Ok, Ok, i know this is short, but I'm running out of ideas! I can only make companions cry and yell for so long, and then I need a fresh idea, I can't help it! Here's Donna and 10 and try to appreciate the plot, because there isn't much writing here.

Donna, without noticing, had wondered deep into the TARDIS. She had been thinking and had decided to go for a walk, but now she was lost. Completely and totally lost.

"Donna," She said aloud to herself. "You are so very, very stupid." Angry with herself, and scared of what would happen if she went any deeper into the crazy ship, Donna sat down right where she was.

"Thinking back on it, I guess this wasn't really a good idea." She sniffed back a few tears, and shook her head.

"Once a silly-headed temp, always a silly-headed temp, I guess. ARGH!" She roughly kicked the wall, and ran a hand over her face.

She started crying, more out of frustration than fear, and she kicked the wall again.

"I can't believe-" Donna started to scold herself again but was cut off.

"Donna!" The Doctor's overly cheerful voice called out from a few halls down.

"So did you finally- Oh Donna what's wrong?" He fell down on the ground next to her, looked into her eyes.

"Nothings wrong." She said bitterly, upset at being found like this. "I'm just being my thick self." The Doctor's face softened when he saw that she was physically okay.

"Don't be silly, you're not 'thick'." He said the word as if it was a disease, and he just knew that Donna wasn't infected.

"Thick, stupid, dull, dumb, idiotic, obtuse, moronic, witless," She listed in a growly voice. "That's me."

"What's gotten into you?" The Doctor asked, shocked at Donna's behavior.

"Nothing. If things got through to me we wouldn't be having this problem." She gave a whimpered sigh and looked at the Doctor with sad eyes.

"What am I doing here?" She asked him, and he wanted to answer, but he could tell that she wasn't finished.

"I'm not smart enough to travel with you. I'm not a genius, or a child prodigy. I hardly passed my O-levels. I've been a temp my whole life! Why did I even think I could help you?" She finally let her tears fall again, and then she roughly slammed her hand against the TARDIS walls.

"Now stop it!" The Doctor shouted, as if at an unruly student. "You are being ridiculous! I am sorry, Donna." He quickly softened his voice and his features into a loving tone.

"So very sorry that your whole life you've had this idea in your head." He softly put his hands on either side of her face. "Because you are brilliant. So very brilliant that I can't even believe I have to say this."

They both paused, except for Donna's tears, and in those few seconds the Doctor grasped how very wounded Donna's self image was. There was humble, and then there was this, and the Doctor was very worried about his best friend. He wasn't sure if she would pull through this with her mind intact.

And then she smiled. It was soft and unsure, and hardly there, but it was a smile, and it gave the Doctor the confidence to charge on.

"You have done things that I couldn't even dream of doing. You've forgiven monsters. You've saved my life. You've changed my life, Donna. Changed it for the better, and I couldn't ever repay you." He dropped his hands and pulled away, after that, as if to say 'ok I've done my part, now feel better'.

And feel better Donna did. Her tears went from a waterfall to a light shower, and a glowing smile light her face.

"Do you really think that?" She asked, a small hint of doubt in her voice.

The Doctor didn't reply, but he gave a small nod of his head, and smiled a smile that could have melted ice.

"Thank you!" She shouted, and practically jumped the Doctor trying to hug him.

"Now, how does a nice tropical vacation sound?" He asked, after a few hugs and encouragements. Donna smiled broadly, and they both stood up, ready to go.

I know, and I'm sorry. It was pathetic. It probably wasn't even worth reading, but if you did I hope you enjoyed it. I need reviews! Unless you give me ideas in your reviews I'll probably just give my 11/Amy another dead parent plot. REVIEW! I know there are people out there that are skipping those beautiful words. Click them! I need you!