Doctor's POV

Cynthia and I talked for a bit longer before she had to get off again due to another attack.

I stood there in the console room for a bit before I started to look for this mystery man, fussing at myself for not knowing and worrying that I won't be able to help Cynthia. I felt a tear roll down my cheek and I brushed it away with the back of my hand.

"Come on, Doctor. Pull yourself together! She needs you and you can't just stand over here and cry like a baby. You're hundreds of years old! You're definitely not a baby anymore." I mumbled this to myself and took a deep breath, feeling myself calm down as I did so.

"Alrighty now. Let's get to figuring out who this is! TARDIS! Let's help to get her back home!" I hollered with determination, hearing the TARDIS make a beep noise in response as a light lit up on the opposite side of the console.

"Atta girl!" I said, patting the TARDIS' console. "Let's see what you've got here..."

I looked at the screen and read what was on it, reading through it a couple of times before I started to click and punch buttons. "TARDIS, are you sure this is correct?" I asked her, my tone a bit confused yet stern. She groaned in response.

"Well, if you say so! Now how do we get her back and find out who this man is?" I questioned aloud, only to have the TARDIS pull something up on another screen.

"Help her fight. Help her win." I read aloud, grinning at the TARDIS' answer. "Then we better get to working!"

A few hours later the TARDIS started to receive a call again. It was Cynthia.

"Doctor!" she exclaimed as she came onto the screen, a smile coming to her face.

"Why hello beautiful! How is life over there in the fancy world of... stuff?" I asked her, my tone getting really confused at the last part of the sentence.

She giggled, "It's interesting. The attacks have become less frequent and we're looking to have a sound sleep tonight." I grinned as she said this.

"How's life over in the lovely TARDIS?" She asked me, the TARDIS groaning in the background at what Cynthia said. "Yes TARDIS, you are lovely!"

I chuckled at those two just talking away and finally decided to ask her what had been on my mind for the past few hours, "Cynthia, does anything look familiar to you over there?"

I watched as her eyes narrowed at the question as her face gave me a look of pure confusion. "Umm... No. Nothing looks familiar at all over here."

I pressed a button on the TARDIS that pulled up a picture of the mysterious man on both of our screens. "What about this man?" I asked.

She shook her head and looked at the camera. "Doctor, why are you asking me these things? I've never been here before! And I don't even know why I'm here!"

I examined her expression to see that she was being completely genuine. I signed and looked at the screen again before turning back to her.

"Cynthia… You've been there before…" I told her, a somber tone in my voice.

"What? What do you mean? I've never been here before in my life!" She exclaimed, her voice raising slightly. She stopped talking and looked around, seeing a few people looking at her, and smiled at them before turning back around awkwardly.

"Cynthia… The TARDIS doesn't lie…" I told her in response.

"But… How?" She asked me.

I looked into her eyes before looking down, upset I didn't know how to help her.

"I don't know."