They barely dodged the green laser before the TARDIS door slammed shut. Bad Wolf began to frantically press buttons and flick switches, Donna slumped against the railings breathing frantically while glaring at the door. Suddenly there's a beeping noise.

"Crap! They're following us" Bad Wolf said.

"What! But how?"

"I don't know! They probably nicked a vortex manipulator. They could follow us anywhere. Right across the universe, never stopping…unless…"

"Unless?"

"Donna you trust me right?"

"Oh not this again, it's never good when you say that" Donna squawked sitting up right.

"Donna just answer the flipping question it's a matter of life and death"

"All right, all right, I trust you with my life!"

"Good! Because this all depends on you"

"What does?"

Bad Wolf walked away from the console and stared at something in the corner. "These creatures are hunters" she said quietly. "They can sniff out anyone and with me being a Time Lady…well I'm unique aren't I? They can track us down throughout all of time and space"

"Can't we hide from them?"

"That is exactly what we'll do Donna, for three months that's how long they got left"

"But where is it safe? You just said they can find you anywhere!"

"Only if I'm a Time Lady" Bad Wolf eyed a silver headgear that hung up in the corner. "I always wondered what it would be like to use the Chameleon Arch...Donna, I'm going to turn myself human"

"Rise and shine love, you haven't got all day" came a bellow from behind her bedchamber door, followed by a series of knocks.

Wolfie McKnight chuckled and she got up and wrapped her dressing gown round her, she went to her door and opened it up for her headstrong maid. "Good morning to you too Donna" she said grinning.

"Get out of the way!" Donna snapped. "I got hot food on this tray and some tea; you don't want it to land on your lap!"

While the majority of the staff find Donna to headstrong and had encouraged Wolfie to dismiss her, Wolfie found the mother hen and friendly nature of the woman to be quite enjoyable and was adamant on keeping her. She made a fantastic friend despite whatever status. She stepped aside for Donna and closed the door behind the bossy redhead. She then followed and perched herself down on the sofa as Donna began to pour out her cup of tea.

"I've been having those strange dreams again" Wolfie confessed. "I keep dreaming of this madwoman, this daredevil, this...Bad Wolf. It's what I call her, well what she calls herself. Her real name is Rose Tyler"

Donna almost choked on her saliva, how many times had Wolfie denied that she was the Doctor's Rose? Too many to count that's for sure...and now, now she's saying she is! By the sounds of it she's remembering before she met Donna.

"It's so strange, you were there as well and that teacher, Mr Smith, he was there. He wasn't human either; he was this man...the Doctor. And you, you were my companion, a temp! And we all came from the future, Our Lord the year two thousand and seven!" Wolfie continued looking dazed.

"Well I can safely say its 1913" Donna said holding up the newspaper she had on Wolfie's tray. "Best keep your head out of the clouds. From the future indeed, keep saying stuff like that and they'll lock you up in a nuthouse!"

As the day went on Wolfie McKnight had been rather busy trying to keep the library tidy and chasing young boys who were bunking their classes away. She hated the majority of the school students who all seemed pompous and arrogant, all of them apart from one small sweet lad by the name of Timothy Latmir, he could always be found in a corner reading. She was now carrying a large pile of books that she had collected from teachers and was heading towards John Smith's room to demand her books back; the man was insatiable when it came to books.

"Mind your step!" a soft voice called from behind her.

Well, well, well speak of the devil and he shall appear. "Oh hello Mr Smith I was just coming to find you" she said her voice muffled by the books she was carrying.

"Were you?"

"Yes I needed to collect the books that are due in"

"Oh yes, I am sorry Miss McKnight I just keep forgetting, my mind's all over the place, here let me help you with this pile, you'll most likely walk over the edge of a staircase"

"Oh no, I couldn't possibly-"

"I insist Miss McKnight" he said firmly taking half the pile that had been obscuring her sight. "Much better, now I can see you face as I speak to you. How are you today Miss McKnight?"

"I am fine Mr Smith, and you?"

"Oh I'm completely fantastic" he said grinning at her, she felt her cheeks flush. They walked down the corridor slowly while having small talk; they paused before the notice board. "Have you noticed Miss McKnight this poster for the village dance?"

"A village dance? Well that's the first I heard about it"

"Really? I thought all the ladies knew about it. Nurse Redfern was going on about it yesterday, she was acting rather peculiar" he scratched the back of his neck as the pair slowly walked away from the notice board.

"She was probably trying to get you to ask her to come with you" she pointed out. "After all I think she has taken a fancy to you. You are rather dashing"

"Am I? Do you really think so?" he asked blushing.

"Well...yes...yes I do" she said blushing just as deeply as he was.

"Would you...I mean...err...erm...I..." he stammered.

"Yes?"

"Well I was wondering...if..."

"If?"

"You would want to...stairs"

"What?"

"Stairs!"

Suddenly the pair of them tumbled over the edge of the stairs.