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Far in the depths of space a crystal column burst into existence, the heart beat of the TARDIS. Blue, green light shone bight for a moment before dark blue panels also bloomed into life. The rasping sound of ancient Gallifrein engine's came to a slow stop. Hanging in space twirling as a penny spun on a table top. Inside a tall thin well dressed gentleman stood over a computer Screen. He wore a blue shirt with a tight fitting blue suit jacket and trousers. A silver tie hung lazily from his neck barely folded under his collar. Only strange thing about his appearance was the pair of tennis shoes he wore. This Doctor was so different than any other man. His eyes shining with excitement as only the Doctor's could. His thick brown hair styled freely so that stray strands fell haphazardly across his forehead. His hair was the kind that you would love to run your hands through all day long and never get tired of doing so.

His thin chiselled features highlighted by the soft green glow of the console. His full lips parted as a low oh escaped them, oval eyes and thick eyebrows arched, something had caught his attention. Gallifrein text moved quickly across every screen a text that only the Doctor understood. Understand he did, but to Isabelle it was just a series of circles. She looked to the handsome face for some sort of clue to what had made the TARDIS crash into existence when according to the Doctor they were heading to Glish on dyne in the francium nebular.

Now the Doctor knelt and started to fish around under the console. Even in such a prone position he exuded an electric energy. It radiated out from him and if you weren't careful would pull you in. From Isabelle's stand point that was no bad thing? He had saved her life and the lives of all on earth. He hadn't even asked or even stuck around for a thank you. In her eyes that made him the most wonderful man in the universe, that and his parental instinct towards the human race.

Isabelle thought back to her first adventure with him he had come back for her after they were separated. Drowmats had tried to kill her as a sacrifice to their great god nune. They would every century take a human and slaughter it on a holy stone. Humans were deemed as cattle and where oft called hucows. Isabelle had met the Doctor only moments before she was snatched, just passing in the street she had smiled at him and he being him grinned back fully. This had only served to make her smile more broadly. Then she had felt it a hook at the base of her spine and she knew nothing till she awoke on that stone. The Doctor loosening her bonds, at first she had tried to lash out at him but after a few kind words realised he was trying to help her.

He had told her to hide and she had when the creatures had arrived, big troll looking things with four arms instead of two, threatening to destroy everything if she wasn't returned. She had been chosen by blood according to the leader who looked like a deformed spud. Her blood was rare even in the human realm; her blood type was R.O positive. A finger on the button moment ensued. She took a leap and pushed one of the brutes over, the control pad he held went flying and the Doctor caught it. He transported her home before sorting the aliens out. She never did find out what happened exactly what The Doctor had done.

The next day as she walked down the same street there he was leaning against a lamppost. She recalled the huge grin on his face as they met. He said he had something to show her a little treat for saving the planet, and that's where the whole rollercoaster began. Then the ship she had found herself in was amazing but she was getting used to it. They had, had many adventures since all quite dangerous but she would never forget that first meeting. Leaning against one of the ships coral like columns she gazed at him thinking, well spacing.

The Doctor glanced at Isabelle, did a double take and then stared; she was staring right at him. Isabelle was sweet and kind, She was a little impetuous, always wondering off. The one trait in humans he was always surprised by their tendency to wander, insatiable curiosity he had deemed it. She had proven to be quite brave and loyal, though she would run at the first sign of a spider.

He ticked off the list but just like the rest of her species she was a little thick.

"Oi have I got something on my face? What are you staring at?" he questioned raising his eyebrows and looking out from under his lashes. "What, what? Sorry spacing" she explained. Her cheeks flushing just a little under her bright green eyes, as the Doctors intense chocolate brown ones bore into her with a knowing look. He jumped up with his usual burst of energy.

"What about?" he teased approaching her with the air of a wolf "Well? What were you thinking about? Was it about a quite stunning, handsome and charming time lord?" silently he laughed he knew Belle was attracted to him though she never said anything and prob'ly never would. Just the way it should be. Isabelle walloped his arm, Hard.

"Ow"

"Don't you just wish?" She scorned smiling. The Doctor's face fell. Never before had someone beat him up like that, like siblings play fighting. A hollow feeling filled his hearts; he had no family left or a home to speak of. They had all gone now. He absently rubbed his arm.

"Doctor? You alright?" Isabelle wondered "a shadow passed over you face." He coughed to clear his throat. She was already rubbing his arm in comfort she was good like that the small gestures.

"Yes, its nothing. Now let's see where she has taken us to. We're in the middle of space for some reason. The Trix system if I'm not mistaken. Why has she brought us here there won't be any life here for another millennia" He turned to the TARDIS control panel. Pressing buttons as he went. All the screens went into a frenzy of activity before her eyes.

"It's like she's waiting for something? Or she's waiting for me to do something? Either way I haven't a clue what." He squinted at the controls, taking from the inside pocket of his pinstriped jacket, a pair of thick black rimed glasses. He placed them on the edge of his nose, making him look like Isabelle's Aunt Nora but thinner. All that was missing was for him to purse his lips and go

"You'll never get a good man if you dress like that."

There was a loud bang and the TARDIS was off again. Throwing them both around like rag dolls. Isabelle slammed into the side of the old control chair, its arms digging into the side of her chest. The Doctor wincing at the impact and he started clawing at the console to try keep his own balance. Then it ended. The lights of the console still flashing and fading into nothingness making Isabelle's eyes hurt.

"You alright?" the Doctor called concern etched into his noble face. Isabelle nodded winded by the sudden impact.

"Yeah I'm fine… that was a little unexpected?" looking at the central column.

"She's upset like she's sensed some interference. Where are we, ah Earth! Well that's good enough for me." he cheered over his shoulder as he opened the TARDIS doors.

Not looking where he was stepping he went to take a step.

"Doctor! Don't!" the Doctor looked down to see a sheer drop into the ocean. They had landed on a cliff face. A small lip the only bit of land in front of them.

"Well we can't have that! I almost had an early bath then!" he joked returning to his position at the controls. After a few button pushed and tweaked and they materialised back where they were the right way round this time.

"She's done that before, I'll tell you. Well come on then you humans wait around all day if someone let you." He dashed out of the doors. Isabelle sighed here we go again right into trouble, most likely. One thing she had learned. Everywhere the Doctor went trouble wasn't far behind. She smiled to herself then followed. Here we go again.