I found that another golden bundle had been placed on my newly made bed.

Inside was a long wet suit that covered my body, apart from my hands, feet, and face. It was black with dark blue accents swirling throughout. There was also a long sunflower yellow dress with a stark resemblance to the dress I was currently wearing.

I popped back into the main room with a towel and the wet suit in hand. I had wrapped the bottle of pain pills in the towel. Glancing about I saw that the Doctor had moved outside and was sitting on the railing between two columns. His hand fiddling with his sonic half-heartedly as he watched the waves.

I set down the items in my hands and watched him through the window. It wasn't very often that I would catch him like this, completely unaware of my presence. It was the only time that I had that I could truly look at him and admire his utter beauty. I stood there for a few precious moments as I gazed at the man that I knew, deep down, that I could never leave.

I watched him before retreating into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me.

After taking a few moments to convince myself that I wasn't going to be burned again, I stepped into the water. This time I had set it to cold so that there wouldn't be any chance for anything to go wrong. It seemed that it would be quite a while before I took a warm shower again.

I quickly, but carefully dried before putting on the wet suit carefully. It seemed to form itself around every curve of my body. I was immediately grateful for the front zipper that came down to my stomach. If it had zipped in the back not only would it have eventually been impossible to put on, but it would have hurt to try. As it was my back was already starting to scream at me again.

Wrapping the towel around my hair and glanced around the floor, I realized that the pill bottle had disappeared.

I popped out of the bathroom and back over to the kitchenette where I began to search for the bottle. I found it after a couple of minutes I found it underneath the day bed. It seemed to have rolled beneath it. Outside, the Doctor had disappeared from the gazebo and was not longer in sight.

I decided to go down to the shore. My hair now dry enough that it blew ever so slightly in the salty breeze. The sun was hot as I explored the beach.

Stopping every so often when something caught my eye, I made slow progress to the waters edge. There were tiny shells and small crustacean like creatures littering the ground. They were miniscule compared to the ones back home, only growing to the size of an acorn. They were light blue and had pink-purple tipped claws. I followed a small group that was running as fast as their little legs could carry them. Suddenly they broke apart and scattered in all directions as a shadow crept into view.

I looked up expecting to see the Doctor but instead I was met with the face of a stranger.