This is the Doctors Point of view, sorry getting to the actual story is taking so long. I promise that next chapter will be the actual story. Well, I hope you like this, I tried really hard to get the word count up there.
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Welp, I'll shut up now so you can read. Bye 3
The Doctor had landed just minutes before in a courtyard. His T.A.R.D.I.S had detected a strange signal from Earth and took him straight to where is was coming from. As it landed he fell to the ground, "Woah there, sexy." He patted the counsel lovingly.
He walked to the doors and opened them up, he breathed in the fresh earth air, he smiled. "It's good to be home." His smile grew, he had never called Earth his home before, but he thought he would continue to call it that. The word sounded amazing rolling off his tongue, he's protected this world countless times, more then he ever did for his own planet. He looked up at the blue sky, yeah, this world was his home.
He shook his head, "Oh, that's right, I was about to go do something." He jumped out of his blue police box and turned to yell for Amy then realization hit him like a bag of bricks. He stood there staring at the door for a couple of seconds, wishing she and Rory would walk out of his T.A.R.D.I.S hand in hand and everything would be back to normal.
He looked down and shook his head, trying to get the sad memory out of his head. He knew if he kept thinking about them right now, he would start crying. The Doctor didn't like to cry but his companions were his weakness, because he felt a love for them that he never feels for anything else. He knew Amy would be mad at him for traveling alone for so long. He just couldn't find a good companion, people like his past companions, fighters. People who never give up on life.
The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver, he had work to do, the T.A.R.D.I.S didn't bring him here for nothing. He was obviously needed here or she would have never brought him. He pushed the button on his screwdriver and turned slowly, waiting for the beeping to get louder. Once it was louder he followed in a straight line, it getting louder and louder. The beeping quickened until it was just one noise, as he got closer to the source of the signal.
He came up on a normal looking home, to anyone else but him it just seemed like an ordinary house. Not to him, his senses were more heighten then the humans, he could feel it. He felt uneasy by it and he felt the energy rolling off the house, in 6 foot waves, every instinct in his body told him to run away from it, hop in his T.A.R.D.I.S and go as far away from it as possible. To say the least, it was creepy. He shuttered and felt a little paranoid, but then he smiled, his instincts telling him no is exactly why he walked up to the door.
He rang the door bell and he heard someone yell from the inside, "Coming!" He stood there waiting for a bit then the door opened to a girl dressed up and looking like to was about to go out. She stared at him with wide-eyes for a couple of second then she shook her head and her long brown hair fell in her face, slightly. The Doctor was just as surprised as she was, because he actually found her quite beautiful, she was wearing a knee high black dress that fit her figure perfectly. Her shiny brown hair was put half way up and curled at the bottom. The Doctor could say she was completely breathtaking.
He noticed he was staring at her and he decided to speak up, "Hello, I'm John Smith." He held out his hand to the young women, "But most people call me The Doctor."
She took his hand, half of his brain noticed that she had really soft hands but he ignored that half most the time anyway. He almost completely froze up when she actually started talking, she had a voice like silk, her words sounded like they slid off her tongue perfectly. "I'm Sarah, I'm going to guess that you're the baby-sitter?" She stared at him in disbelief.
The Doctor had to think fast, he didn't know how to take care of a child, he nodded. "Yep, that's me. Mr. Baby-sitter. Which I never really understood that saying, baby-sitter, why would you want to sit on babies? I always thought they were nice," he shrugged, it was true, he had no clue why they came up with that word.
She laughed, obviously taking it as a joke that he didn't intend to make. "Alright, Mr. Sm- I mean Doctor. Are you a doctor? Or is The Doctor just a nickname for you?" She stepped aside, "You can come in."
The Doctor stepped into the house and a huge blast of energy hit him, hard. He shivered, there was something going on in this house, there was no way that, that much energy could be coming from it and nothing be going on. He noticed she asked him a question and smiled softly, "Sometimes I am, when I need to be."
She nodded then she yelled, "Toby! The new baby-sitter is here!" The Doctor wondered if it was her child, he looked at her, she looked way to young to be a mother. He looked at the boy that came down the stairs, she was to young. He was way to old for her to be the mother, he wanted to sigh in relief. He didn't know why he was so relieved by the fact that she wasn't a mother, he thought it over for a couple of seconds, maybe because she wouldn't be able to say yes to travel with him. If he asked, which was very unlikely.
She was saying something to Toby and he smiled, she would be a great mother though, she looked like she was very protective and loving to him. She walked to him and handed him a slip of paper, "Alright, I'll be back in two hours. Here's my number if you need me for anything," he looked down at the digits on the paper as she walked out the door. He was sure they weren't going to need her, and he was totally wrong.
