Hi guys! Chapter 3 here! I never knew how hard it was to make the exact words... But it wasn't too hard. Still some French in this chapter of course. :)

(Disclaimer: Credit to BBC and Doctor Who for anything but Phoenix)


Eventually, we finally made it to the house. It looked sort of like a mansion. Very old, very old-fashioned. Oh, who am I kidding? This time period is old-fashioned compared to mine! Well, I suppose I don't have a time period anymore… ah well. Time periods aren't important. The Queen and myself climbed out of the carriage, as The Doctor and Rose strode up beside me. Then, Sir Robert walked out of his house, followed by his 'headless monks'. Ok not really headless like the actual headless monks are, but they are bald. Does that not arise suspicion in anyone? Hmm.

"You majesty." Sir Robert greeted.

"Sir Robert. My apologies for the emergency. And how is Lady Isobel?" The queen questioned.

"She's… indisposed, I'm afraid. She's gone to Edinburgh for the season. And she's taken the cook with her. The kitchens are… barely stocked. I wouldn't blame your majesty if you wanted to ride on." Sir Robert nervously said. I stifled a giggle. I credit him for the nice play on words with indisposed. Good going there Robert!

"Oh no not at all. I've had quite enough carriage exercise, and this is… charming, if rustic. It's my first visit to this house. My late husband spoke of it often. The torchwood estate. Now, shall we go inside? And, please excuse the naked girl." The queen said, in what seemed like one breath.

"Sorry." Rose said with a bit of humor in her voice.

"She's a feral child. I bought her for sixpence in old London town. It was her or the elephant man, so…" He rambled. I was stuck between marching over there and slapping him, or bursting out laughing.

"He thinks he's funny, but I'm so not amused. What do you think ma'am?" Rose asks, and then I feel like slapping both of them.

"It hardly matters." The queen says. Finally! Someone who didn't try to say stupid things. "Shall we proceed? Come along then." She said, gesturing to me and then walking away. I was supposed to follow her? Wow, my lucky day. I turn to smirk at the Doctor, then say, "Bonne chance avec le grand méchant loup. Rappelez-vous de cela: le gui." (Good luck with the big bad wolf. And remember this: Mistletoe.) I then turn and walk off toward the direction the queen went.


"This, I take it, is the famous endeavour." The queen said as we walked into the room with the 'werewolf' trap.

"All my father's work. Built by hand in his final years. Became something of an obsession. He spent his money on this rather than caring for the house or himself." Sir Robert replied. Obsession… sounds oddly familiar… oh wait, that was me with Doctor Who.

"I wish I'd met him. I like him." The Doctor said. So would I Doctor. So would I. "That thing's beautiful… can I, um…" The Doctor asked, uncertain. I just grin.

"Help yourself." Robert said. I decided to call him Robert in my brain from then on, because Sir Robert is just too formal for me.

"What did he model it on?" The Doctor asked.

"I know nothing about it. To be honest, most of us thought him a little… shall we say, eccentric. I wish now I'd spent more time with him, and listened to his stories." Robert replied. Full of stories today are we? Might as share one myself.

"I was like that with my father. He was always coming up with crazy ideas. I spent more time with my mother than him. I suppose it made him sad…" I say, and a tear slips down my cheek. The Doctor sends a look of concern in my direction, but nothing more.

"It's a bit rubbish. How many prisms has it got? Way too many. The magnification's gone right over the top. That's a stupid kind of a…" The Doctor says, then whispers to Rose, "Am I being rude again?"

"Yep." Rose replied with humor in her voice. This Doctor was always rude. Well, actually, all of them are rude. That's like the one trait he's kept throughout all of his regenerations. Funny how it was that trait that stuck…

"But it's pretty! It's very… pretty." The Doctor said with boredom in his voice. I know, Doctor, you want to examine it, but please be patient. We are in front of the Queen after all. Rose is going to get exiled from her own home today for goodness sake!

"And the imagination of it should be applauded." I nod my head, and slowly walked up to it.

"Reminds me of something my father made." I mention, slowly running my hands across the side.

"I thought you might disapprove your majesty. Stargazing… Isn't that a bit fanciful? Could you easily not be amused or something? No?" I walk behind rose and hit her in the back of the head, then whispered, "Wait till the end of the day."

"This device surveys the infinite works of god. What could be finer?" The queen asked.

"Vaisseaux spatiaux, transporte, cela Tardis, méchant loup, et la liste est loin de ..." I mumble to The Doctor. He grins a bit. (Spaceships, Transports, Tardis, Bad wolf, The list goes on and on...)

"Sir Robert's Father and Her father were an example to us all, a polymath, steeped in astronomy and the sciences, yet equally well-versed in folklore and fairy tales." The queen said, looking at Robert and then me. I was sort of shocked she mentioned my father, but you know, things happen.

"Stars and Magic, I like him more and more." Yep. He's totally like you Doctor. Totally…

"Oh… my late husband enjoyed his company. Prince albert himself was acquainted with many rural superstitions, coming, as he did, from Saxe-Coburg." The queen said proudly. Sort of. Her tone is always neutral, it's so hard to tell her emotions!

"That's Bavaria." He whispered into me and Rose's ears. Even though he knew I know that.

"When Albert was told about your local wolf, he was transported." The queen said.

"So what's this wolf, then?" The Doctor asked.

My turn to whisper in his ear. "Le grand méchant loup." (The big bad wolf.)

He stares at me curiously. I think he took that wrong, but I was going for that. I grin.

"It's just a story." Robert said.

"Then tell it." The Doctor and I said at the same time.

"It's said that…" Robert started, but the evil 'butler' interrupted.

"Excuse me sir. Perhaps her majesty's party could repair to their rooms. It's almost dark." Oh I hated that butler. It took all of my self-control to not strangle him.

"Of course. Yes, of course." Robert replied. Idiot for following this along…

"And then supper. And… could we find some clothes for Miss Tyler? I'm tired of nakedness." The Queen said, with a hint of joy in her voice. Finally, some emotion.

"It's not amusing, is it?" Rose, shut up.

"Sir Robert, your wife must have left some clothes. See to it. We shall dine at seven, and talk some more of this wolf. After all, there is a full moon tonight." The queen said, starting to walk out of the room.

"So there is, Ma'am." Robert said with nervousness, as he followed the queen.

After they left, The Doctor asked me, "What is it actually?"

I sigh. If I really do travel with him for a while, he should know the answer. "Spoilers."

"Always with the spoilers…" He says, sighing. I just grin.

"Well you'll find out later with that great big head of yours." I say, jumping onto his back and poking him in the head. He grins.

"I never knew you could speak French?" He asked, confused.

"Oh, I suppose I never told you. I'm from France. We moved to London when I was… about 14. So I still remember the French language." I say, staring at the window, still on the Doctor's back. It might have been a somewhat awkward position but I didn't care. I've always loved doing this kinda stuff.

"Hmm. So you remember all of the French language?" He asks. I grin.

"Je me souviens, bien entendu tout cela! Comment osez-vous prétendre le contraire! Je suis je plaisante, mais oui, je ne me souviens de tous. Je suppose que vous savez le français ou le Tardis: c'est la traduction, mais une raison aurait plus de sens parce que Rose ne pouvait comprendre lorsque j'ai dit stuff en français. Le Tardis: glitching ou pensez-vous qu'elle n'a que le but?" I say in one breath.

(Translation: Of course I remember it all! How dare you suggest otherwise! I'm just kidding, but yes, I do remember all of it. I suppose either you know French or the Tardis is translating it, but reason one would make more sense because Rose couldn't understand when I said stuff in French. Is the Tardis glitching or do you think she did that on purpose?)

"First one…" The Doctor said, chuckling. "And yes, I think she did it on purpose."

I nod, then hop off his back, as I look around the room. There were a lot of cool space-oriented items. A globe, model of planets, and other things I didn't recognize. All in all, I thought it was a pretty cool. Then I noticed something. It was the flute thing from the episode, Dalek. I giggle, making the Doctor look at me, as I picked it up. I began to play it gently. It worked well actually. I began to play the Doctor Who theme song. The Doctor grinned a bit, and asked what song it was.

"My favorite song." I said mysteriously.

He sighs, but takes the answer.

"We better go down to dinner. I suppose they might be waiting for us." I say, smirking. Yep, they were defiantly waiting for us to save them, even if they didn't know it.

The Doctor nods, and as we walk out of the room, he asks, "Where did you get the dress?"

"I actually have no idea." I say, laughing slightly.

"How would you… ah, never mind." The Doctor said as we reached the dining hall.


"Your companion begs an apology, Doctor. Her clothing has somewhat delayed her." The butler-monk guy said.

"Oh, that's all right. Save her a wee bit of ham." The Doctor said, and I almost laughed at that. But, with the ounce of self-control I had, I kept it in. I seemed to be doing this a lot today…

"The feral child could probably eat it raw." The queen said.

"Excuse me for a second." I say, getting up out of my chair.

I walk out into the garden, and then burst out laughing. Rose, eating meat raw? The time I see that is the time I see pigs fly. Wait, pigs could fly maybe on a different planet. That's my next request. To go to a planet where pigs fly… That would be hilarious! I kept laughing at the thought. I looked up at the shining full moon, my hair and dress blowing in the wind. To anyone else, they would say I looked peaceful. But that was far from true. My thoughts seemed to have strayed to the dark part of my mind, to the part that asks the questions no one wants to say out loud, ones that no one wants to ask. Why me? That was the biggest question there. Why me, out of all people out there, get chosen to be here? Truthfully it made no sense. I took a deep breath, wishing for the thoughts to go away. No one liked being in that part of mind. I continued staring up at the moon. I suppose one day I got to stand there, up on the moon. Judoon platoon upon the moon. I smile slightly. The day The Doctor meets Martha Jones, saver of the earth.

I slowly walk over to a bench in the garden and sit down. I guess I get to go on a lot of adventures with The Doctor. And not all of them good. Pompeii, Daleks, Cyberman, Weeping Angels, Slitheen, Midnight. And then there are those good moments, those that make it all worthwhile. Meeting companions, saving worlds. And him. Just him. One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel. If only Reinette knew how true that was. I suppose that was my life quote now. For The Doctor is the angel, and the monsters are the demons. I remember, watching the show sometimes, wondering why people stuck with him through it all. But after being here, really being here, I can see why.

The Doctor is an idol to so many people I knew back home. Millions of people loved him. I was the only one with the chance to actually be here with him. I suppose, someone would have gotten it. It just happened to be me. I wasn't special though, so it hadn't made sense. I suppose though, nothing makes sense. Things making sense ruin the fun. So, knowing everything that happens here tonight ruins the fun of the mystery. But then again, sometimes it can be useful.

And I was rambling in my brain. I. Was. Rambling. That's new. I haven't ever rambled before. Well, actually, I did that one time. It was… Snap out of it! That was really weird. I wonder what had happened to me. Maybe something happened to me as I passed between universes. Then my eyes went wide. I could have changed! I haven't seen myself in a mirror since I got here!

I quickly walked inside, and went upstairs to a random room. I walked up to a mirror, and my mouth dropped open.

I had Black hair, with one golden streak in the front. When I say gold, I really mean gold. I had silver eyes, and my face structure looked different. My body was skinnier than it was before, by a lot. I was filled out in areas more than I was before, and my legs almost looked like sticks. Even though I knew I could have possibly changed, I hadn't expected that.

I slowly walked to the door and opened it, but only to find two butler-monks there.

I sigh. Of course they were there. They quickly grabbed me and put me in a closet, which they locked. I will say, I wasn't expecting that. I started to get a bit teary-eyed. I didn't like confined spaces. Just then, a bit of light appeared. I looked down, to see my hands glowing.

Of course I would be leaving at a time like this. And I didn't even get to say goodbye.

"Goodbye Doctor." I whispered, and I disappeared in a flash of golden light.