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Rose jumped backwards, alarmed. "Who are you?"

The man in front of her turned pale as a sheet and his eyes widened. "Um…" He blinked a couple times as if adjusting to the light, punching numbers frantically on his vortex manipulator.

"What've you done with the Doctor?"

"I, uh…" He slapped down the button. Why wasn't it working? What'd he done to the vortex?!

"Bring him back, now! You have no idea who you're dealing with, do you hear me?"

"Rose, just -"

"How do you know my name?" Rose backed away from the strange man, crossing her arms. "What have you done with the Doctor?"

- Space Florida -

ZAP!

The tenth Doctor fell to the ground with an, "oof".

Huh? Where was Rose? What?

He stood up and took in his surroundings.

Bottom of the Keyboard. Ooh! How he loved that bar, they had some great fish and ch-

-wait, concentrate! Gotta get back and find Rose.

He punched in a few buttons on the vortex manipulator and slapped his hand on the button.

Nothing happened.

"What?" The Doctor muttered to himself, raising an eyebrow. He tried it again.

Beep, beep, beep. Slap.

Nothing.

"What?! What're you doing that for, eh?!" Alarmed, the Timelord spun around to look for any temporal blocks in the vicinity. A bar, some trees, a street, the T.A.R.- The T.A.R.D.I.S?! But… the T.A.R.D.I.S should've been where he'd parked it on Space Florida… right? Unless… had it traveled with him?

What in Rassilon's name was going on?

He ran up to it and snapped his fingers, waiting for the doors to fling open.

Again, no reaction from anything at all. And of course, Rose had the key. Brilliant.

He couldn't even feel the T.A.R.D.I.S, hear its thoughts - he usually always felt her presence, heard her thoughts, her emotions.

Nothing. Nothing at all.

It was almost as if it didn't recognize him. Which could only mean one thing: this was a different regeneration's T.A.R.D.I.S.

But which one? The Doctor leaned against his box and waited for something familiar to appear - a black leather jacket; a long scarf; anything.

- Bottom of the Keyboard -

"Did I ever tell you about the time that the Doctor accidentally married the Loch Ness monster?" Amy rambled on to Rory. "It was during the time that you... Sort of... Didn't exist. So, I guess that means that never happened. Or it did? Honestly, I'm still completely mixed up with all this time nonsense."

Rory nodded slightly, preoccupied. "Don't you think the Doctor's been gone for a bit too long?"

"Hmm?"

"He left to get his special bendy straw, like, ten minutes ago. The T.A.R.D.I.S is parked right outside, how long could that possibly take?"

Amy frowned. "You don't think he'd leave without us, do you?"

Silence.

"He wouldn't dare, would he, Rory?"

"Leave us here? No. But he might... Get distracted and wander off, I guess."

"Oh, that is so typically Doctor. Let's go."

They signed the check and hopped off their seats. Then, arms linked, they walked out the door and onto the street.

There was a man leaning against the T.A.R.D.I.S. with spiky, brown messy hair and a long brown coat. He was softly stroking it and it appeared as though he were speaking to it.

"You know," Amy leaned into Rory and whispered in his ear. "If I didn't know better, I'd say that guy's acting just like the Doctor."

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