Claude - Invisible Man - New York - hoarding on the trades.

"Either of you seen my Jacket?" The Doctor asks, looking around with the look of complete confusion.

"Not in your room?" Rose asks, also taking a look around the console room, as if having the two of them looking would make it jump out and yell 'Boo' or something.

"Nah, I had it in here. Know I did. Jack?"

"Nah, Doc, not seen it. Last saw it in here when you went down under, but then I went down on the other side and when we came up for air, it wasn't there anymore." Jack grins, probably thinking of all the innuendo's he'd managed to fit into that sentence.

Tutting lightly, the Doctor sighs and shrugs his shoulders, "Nevermind, it'll turn up. Tardis is probably playing funny buggers with me again. I'll set these co-ordinates, then have a good look around." He smiles and starts his little bounce around the console room, flicking switches and telling the other two to grab some levers. After a few moments, he nods.

"There we go! All on course. Right, I'm gonna find me a leather jacket. You two can go set up in the kitchen, or whatever. It'll be a good hour before she lands."

The Doctor heads back into his room, thinking that off all the places the Tardis would send his jacket, it would be there, and grins when he sees it laying on his bed. Moving to get it, he frowns at the Tardis' grumble.

"Whats wrong with you, hmm? I get it, you don't like the jacket, but I do-! Oh…" he frowns in confusion once more, spotting the note laid ontop of his jacket. Ok, so the Tardis liked hiding his jacket, but she never ever wrote him notes.

Picking up the note, he cocks an eyebrow before sliding down onto his floor, leaning back against his bed. This wasn't just a note, this was a note he'd received a long time ago, and refused to read.

After the hit, Theta had taken to avoiding Giacomo at all costs, spending more time at the Academy and sleeping in the dorms rather then going home on a night time. It'd been two weeks since he'd seen his brother, but that didn't seem to deter him.

A letter appeared every night. The same letter. Theta always sent it back with the messenger, even told the messenger to stop taking it off of his brother, but the man has simply told him he was being paid for walking back and forth between the two of them.

Two weeks later, and his best friend Koschei got annoyed at his brother because of the letter.

Then everything changed. The letter stopped. Two days later, a different letter appeared, one without a envelope, so Theta didn't have the chance not to read it.

'Mother has passed away. Her funeral is in four days. Father refused to tell you, incase your studies lacked. Dunno whether I'll make it there once he finds out I sent this, but I hope you will. I'll even stay out of your way, if it'll make you feel better.

Giac.'

Shaking his head harshly, the Doctor sniffs softly then wipes his face roughly, frowning at the fact that he'd been crying. Swallowing and looking down at the letter, he sighs deeply. Strange, that it should appear now. Maybe in one of these memories, he'd taken it back?

Though the last he remembered, he sent it back to his brother…

"Doc? You coming? We've been down for a few minutes now?" Jack's voice calls, rather too close for comfort.

Jumping up, he throws on his jacket, shoves the letter into his pocket, and dives into the bathroom, splashing some cold water over his face to clear up the tear tracks.

"Comin'!" Immediately, the Doctor winces, wishing not to have said that, when the wolf whistle comes down the hallway.

"Should've let us know! Sure me and Rose would've LOVED to help you out, Doc!" Jack's laugh bounces in the hallway, making the Doctor sigh deeply.

"Just go wait in the console room, Jack!" The Doctor shakes his head, the letter forgotten, until he looks into the mirror and jumps back.

Please read it.

Swallowing deeply, the Doctor practically runs from his own Tardis.