Doctor:

"I'm not done asking questions, you know."

I sighed. "No, of course not, and as long as you promise no hitting or chasing, I am willing to answer them.

"No promises," she said, twirling around to look at the console. "So, you're an alien?"

"Yes, I'm a Time Lord."

"And you travel around in this…box?"

"My TARDIS, yes." She paused at the name, as if she were trying to figure it out. "Do you know what it stands for?"

"Time and Relative Dimension in Space…" I gawked at her. She was quite brilliant. "Why is she so sad?"

"The paradox…it messes with her system. How did you know she was sad?"

"Well, I can hear her crying, can't you?"

I stared and pulled out my sonic. "Myrianna Hart, you are quite the interesting character."

"I know!" She started messing with the buttons. "Can I fly her one day?"

"You can fly in her, only I can man the controls."

"Why not! I could do it. A little twist of this knob, a little switch of that lever. It's not rocket science!" she huffed. I laughed and did a few tricks with my sonic.

"No, it's Time Lord science, and unless you're secretly a Time Lord, I will be piloting."

She peeked around the controls at me. "We'll see about that," she said and walked over to me. "You look so sad," she touched the side of my face gingerly where she'd slapped me earlier, "How old are you?"

"907."

"Nine centuries. Alone. Traveling all of space and time. Protector of the Universe."

What had changed inside Myrianna Hart? I had no idea, but she'd gone from a hot-tempered spitfire to a solemn, thoughtful, tender creature as if it were nothing. "I'm not always alone. Every once in a while I find a companion." Her hand was still on my face. It was nice to have physical contact with another being again.

"With a handsome face like that, it's a miracle you're ever alone." Her hand traced my jawline and she touched my nose before turning to explore the TARDIS again.

"Was that a come on," the words escaped my mouth before my brain had time to retract them.

She looked at me coyly. "A come on?" She smiled devilishly. I had gotten myself into dangerous territory. She ran her hand down my chest, backing me up against the staircase. "Did you want it to be?"

"Uh-we…um…" I couldn't speak; she was practically on top of me.

"If I was coming on to you," she breathed heavily against my neck, trailing her way up to my ear, "You would know."

"Right-oh."

She laughed. "Relax, Doctor! I'm just playing. I'd have to know you a bit better for that. I have more respect for myself, unlike that slut, Helen."

"Ah, Helen, you know her?" I tried to dance away from our interesting moment.

"Know her? She's shagging my brother!" she threw her hand over her mouth. "Oh…oh no, you were not supposed to know that! Oh! You made me spill a secret, you sneaky, sneaky man!"

"So we have a way to find that psychopathic woman?"

"Well, if Stephen knows where she is I can get it out of him."

"Call him then!" I said happily. I could clear up this whole Time Lock Paradox matter and be on my way in a matter of hours.

"No! My sister is out on a date, I refuse to do work while she's out having fun."

"Oh come on," I said, "We could fix this all and be done by breakfast time!"

"Breakfast time! You expect me to work all night?"

She was close enough to me now that I could see the phone in her back pocket. I knew what I was about to do would get me in trouble, but I had a plan. I reached for it quickly and searched for Stephen's number.

"You touched my ass!" She lunged at me, "Oh, you little thief! Give me my phone." She tried to come up the staircase at me, so I quickly jumped over the railing and landed in a roll on the console room floor.

"It's dialing!" I shouted with a laugh as she chased after me.

"Give it!" She ran after me, circling around the control panel from the other side. I countered her movements and peered at her with a smirk.

"Ooh, it's ringing!"

"Now, Doctor!" she shouted as I heard her brother answer.

"Oh, Stephen, hello, it's the Doctor. I'm here with your sister…no, Myrianna…yes. She had a question for you." I handed her the phone. "It's for you!"

She snatched the tiny piece of technology out of my hand and walked up the stairs, keeping her conversation quiet. "He gave me the coordinates."

"Brilliant!" I said as I felt the wind off of a heavy object whizz past me. She'd thrown something heavy at me, missing by an inch. "A wrench? You threw a wrench at me!"

"Do. Not. Steal. My. Phone." She said slowly as she came down the stairs, "Now come on, we're going to ruin Elle's date!" She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the door.