Word spread quickly about my playing and within a week it was normal for me to a huge crowd around me. I usually could make enough to spend the night at the cheap hotel and still have enough for food and cheap strings as the harsh air snapped them. I even obtained fingerless gloves and a journal. I decided I should keep track of what has happened to me so far, in case it happens to someone else. I also got another to write down everything I can remember about Doctor Who from Classic Who to spin-offs to the 12th doctor. I wrote about actors and other jobs they have done. I wrote about quirks they have and stories of things that happened on set or at Comic Con. I tried to keep it decently labeled and organized but that didn't last too long.

Unfortunately, during this week, my headache didn't leave, but it didn't get worse. I decided to leave it for now as I know how to work through the pain of a pounding head and it wasn't bad enough to buy meds. It was like a soreness that you almost forget about but becomes horrible when you remember it's there.

With my popularity increasing, I decided to find another venue to play at as the plan is to stay low. Having huge crowds while you play is not staying low. I head to another mall area to set up shop and start. It's just like it was a week ago when I started playing for money. But this time, I swear I see a very familiar face. My fingers go on autopilot as I see Mickey Smith looking my way with interest.

I try to not freak out. I ignore him and continue on with the show. When I finish for lunch, he tosses some money in the case.

"You sounded great!" he exclaimed.

I stared at him in shock before finding my voice. "Th….Thank...you."

He headed off after giving me a smile and I packed up for lunch. I walked into the nearest place and grabbed a booth in the back.

That was Mickey Smith. THE Mickey Smith. What the hell? What do I do? WHAT DO I DO?! Okay Mar, once again. PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER! Jackie Tyler lives on the Powell Estate which isn't near here. Mickey has to live close enough that when Jackie hears the TARDIS, Mickey could too. It is close to Christmas, he could have just been shopping. Yeah, that's it. He was just shopping and probably doesn't normally go here.

Also, I can see if he shows up tomorrow. That could help determine if I need to steer clear of here for a bit or if I will have to hunt down the TARDIS on the 24th.

I walked out with that plan in mind.

He was there the next day, and he wasn't alone. He had Jackie with him and they watched near the back and clapped with the rest. They put money in my case as well and smiled. I tried to smile back, but I'm sure I looked like a deer in the headlights when they walked up to me. Back at the hotel, I allowed for a bit of a small mental breakdown.

I can't draw attention to myself but if both were there the next day, then they must live nearby. New plan then. I'll play at another venue and when the day the TARDIS appears, I can use my stealthy ninja moves to head back over to that area and see if I can hear the TARDIS, if I can, then I'm in the right spot and I can just stalk them until I can figure out what to do and how I should approach them. Good? Good.

Feeling a bit better with a new plan in mind, I went to sleep.

Only 4 days to go.