KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

So, we don't usually get visitors, especially on Thursday afternoons. The post comes in the morning, and usually if people come over they call first. I was, at first, reluctant to answer it. I was going to pretend I wasn't in, sit in front of the TV and just munch on my fish custard. Hey, I have the latest episode of 'QI' on record and need to catch up!

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I groggily got up from the sofa, placed my bowl on the table and paused the TV. I walked to the door, and clicked it open.

No one. No one was there! I was going to close the door, until I noticed the items that were on my doorstep. A blue envelope and the Stetson a gave to the Doctor before he left for America. I picked up the hat and the envelope and closed the door.

As I sat back down onto my sofa, I opened the envelope and found the letter inside, written in the Doctors handwriting, it read:

Craig,

I hope this letter has made its way to you. I have estimated that it should have turned up on your doorstep around a week or two after I dropped you off, though I have been wrong in the past. So, how has it been, without the travelling? Do you miss it? Of course you do, they always do but probably not for the right reasons. I hope Sophie and Alfie are well, I realise Sophie was rather shaken when I dropped you off...

Anyway, I returned the hat! Thanks by the way, sorry for the bullet hole, the misses is quite the gun nut. I managed to clean it up a little though, which is obviously good! I know you said you didn't mind if I kept it, but I felt it was right, you know?

I should get going, I must have an important conversation with a certain Soviet dictator about some ham. Anyway, if I have delivered this myself I should still be outside your house, if you wanted to come say hello! I guess you might not want to, after what happened and all.

I wouldn't have come back, but I realised that no one should ever let go, especially of the things we care about!

Yours sincerely,

Your good friend, the Doctor.

I ran, literally, ran out of the door and looked all over for that blue box, but I couldn't see it anywhere, and, let's be honest, it's not hard to spot. I slowly walked back into the house, realising that I was too late.

That's when I heard it. The familiar 'vroom' of the TARDIS. I turned round only to be blown backwards as I was surrounded by the fading design of the TARDIS interior. Once finally landed, I walked up the steps of the console room.

'Doctor!?' I called.

'Sorry, I meant to land down the road.' he said from the other side of the console, popping his head round it. He was smiling, he seemed happy, why?

'I um... I read your letter...'

'How out was I?' he said referring to to the date.

'Well, you said a week or two, but it's been more like a month or two.' I laughed, it was good to see him again.

'Oh, well I'm here now!' he walked over to me and his grin disappeared from his face. 'Craig...'

'Don't worry Doctor, it wasn't your fault, I was being stupid.; I grinned at him and he grinned back, embracing each other into a hug.