where she thrashed about, struggling as the arm crushing the air from her.

"Do something, please!" Craig yelled desperately, "Help her!"

The Doctor pushed the tube against the back of the hand, and its fingers released Rose, who backed away from the arm quickly.

The Doctor jabbed the tube into the palm of the hand, and the arm stilled completely, dead.

The three of them sighed in relief.

"It's alright, I've stopped it. There you go, you see?" the Doctor said, tossing the arm to Rose "Armless".

"Do you think?" Rose scowled, annoyed by the joke.

She promptly whacked the Doctor on the shoulder with the arm.

Craig laughed as the Doctor grumbled and rubbed his arm.

Rose turned on her brother, glaring.

"Oh, you think that's funny?" she snapped, before whacking him with it too.

"Ow!" Craig whined pitifully.

The Doctor snatched the arm from Rose, afraid of her using it to hit them with again.

He then jumped to his feet, grinning at the pair.

"Anyway, this is all I came for, so I'll be off then" he announced happily.

He took of down the hall, leaving the two siblings gawking in astonishment after him.

The Doctor only got about a two seconds head-start, before the Tylers were hot on his tail.

They chased him down the stairwell leading out of the block.

"Hold on a minute, you can't just go swanning off" Rose called down to him.

"Yes I can. Here I am, this is me, swanning off. See ya!" the Doctor smirked up at them.

"That arm was moving, it tried to kill you! It tried to kill Rose" Craig added, speeding up.

"Ten out of ten for observation" the Doctor teased.

"This isn't funny!" Craig shot back, "This is serious!"

"You can't just walk away, that's not fair!" Rose added, looking determined, "You've got to tell us what's going on".

"No I don't" the Doctor said easily.

They all reached the bottom of the stairs.

They exited through the door, setting off across the ball green.

"Alright then. If he won't talk Craig, we should go to the police. We should tell everyone. He said if we did that, it'd get people killed" she said to her brother conspiringly, before turning back to the Doctor, "So, its your choice. Tell us, or we'll start talking".

The Doctor smiled at her.

She truly was adorable.

"Is that supposed to sound tough?" he winked and Rose faltered, rumbled.

"Sort of" she admitted sheepishly.

"Doesn't work" the Doctor teased.

Craig bit back a smile at how put out his sister looked upon hearing that.

"Who are you?" he asked the man instead.

"I told you! The Doctor" was his reply.

"Yeah. But Doctor what?" Rose wanted that to be clarified.

"Just the Doctor" he insisted.

"The Doctor" Rose scoffed.

"Hello!" he waved the plastic arm at them both in turn.

"What; as in – First Name; The – Surname; Doctor?" Craig asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, although most people just skip the 'The' and just go with 'Doctor" the Doctor winked.

There was a moment's silence... before...

"Is that supposed to sound impressive?" Rose asked slyly and the Doctor smirked.

"Sort of" he admitted with a smile.

"Doesn't work" Rose teased and Craig smiled.

Those two were actually kind of cute together.

"So come on. You can tell us. We're very trustworthy... are you the police?" Craig asked the Doctor, who shook his head.

"No. I was just passing through. I'm a long way from home" he announced.

Craig and Rose looked at each other, bewildered.

"But what have I done wrong? How comes those plastic things keep coming after me? I mean, no offence Craig, but they showed up at MY work and then tried to strangle ME? Why?" Rose asked.

The Doctor scoffed in amusement.

"Oh! Suddenly the entire world revolves around you! You, the pair of you, were just an accident, you both got in the way, that's all" the Doctor told them.

"It tried to kill me!" Rose protested.

"It was after me, not you! Last night, in the shop, I was there, you two blundered it. Almost ruined the whole thing. This morning, I was tracking it down, it was tracking me down... the only reason it fixed on you two is that you've both met me" he stated firmly.

"So, what you're saying is, the entire world revolves around you?" Rose arched an eyebrow.

"Sort of, yeah" the Doctor smugly smirked.

"With ears like that I'm not surprised. Tell me, did they come with their own star systems or did the gravity pull them in?" Craig teased and the three of them laughed.

"Cheeky" the Doctor chuckled, swatting at Craig's shoulder.

The three of them shook their heads in amusement, and continued walking.

"But… all this plastic stuff - who else knows about it?" Rose asked, getting back on track.

"No one" was the Doctor's simply reply.

"What, you're on your own?" Rose wondered.

The Doctor's face darkened.

She had no idea just how alone he was.

Even in his own head, he was completely alone.

He had been from the moment that final terrible scream had ended…

"Well, who else is there? I mean, you lot, all you do is eat chips, go to bed, and watch telly! When all the time, underneath you, there's a war going on!" he had to force the cheer into his voice.

Rose frowned at him.

She sensed there was more there than he was saying.

She snatched the arm off him, storing her suspicion away in her mind for later inspection.

"Okay, start from the beginning" she said instead.

But she was curious.

Why was this man all on his own?

"Well, if we go with this living plastic stuff, and I still think that's a load of bollocks, but if we do... how did you kill it?" Craig eventually asked.

He too had sensed there was something about being alone the Doctor wasn't saying.

He wisely left it alone however.

It was none of his business, and he highly doubted the Doctor would give him a straight answer anyway.

"The thing controlling it projects life into the arm. I cut off the signal, dead" the Doctor explained.

"So that's radio control?" Rose asked, confused.

"Thought control" the Doctor corrected, before noticing their nonplussed expressions "Are you two alright?"

"Yeah" Rose immediately nodded.

"Craig?" he asked, concerned.

Craig nodded, albeit slower than his sister.

"I guess, its just really weird… err, so anyway, who's controlling it? The government?" he asked and the Doctor scoffed.

"You humans and your quaint little conspiracy theories. Trust me, the truth is far more unbelievable. But it's a very long story" he said evasively.

Both of the Tylers missed the way he had said 'you humans' - as if he wasn't one himself.

"But what's it all for? I mean, shop window dummies... what's that about?" Rose suddenly gasped playfully, grabbing the Doctor's arm.

"Is someone trying to take over Britain's shops?" she whispered feint-seriously.

The three of them burst out into hysterical laughter.

"No" the Doctor chortled.

"I know" Rose chuckled.

"It's not a price war" he joked and they all laughed again.

"That'd be barmy" Craig giggled, before they suddenly got all serious again.

"They want to overthrow the human race and destroy you. Do either of you actually believe me?" he asked curiously, putting them through one of his little tests.

"No" Rose smirked.

The Doctor looked over at Craig, and the blonde shook his head.

"I think you're as mad as a spoon mate" he laughed and the Doctor shrugged, smiling.

"But you're still listening" he pointed out.

Rose and Craig both stopped, realising he was right.

They WERE still listening, when they should be writing him off as completely insane.

The Doctor continued walking away.

"Really though, Doctor. Tell us - who are you?' Rose called after him.

The Doctor came back over to the pair of them, looking intensely at them both.

"Do you know like we were saying? About the Earth revolving? It's like when you were a kid. The first time they tell you the world's turning and you just can't quite believe it because everything looks like it's standing still. I can feel it" he said, taking one of Rose's hands. He then took one of Craig's, gripping them both tightly.

He looked between the two of them as he continued speaking.

"The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinning at a thousand miles an hour, and the entire planet is hurtling around the sun at sixty-seven thousand miles an hour, and I can feel it" the Doctor said, his tone so dark, it sent a shiver down Craig's spine, "We're falling through space, you and me and Craig. Clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go...".

He let go of their hands.

"That's who I am. Now, forget me, Rose Tyler. You - Craig Tyler, take her home, and blank me out" he said, taking the plastic arm from Rose.

He waved it in their faces, before he turned and walked away.

Craig nudged Rose, and she nodded.

They set off in the opposite direction.

Suddenly they heard a strange echoing sound.

It was like the wind and the sun and the stars themselves. It was the sound of time and space and all reality. It was the song of hope and the sound of beginnings and endings.

They immediately ran back to where they had last seen the Doctor.

He was nowhere in sight.

Neither was anything else unusual.

Nothing to make such a wonderous sound.

"What was that?" Rose asked, mystified.

Craig shrugged at her.

He had no idea.

The noise was beautiful though, but as it faded, they set off walking again, determined.

They had a mystery to solve.

It didn't take Rose or Craig long to realise that their chances of finding out some more solid information about the Doctor and his conspiracy theories would be doubled if they split up.

And with that realisation came a plan.

Rose was headed around too Mickey's flat, and Craig was headed to his friend Lee's apartment, both with the intention of using their friend's/boyfriend's computers to aid them in their search for the truth.

Craig knew that as he approached his best mate's flat that nobody would be in, but deciding to be polite, he dug out his mobile and rang Lee.

He was surprised when he immediately answered.

"Alright Gaylord?" came the cheerful voice of his mate.

Craig smiled to himself.

Some might find such a nickname offensive, but Craig knew it was only ever said with the upmost affection from his best friend.

"Yeah" Craig said, before commenting - "You answered quick".

"Yeah, well, I was already in the gents taking a piss" Lee said and Craig rolled his eyes.

"Didn't need to know that mate, but thanks anyway. Look, I need a favour. Do you mind if I let myself into your flat and use your computer?" Craig asked hopefully, and of course Lee had a teasing reply to his request.

"If it's to look at gay porn -" Lee began but Craig cut him off.

"No, it's not, thank you very much. I need to do something online. Please?" Craig asked.

"Sure, just don't mess my place up… and if you're naked on the bed when I get home, I'll -" he began teasingly and Craig scoffed in amusement.

"Lick your chops and pounce? Thank you Lee" he said, hanging up and putting his mobile back in his pocket.

He crouched down and lifted up one of the plant-pots, knowing that this was where Lee hid his spare-key.

Letting himself in, Craig headed straight to the pristine living room where Lee's computer sat on a large desk.

Craig rolled his eyes at the cleanliness of the entire flat.

He was sure that Lee had OCD or something.

He turned the computer on and slid into the seat, booting up the internet the moment the home screen was displayed.

He began typing in several searches, the first; 'Moving shop window dummies'.

"Nope… orders for blow up dolls, Christ no" he sniggered as he tried again.

'Doctor, Shop Window Dummies'.

This brought up a contact website for a site to get your face Botox-ed.

"No ta… let's try…" Craig he bit his tongue thoughtfully as he typed in- 'Living Plastic Aliens'.

This time, an interesting and potentially useful lead was brought up.

Craig's eyes flittered over the description.

'1980s invasion… fake hoax… shop-window-dummies'.

Frowning, Craig opened the link, only to scowl when the words 'Restricted Access' flashed across the screen.

In the bottom corner, Craig noticed the word 'U.N.I.T' in official looking letters.

He had no idea what the hell 'U.N.I.T' was, but he planned on finding out.

Craig smiled slightly.

He worked in an office for crying-out-loud, and he had taken advanced classes in computers.

Plus he was friends with Mickey Smith and Lee Matthews.

He could easily hack into restricted websites and leave no trace of his entry.

Smirking, he began typing on the keyboard, his fingers whirring over the keys as he hacked his way through 'U.N.I.T's' defences.

They crumpled like paper.

"Ha! Too easy!" he smirked as he gained entry in just under three minutes flat.

He opened the report on what he had been looking for originally, and began reading the screen.

His eyes widened to almost comical proportions.

'Field Report, written by Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart, witness and partaker in preventing the invasion' Craig read of the screen.

'3rd January 1980 – A cluster 50 of Meteorites fell to the earth, approximately ten miles outside of Epping. This event was witnessed by a poacher (who refused to identify himself and we were unable to trace) and a polyhedron compiled from plastic matter was discovered at the crash site (see page six for a specific breakdown of its composition).

Coinciding with the meteorite landing, we have confirmed reports of The Doctor (See employment records archive) returning to Earth (albeit with a completely new appearance and voice, a quirk of Time Lord abilities) and he was taken to Ashbridge Cottage Hospital, where his extra-terrestrial biology baffled medical staff'.

Here Craig stopped reading for a moment, going back and reviewing that sentence.

"A new appearance and voice… and what the hell is a Time Lord?! Extra-Terrestrial? Who the bloody hell is this guy?!" Craig asked aloud, bewildered.

Unable to get his head around it, Craig went back to reading the report, his curiosity rising to new levels.

'4th January 1980 – After making the connection between the reports from the hospital and The Doctor, UNIT agents were deployed to take custody of the Doctor, however the creatures from the meteorites (Later identified as 'Autons' by the Doctor, a species or sub-species from an unknown planet, possibly Polymos) had already tried to kidnap him, albeit their attempts failed.

We took custody of the Doctor and sent agents to retrieve the Tardis (See the 'Identified Space-Craft Archive), however this was disabled by the Time Lords (see the Known Alien Species Archive for more information on these life-forms)…'.

Craig stopped reading again, too bewildered to even attempt to go any further.

Autons?

Time-Lords?

Meteorites?

It would appear that he and Rose had just stepped into a bad science fiction movie.

He looked closely at one of the words in the report which didn't make sense.

"What's – T.A.R.D.I.S… Tardis?" Craig wondered aloud, unsure if he was pronouncing the word correctly.

Of course, nobody was there to answer him.

Frowning, Craig decided to copy the report into a word document and print it so he could go through it with Rose - speaking of which, he needed to let her know what he had found…

He dug out his mobile and dialled her number, waiting patiently as the documents slowly came out of the printer Lee owned.

"Hiya, you've got through to Rose, sorry but I can't answer your call right now, but you can leave a message and I'll get back to you" her voicemail message played down the line to him.

Scowling, Craig put his phone away, collecting the documents from the printer at the same time.

He quickly shut down Lee's computer and let himself out of the flat, locking the door and posting the key through the letter box so that Lee could hide it again later.

He rushed off, intent on tracking Rose down so he could show her his discovery.

This Doctor was becoming more of a mystery by the second.

Of course, that made Craig all the more determined to solve it.

Rose had been in equal fortune.

She'd gone to Mickey's flat and after a few searches on the web; she'd turned up a promising lead.

Delighted, she'd contacted the Page Master of a website dedicated to tracking down the very man she and her brother were searching for.

They'd exchanged several emails, and because the guy was a complete conspiracy freak, he'd requested that Rose come to his house to talk in person.

She had naturally accepted, her determination to riddle out the Doctor outweighing her sense of personal safety from online predators.

She had been contemplating ringing Craig and asking him to go with her, but if this turned out to be a waste of time they'd both be tied up with it, so she decided to do this alone.

She also turned off her mobile so she wouldn't be interrupted.

She asked Mickey for a lift, which turned out to be a mistake considering that he spent the whole journey there trying to convince her that this was a terrible idea.

They pulled up in Mickey's little yellow bug on a thoroughly normal looking street, arguing about Rose's decision not only to see this man, but to see him alone.

"You're not coming in! He's safe, he's got a wife and kids" Rose argued as Mickey parked his car.

"Yeah, but who told you that? He did. That's exactly what an Internet lunatic murderer would say!" Mickey countered.

Rose rolled her eyes and got out of the car.

Scowling, Mickey watched her as she crossed the street and approached a house.

She knocked on the door, and a young boy answered, staring her up and down.

"Uh, hello, I've come to see Clive? We've been emailing" she smiled.

The kid turned and called over his shoulder.

"Dad! It's one of your nutters!" he shouted, before he vanished into the house, and a rather large man with curly black hair took his place.

"Sorry. Hello. You must be Rose. I'm Clive. Obviously!" he said friendlily as he shook Rose's hand.

"I better tell you now - my boyfriend's waiting in the car, just in case you're going to kill me!" Rose joked, pointing at Mickey's car.

They both laughed.

"No, good point. No murders" Clive agreed cheerily, waving to Mickey, who nodded back, still very distrustful.

Suddenly a woman's voice drifted out from inside the house, which Rose assumed to be Clive's wife, Caroline.

"Who is it?" she asked from the top of the stairs.

Rose could hear her footsteps coming down them.

"Oh it's something to do with the Doctor! She's been reading the website. Please come through, I'm in the shed" Clive answered his wife.

He then ushered Rose into their lovely home.

Rose glanced over her shoulder as Caroline came down the stairs, a washing basket in her hands.

"She? She read a website about the Doctor? She's a she?" she asked in amazement, so Rose smiled and waved at her.

Caroline silently smiled back before shutting the door.

"Come on, this way. You'll wanna see this if you liked that photograph on the website" Clive said bracingly.

He steered Rose through the kitchen, out the back door, and into the garden.

They headed into a small shed.

Rose looked around curiously, noting all the sheets of papers pinned to the walls, all of them with scribbles and diagrams and things she didn't understand.

"A proper little workstation this is" she commented casually.

Clive smiled before getting down to business.

"I'm sorry about having to drag you all the way down here, it's just that a lot of this stuff's quite sensitive, I couldn't just send it to you. People might intercept it, if you know what I mean. If you dig deep enough - keep a lively mind - this Doctor keeps cropping up all over the place. Political diaries, conspiracy theories. Even ghost stories. No first name, no last name. Just 'The Doctor'. Always The Doctor. And the title seems to have been passed down from father to son, it appears to be an inheritance. That's your Doctor there, isn't it?" he asked, pointing to a photograph on a computer screen.

"Yeah" Rose said, immediately recognising his cropped hair and big ears.

"I tracked it down to the Washington public archive last year. The online photo's enhanced, but if we look at the original..." he said, passing Rose a wider-shot of the photograph.

Rose knew the image immediately.

It was very famous after all.

The photograph was the one from the moment before President John F Kennedy of the United States of America was assassinated in Dallas, Texas during a public appearance.

And sure enough, in the background, was the Doctor, a circle around him drawn on by Clive.

"November the 22nd, 1963. The assassination of President Kennedy" Clive told her and Rose nodded, remembering this from a history lesson in school.

"Must be his father..." Rose frowned thoughtfully.

"Going further back... April 1912" Clive handed her a photo album.

A group of people, a family unit, smiled up at her, with a man standing a short distance away.

It was him again, the Doctor.

But that wasn't possible.

"This is a photo of the Daniels family, Southampton. And friend. This was taken the day before they were due to sail off for the New World. On the Titanic. And for some unknown reason, they cancelled the trip and survived. And..." he handed her a sketch of a man with a volcano exploding in the distance behind him.

"1883. Another Doctor. And look - the same lineage. He's identical. This one washed up on the coast of Sumatra on the very day Krakatoa exploded" Clive continued.

"But how is that possible?! It can't be the same person, and no family looks that alike… who is he? Do you have any other pictures?" Rose asked, her head spinning.

Clive shook his head.

"No pictures, but I do know of some other stories concerning this man. I managed to track down a diary entry from a Miss Joan Redfern. She was a matron in a school. On November 11th 1913, Farringham School for Boys, and the local village, came under attack from 'Mysterious Invaders'. The staff and pupils fought back, and there were casualties. But three people went missing in action. A Mr John Smith, a Miss Marion Olivers, and a Miss Martha Jones. None of them were ever seen again" Clive informed her.

"So…?" Rose wasn't following.

Clive pointed at a part of the extract.

"So, Miss Redfern states in her diary that Mr John Smith was actually a man called 'The Doctor'- a visitor from 'another place'" he told her.

Rose nodded in understanding.

"Anything else?" she asked curiously.

Clive nodded once more, and picked up a sketch.

"Aye… this one goes back centuries… all the way to Pompeii. I couldn't take photographs in the museum so I had to sketch this one out" he said regrettably, handing Rose a messy drawing.

On it was a sort of rectangle, a monumental plate, and embossed on the plate were the outlines of three people, and a box in the background.

She froze for a moment, looking at one of the figures in the drawing.

It couldn't be… that looked just like… nah, it had to a coincidence.

She turned her attention onto the box in the background, behind the man and the two women.

"That box… what's that?" she asked, and Clive elaborated.

"That box is commonly sighted with the Doctor… these events, he's at all of them you know. The Doctor is a legend woven throughout history. When disaster comes, he's there. He has a storm in his wake. And he has one constant companion" he told her, his voice dark.

Rose put down the drawing, giving him her full attention.

"Who's that?" she found her voice was none just a mere whisper.

Clive looked her straight in the eye, all jokes aside now, completely serious.

The change was almost alarming.

"Death" was the reply he gave her.

Rose nervously suppressed a shiver at his dark tone.

"If the Doctor's back... if you've seen him, Rose... then one thing's for certain - we're all in danger" Clive warned her.

Rose was scared now.

She knew that this Doctor person was dangerous after all.

He blown up a building without a second thought.

It wasn't hard to believe that danger, and even more alarmingly, death, would follow in his wake.

"Because death always follows him…" she whispered in fright, "Who is he? Who do you think he is?"

"I think he's the same man. I think he's immortal. I think he's an alien from another world" Clive told her.

Rose was left speechless.

Okay, maybe she wasn't quite so open for any suggestion after all.

Craig frowned as he tried Rose's mobile, and again, failed to get through to her.

Instead, he rang Mickey's mobile, and smiled when his friend picked up.

"H-H-He-Hell-Hello" 'Mickey' greeted.

Craig frowned at his phone.

Must be static in the air…

"Hey Mickey, is Rose with you? I'm at your flat but there's no one here, where are you two?" Craig asked.

"She talking to a man named Clive, I'm waiting outside for her" 'Mickey' told him.

"Oh, I see… well in that case, please tell her to ring me when she gets back" Craig requested.

"Sure thing buddy, pal, mate, buddy, mate" 'Mickey' said, his voice distorting over the line.

"Are you alright?" Craig frowned in concern.

"Fine buddy, pal, mate, buddy, mate" 'Mickey's' voice wobbled again.

"Okay..." Craig said slowly, still frowning in bewilderment.

He hung up his phone and headed back towards his own flat.

He'd wait for Rose to ring him and they could pick things up from there.

Rose had made her excuses pretty sharpish after Clive had freaked her out.

Saying her goodbyes, whilst muttering something that sounded like 'Lunatic' under her breath, Rose left the Finch household and headed back over to Mickey's car.

She began talking before she even got in.

"Alright! He's a nutter! Off his head! COMPLETE online conspiracy freak. You win!" she said as she got in the passenger seat, closing the door.

She looked over at Mickey, not noticing the very fixed grin on his face, or the pale and shiny quality to his skin.

This was clearly not Mickey Smith.

Rose, however, didn't seem to pick up on this fact.

"What're we going to do tonight?" she wondered aloud, "I fancy a pizza".

"Pizzaaa! P-p-p-pizza!" 'Mickey' repeated, stuttering.

"...or a Chinese..." Rose frowned thoughtfully.

"Pizza!" 'Mickey' grinned as he started the ignition.

Rose stared at him as they drove off down the road in a very wobbly line.

"What are you doing?!" Rose yelped when they nearly hit a parked car, "Stop mucking about Mickey!"

'Mickey' pulled them straight and they continued.

Sighing, Rose pulled out her phone.

"Target 3… I mean, your brother wants you to call him" 'Mickey' told her, voice emotionless.

Rose nodded, missing the words 'Target 3' all together.

"Ta" Rose said, already dialling her brother's number.

They continued driving into town.

And Rose remained blissfully unaware of the danger she had just placed herself in.

And there's the cut off point : )

Again, the only thing I really have to say today is thank you so much to everyone that is still sticking with this story. I know how annoying it can be, what with me starting over several times over now, so thank you for having patience with me.

I really do want to finish this. It was my first ever story and so it's really close to my heart : )

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