So...some of you weren't expecting The Doctor to leave so easily, and to be honest neither did I! I hope this chapter helps you forgive The Doctor a little bit and all will be revealed soon enough!

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-NomiWanKenobi-

"Sorry? Why you sorry?"

"For letting you get...well like this?"

"Like what?" Donna replied confused. The Doctor took her hand, and looked into her eyes, "Oh...here we go...don't you dare say what I think you are, Spaceman, don't you dare." Tears sprung in Donna's eyes. Instead of speaking, The Doctor lead Donna outside slowly and turned her so she faced the reflective windows.

"What? What's wrong with me?" Donna turned and looked at her behind in the mirror, "I'm not seeing a problem here Doctor."

"Donna, your huge."

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Donna groaned and turned angrily to face The Doctor, "Did you just call me fat?"

"But Donna, you are!" The Doctor replied exasperated, "How can you not-" But The Doctor didn't finish his sentence, as Donna slapped him hard across the face.

"Owwwwwwhhh!" He whined, "What was that for?"

"What do you think Spaceman?!"

"I was merely stating the obvi-" The Doctor faced the window, "Ohhh...now thats clever."

"Now what?" The Doctor looked at Donna's reflection in the window, which looked just like Donna before they'd come to the bakery. The Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and scanned the window.

"This window, isn't a window. It's an elaborate screen. Stand still a sec Donna." The Doctor ordered.

"Why what you doing? Are you gonna scan me? Don't you dare. If that screwdriver comes anyway near me, I'm gonna be so angry. And trust me Doctor, you don't wanna see me angry."

"That's a risk I'm gonna have to take Donna." The Doctor scanned Donna, put on his glasses and examined the readings, "Somehow...you and the screen are connected."

"Doctor. Why is this a problem? I don't understand." The Doctor paused and looked at Donna over his glasses, he sniffed and took off his glasses.

"Donna you're gonna have to come with me, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but you aren't gonna enjoy this."

The Doctor and Donna, stood in the TARDIS in silence. The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the TARDIS ceiling. A mirror folded out and started lowering from the ceiling.

"Doctor, what are you doing? We just looked at my reflection out there. We don't need to do this." But The Doctor didn't answer, he merely looked at Donna, as the mirror clicked into place. He continued to stare at her as she cautiously stepped towards the mirror. She gave The Doctor a small, nervous smile before turning to look into the mirror. Donna's jaw dropped. How had she got like this? Tears sprung to her eyes as she ran her hands over her huge stomach. The tears came quicker. She glared at The Doctor.

"This is all your fault. You knew something was going on, so why'd you leave me and let me get like...like this?" She choked. The Doctor rubbed his head in frustration.

"I didn't think the process," he gestured at Donna, "happened this quick. I thought you'd be fine for a week, and it would give me enough to analyse."

"Analyse?! You used me as...as...data?!"

"I didn't know what else to do Donna." He spat back, "I need you Donna and you didn't seem to need me. I trusted you to be on your own. It's my fault and I am sorry, but we need to find out exactly what's going on here and I need Donna Noble's help with that." He held out a hand, and put on a charming smile, "So...whaddya say?" Donna stared at his hand for a moment before looking at The Doctor.

"Well this weight's not gonna shift itself is it?" She took his hand in hers and smiled back, "Come on Spaceman, I need a new diet plan."