Next chapter- Yay! Not sure about this chapter though. Still, I hope you enjoy it!

You're feeling uncomfortable now. You're not quite sure what to say. You probably shouldn't tell him anything, especially not about Donna…

"Hold on," the Doctor says suddenly, bringing you back to reality, "You shouldn't tell me. But… I hate being curious. Tell me!" the Doctor pauses for a couple of second, "No! Don't!"

He continues like that for a couple of minutes, probably five (but you're not entirely sure as your concept of time is based on how long it takes you to read fan fiction), and the Doctor only stops when Donna starts yelling at him.

"Oi! Stop it will you! They're not going to tell you because I'm pretty sure that's not allowed. So shut it!"

The Doctor snaps his head around to look at you and Donna.

"Right. Yes. Okay," the Doctor looks vaguely sad as he says this, you can see it in his eyes but he continues anyway, "that makes sense, that's why you agreed, that's why we were traveling through… oh… oh…"

"What is it?" Donna asks.

The Doctor looks serious and Donna looks very concerned. You start to panic. Fear begins to build up inside you. You don't seem to be able to calm down and the next words the Doctor says makes you feel even worse.

"I'm sorry… I'm so very sorry."

You start to panic even more. Whenever he says those words it means that something bad has happened. Something he can't fix. Something involving the person his eyes are staring at.

Donna looks to you, then the Doctor then back to you, again. Before she finally she speaks, "What is it Doctor? What's so serious? What is it?"

The Doctor's eyes are filled with regret, you hate it. You've seen it so many times before, every companion's had it. Those regret filled eyes.

You turn away. You can't face them anymore. You can still feel them on your back. What's happened? What have I done?

"I'm so, so sorry…," you hear the words again, they repeat in your head as well.

"Doctor, I asked you what's wrong. What have you done?" Donna yells.

You can't take it anymore, "Wh… what's… why… why are you… why are you sorry?" you croak.

Your voice is quiet. Like you're on the verge of tears. You nearly are. Your vision's blurry. You're standing different. Like you're trying to block everyone off, trying to become a wall. You want him to tell you what's wrong and not answer with silence. It hasn't even been that long; you just can't cope with it, adding more regret to him.

"I didn't realise it," the Doctor answers, "I don't think I'll be able to take you back home. My mind was… I…"

He doesn't continue. He can probably tell that it hurts you. He knows that you've watched most of his life; he knows that you've seen his regret and have heard him say that.

You want to say that it's okay. You want to say that you could just travel with him forever, but you can't. That would be lying. The truth is that you kind of liked your life. You want that life, or at least your family and friends would want you back.

The fear erupts again; taking over your body, but along with it comes sadness. Your mind fills with image of your worried friends and family and a few tears leak from your misty eyes.

Then a noise comes from the control panel.

You turn around.

Ok, no happy whatsoever but I will try and make the next one happy(ish)