This chapter took so long to write ugh I suck at writing *sobs* anywho... Here is chapter 3. I am already working on Chapter 4, so that will only take a few weeks. maybe one... Welllllllll

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The Doctor woke up in a cold sweat. Where am I? He thought. He looked around. Dark, Cold. He felt... No pain? Why didn't he feel any pain? He looked at himself. There were no bruises, cut, or stab wounds. He slowly got up off of the ground, and made his way out of the dark alley. He stumbled around, and found his Tardis outside a café. He snapped his fingers, and the doors opened, to reveal the bright, shining lights of the Tardis. He smiled a bit, and took a step inside. The Doctor stroked the metal branches coming down from the wall.

"Oh, I've missed you." He laughed, and sat on the stairs, leading to the console room. He jumped up, and walked over to the controls.

The Torchwood team looked over Captain Jack's shoulder to see the screen of which he was looking at.

"A blue box!" Jack screeched, euphorically.

Gwen glared at him, not knowing why he was so happy,"There is a mysterious blue box entering Earth's atmosphere, and you're excited?" She scolded. "Well if you're not going to blow it up, then I guess I'll have to." (Honestly, she was over reacting, and she sure was quick to jump to conclusions.) She reached over the lot to push the big red button that was located on the right side of Owen. The button targeted and shot whatever was moving towards Earth on the screen.

Owen grabbed her wrist, "Don't you fucking dare." Gwen gasped, and clutched her hand to her chest.

"Oy! What's the big deal, here? I see a police box in space, I'm gonna shoot it. Prob'ly an alien of some sort or another, right?" She retorted.

Tosh explained that the big blue box was , in fact, not a stranger to them. But Gwen rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Any alien is an enemy of mine." She leant over Owen, Tosh, and Jack, and pushed the red button that would send the inhabitant of the box to their demise.

The missile was launched towards the T.A.R.D.I.S. and the space ship caught fire, before even entering the Earth's atmosphere.

The Doctor smiled. 'Jack will be so happy that I'm visiting him! Not just that, but he will also be shocked. It's been a few years. I wonder how he's holding up.' He thought to himself... Well obviously thinking to himself, there isn't anyone else there.

Suddenly, he can hear a whooshing sound, and the room starts to shake a little. The shaking gets heavier, and something hits the T.A.R.D.I.S. hard, inflaming the exterior and breaking the windows on the door. The impact makes The Doctor fall down, and hit his head on the stairs. He tried to stand up, by grabbing onto the railings, but his over-coat was stuck on the bottom of the rail, and he fell again.

The Doctor woke up and saw that he had crashed on Earth (Most likely, considering that he had been hurling towards the surface of that certain planet.)

He took off the brown pin-striped coat, and got up. "Hell.." He gasped looking at the condition of his old friend, "What has happened, are you okay?" He ran his fingers across the Console of the Tardis. As his pale, bony fingers ran along the cold metal, he felt empty.

Who would do something like this?

Why must you humans always be so... violent?

He forced a smile on his face, "Well I'm going to go look around." He untangled his over-coat picked it up off of the floor, and walked down the few stairs to the door of the Tardis. He slowly stepped out of his big blue box. The Doctor frowned when he saw the exterior of the Tardis. It was broken, and burnt. He laid his forehead against the warm surface, and whispered, "I'm so sorry."

He removed his sweaty forehead from the scorching Tardis, and backed away. He put one hand on it as if to say, "Goodbye."

The Doctor removed his hand, and swiftly turned around, making his over-coat lift a significant amount off of his back. He found that he wasn't located near civilization (Not so much, anyway.) But, it seemed as though he was in a forest with many trees, and on top of that, it was dark. So he walked straight ahead, and hoped to find a sign of human life.

The ground was muddy, and slippery, so that meant it had been raining recently. He carefully evaded any obstacle (Fallen branches, Tree trunks, ... animals... , etc.) But he had ended up tripping a few times, and by the time he had reached the end of the forest, his clothes were soaked and dirty. It had been at least 2 hours that he walked through the damp forest, but he finally came upon a lonely street. The name, he did not know. He couldn't contact anyone, so he sat on the side of the cold dark road, and waited for someone to come.

Soon, though, the old Time Lord became restless, and closed his eyes, 'Just going to close my eyes for a little while. I'm sure that couldn't hurt. I'm not even going to sleep. I'll wait until morning comes.' That's what he thought. But the brown eyed man fell asleep, with his over-coat hugged around his shoulders, to spare what warmth he could find.

He heard a car speeding towards him, and he awoke suddenly. He got up, and took a few steps forward, so that the car could see him, and slow down. The car was shiny and black, and it made a lot of noise. The car slowed down and the man in the passenger seat rolled down the window, "Hey, you lost?" He called in a low voice. The man had long brown hair, and, as far as he could tell, was very tall.

The Doctor nodded. The man in the car told him to hop in the back seat, so he did. "Thank you." The Doctor said, and the long-haired man nodded.

"So, what's your name?" The driver asked from the seat to the left.

"I'm The Doctor, and you are?" He responded.

"I'm Dean, the incredibly attractive brother, and this is Sam, the... Other brother." 'Dean' smiled, turning his head back to face the Time Lord.

"Wait, so you're the 'doctor', but doctor what?" Sam asked him, in a very confused tone of voice.

"No, it's just The Doctor, that's the name. Well, not really a name, more like a... nickname? Yes! It's a nickname. A title, even." The Doctor explained, and somewhat rambled his nonsense.

Sam awkwardly laughed, and asked where The Doctor would like to be dropped off at.

"Hmmm... I guess at the TorchWood Institute." He suggested. Dean nodded, and started driving there ( With directions from The Doctor.)