The blue box known as the TARDIS sat parked in an alley of modern-day London. The Doctor poked his head out and grinned. "Yep, 2009 Earth, London. Everything as it should be."

The Doctor walked out with Martha and Rose following him as Rose shut the door behind her. Martha was mildly amused and decided to tease him. "Are you disappointed then?"

"Never, Martha. Every day's an adventure for me. Never been here before after all, well at least not with these eyes. What about you, Rose?"

"What?" Rose had been preoccupied as she had been drinking in the scene around her. She was truly back to her original universe with the Doctor. During the trip in the TARDIS it just hadn't hit home yet. These changes, although good, in her eyes were going to take some getting used to. Her mum was in another universe and she was never going to see her again. That hurt, but this had been her choice and she would learn how to put the hurt behind her just like him. Maybe she should ask the Doctor how he had learned to cope but now was definitely not a good time. After all, she was having a hard time just thinking about what she would even say to him about it. "Oh, nah, not bored, but this just feels kinda different."

The Doctor became rather concerned about that last bit but decided to show indifference. "What do you mean, you feel different?"

"Just feels different, yeah?"

Martha decided to add, "Doesn't feel different for me."

The Doctor decided to clarify what his explanation of it. "Well normally it wouldn't. Ya see, Rose has been in that parallel world for at least twice as long a time as has passed here. I'm guessing that each universe has a different type of molecular structure where if you spend a lot of time in a universe different from your own than your own body will naturally adjust to that universe."

Rose supplied, "Feels kind of tingly."

"Yeah, that would be the best way to describe it. You know, Rose, you need time to adjust it sounds like. We should walk around a little bit. You don't mind, right, Martha?"

"Course not, Doctor." Martha was actually being truthful with him there. While the Doctor had thought she may be bored with her own time period, she had actually spent so little time in it lately that it barely even felt like her own. Time travel is a very funny thing and the more time Martha seems to spend in the TARDIS with the Doctor, the more she began to understand that stuff. Come to think of it, she felt a little 'tingly' herself. This was more of a haven't seen an old best friend for awhile type of feeling though.

The three left the TARDIS in the alley and began to walk along the city streets of London with people walking around them and cars passing by. It was an ordinary beautiful sunny day for all extensive purposes. If you asked the Doctor, it felt a little too ordinary.

As they walked, they passed several shops, not really paying any attention to them. The Doctor had started going on about a story about a crimson-colored toothpaste that had famously helped an old king overcome diabetes after having seen an advertisement on one of the windows for Colgate.

"…So you see, even though the toothpaste went on to become famous it never really cured… him.. at… all." The Doctor had gotten distracted for that last bit as did Rose and Martha as the televisions inside a shop on display were showing a breaking news bulletin. "That's weird, don't remember anything happening for months from now." All three stopped to look at the TVs and were joined by several curious passers-by.

The anchorwoman reporting the news announced as a picture of a man in his thirties was displayed. "Today in London a new invention will be unveiled. A former traffic planner by the name of Orville Toms has miraculously invented a new prototype of the automobile."

Martha mouthed, "So?"

"Toms has found out how to make cars fly." Everyone's eyebrows shot up like they had been blasted into the air. "Several important guests are scheduled to attend the…"

While some continued to watch the broadcast the three time travelers decided to discuss what this meant. Martha regarded the Doctor. "Flying cars, she says? I mean I remember those on New Earth, but today? Is this right Doctor?"

Rose rolled her eyes and sighed. "New Earth? Oh, you're a regular Einstein."

The Doctor paused before deciding that he did not have an adequate enough response for Rose. "You're right, Martha, humans don't discover how to make cars lift off the ground for another 100 years. Something is wrong. Oh, something is definitely wrong."

Rose's displeasure at the Doctor had blossomed up. "Sounds like we found ourselves another adventure!"