They hanged onto the console for dear life while trying to drive the TARDIS and getting it to safely land on Earth...but no matter what they did it wouldn't respond. The console was exploding, sparks were flying, mostly half of it was on fire...but worst of all the Doctor almost got thrown out the TARDIS two times already. But thankfully managed to pull himself back in. From quickly learning to not use the sonic on the console as the box would've tried to chuck him out again before going to his mates aid in trying to land.

It was with luck they get into the vortex, praying she would stabilise, but unfortunately got thrown back out. Both had just managed to gain more control, having the box almost materialise, to semi collide into the grounds of a garden with a small house...which completely destroyed the shed they had landed on top of.

Ariana glances over to see that Theta was no longer about and had must off fallen through the gantry door, down the corridors...and straight into the swimming pool, judging by the loud splash...which she also swore that was also where the library had used to be.

"Hey," she called out, praying he hadn't drowned, "You okay?!"

"Yes," he shouted back, just as she gave a sigh of relief, "I'm absolutely fine!"

The TARDIS doors suddenly burst open above, the smoke making its escape into the starry midnight sky. Ari stretches her hand towards a panel and carefully pried it open...only for the entire thing to come off. Letting out a sigh of aggravation, she tried reaching out for a grappling hook pulling it out. She gave it a couple of swings to give it some momentum and tossed it out the doors, giving it a firm tug finding it's caught on the frame. She tossed the rest of the rope down to where the Doctor was and she made the climb up.

-Doctor Who-

A hand now appeared upon the boxes ledge, then another, and eventually the head of a dark haired, russet skinned smiled down at a little girl with red hair, "Well, hey there," Ariana greets the young ginger girl.

"Uh...hello?" she responded.

"Just give me a second," she heaved herself up to perch on the boxes edge, with her leg still inside, back to the little girl, "Now that's much better."

"Are you okay?" the child asked, still taking in the appearance of the woman's rumpled hair and torn up clothing, face covered in smudges of dirt.

"Yeah, I'm great actually, thanks," the Time Lady casually waved off, "Had a bit of a tumble, but we should be fine, he's got bit of a climb back up."

"We?"

"Oh, sorry. I'm Ariana nice to..."

She then gets interrupted by an arm holding out a leather bound book in the air. The other person pulled themselves out, this time a man, his was soaked through along with his longish brown hair. The Doctor passes the book to his mate and continued pulling himself from the box to rest his chin on the edge arms folded under him, to only sway there.

"Are you kidding me!" Ari seethed, warily gazing at the books state, "It's absolutely soaked!" she lightly whacked him around the back of his head with said book.

"Ouch!" he groaned, "Why did you do that for?"

"This was an original Jane Austen!" the Time Lady exclaimed, flipping through its pages a few of them damaged, the rest completely destroyed, "I was going to read it now I can't you complete ass."

He didn't give a response, now as he nervously rubbed the back of his head, "I'll never get used to that violent temper of yours."

"That's because you're an idiot that never learns from his mistakes."

"I got everything else out just in time no need to have a go at me," he muttered under his breath, wringing out his wet hair.

"You're soaking wet," the girl moved back to avoid the dripping water.

"I was in the swimming pool."

The girl frowned at the woman, "But you said he was in the library..."

"Apparently so is the swimming pool," Ariana answered her.

The Doctor looked to now notice the little girl standing there, "Oh, um hello! I'm the Doctor," he held out his arm to shake.

"Amelia Pond," she returned, shaking his hand.

"Amelia Pond," he repeated her name on his tongue, "Can I have an apple? All I can think about. Apples. I love apples. Maybe I'm having a craving!" he looked up to Ariana, "That's new never had cravings before."

"Are you the police?" she eyed the pair suspiciously.

"Why?" the Time Lady asked just as she helped her mate sit up on the ledge, "Did you call for the police?"

"Did you come about the crack in my wall?"

"What cra...argh!" the Time Lord exclaimed with pain, toppling off the TARDIS and onto the ground.

"Are you all right, mister?" the young girl asked with concern.

Ariana jumped down off the TARDIS and knelt beside him, guiding him to his feet his arm around her shoulders, she could feel how weak he was, his whole body rerouting itself and changing, every cell burning and dividing it hurts like nobody can imagine.

"Oh, he's absolutely peachy...this it's perfectly nor...," she tried convincingly reassuring the young girl.

Before her Mate wobbled slightly losing his balance, bringing Ariana down with him. Opening his mouth and letting out a puff of regeneration energy, it fading away into the night sky.

"Who are you?" Amelia asked them.

"I don't know yet," the Doctor held his hand before him as it glowed slightly, briefly glancing at Ari briefly.

The female Time Lord looked up to Amelia, "He's not quite done yet still knitting himself together."

"Does it scare you?" the Doctor asked her from the current position he's in looking up to her.

"No, it just looks a bit weird," Amelia shook her head.

"No," the dark haired woman interrupted, "I think he was asking you about the crack in your wall and if it scares you. So does it scare you?"

"Yes."

Ariana hand is taken by Theta's and pulled them both up to their feet, feeling him have a sudden burst of energy, which startled Amelia slightly, "Well then," he grinned goofily, "No time to lose. I'm the Doctor this is..."

"Ariana," Amelia replied, "We've already met."

"Ok then, do everything we tell you, don't ask stupid questions, and don't wander off," he turned and strode away...walking straight into tree.

Ari wincing feeling a sting on her forehead, just as he fell flat on his back in shock. She walked over, held out her hand and pulled him up, delicately pressed her finger tips against his forehead easing the pain

"Is he alright?" Amelia asked the woman just as she moved her hand away.

"He's still regenerating but that will take a while," Ariana replied, "Coordination is just a little off," she pecked his cheek, "But you'll be absolutely fine."

-Doctor Who-

They eventually get inside Amelia's home, with the Doctor nearly bumping into the door on their way to the kitchen, Ariana managing to pull him away in the nick of time.

They stand there, surveying the room just as the little girl walked over, holding out an apple to the Doctor, eying him but Ariana suspiciously, "If you're a doctor, why does your box say Police?"

He took the offered apple, the other woman raising her eyebrow as he sniffed at it before taking a cautious bite from it. Chewing it once, twice before spitting it out, Ari's mouth hanging open in shock, "That's disgusting. What is that?"

"Do you know how wasteful that is?" Ariana snatched it from him, "Let's see if I still like them," she gave it a sniff taking in the sweet aroma.

"An apple," the girl simply replied.

"Apple's rubbish," the Time Lord replied just as his Mate took a bite, "I hate apples."

"You said you loved them."

"Yep, definitely still like them," she nodded munching away, having forgotten what it tasted like and apparently they still tasted very good. Pretty much all of her past regenerations liked apples, "Pay no attention to him though he still hasn't got who he is right now."

"Excuse me I do actually!" he argued childishly, "No, no, no. I like yoghurt!" he now said turning to the girl, "Yoghurt's my favourite. Give me yoghurt."

Ariana equally rolled her eyes with Amelia who had gone to get him a yoghurt. She shook her head just as he took it from her, ripped off the lid, drank it in one before spitting it out across the room. Both the woman and girl rather disgusted by it, staring at him in disbelief, face covered in the stuff.

With a deep sigh Ari grabbed a napkin from the table, firmly took hold of his chin and cleaned his mouth, "This is starting to get ridiculous."

"I hate yoghurt. It's just stuff," he moaned through the napkin as his Mate was cleaning him up. He took her hand stopping her, surprising her with a quick kiss to the palm of her hand which she pulled away, "With bits in."

"You said it was your favourite," Amelia returned defensively.

"Apparently this mouth of his has new rules," Ariana offered, scrunching up the napkin and effortlessly getting it in the bin.

"Yes exactly it's like eating after cleaning your teeth," he agreed with her, Everything tastes wrong...argh!"

He suddenly let out a shout and began twitching violently, hand coming up and smacking his forehead it calming down after a brief moment. He almost fell over in shock, casting his mate a look of embarrassment, wondering if she had seen it, which, obviously from the look off her face she was concerned now lightly batting his hand off his sweaty head, giving it a feel over.

"What is it?" Amelia asked them in alarm, watching the Doctor, "What's wrong with you?" she glanced over at the russet skinned woman, feeling she's probably a bit more sane than the man, which Ariana couldn't really blame her for, "Is he okay?"

"Wrong with me?" he pretends to be offended, eyes sliding away from Ari, "It's not my fault. Why can't you give me any decent food? You're Scottish. Fry something."

The other Time Lord only but laughed and bent down placing an delicate kiss on his forehead head, beaming once she moved away.

-Doctor Who-

The girl had since located a frying pan, Ariana assisting her with the bacon, knowing well that the Doctor would probably spit it out anyway. Whilst cooking the little girl hand gone to get a fluffy towel for him to dry his hair, passing it to him, starting to dry himself off.

"Thank you," the woman returned an appreciative smile, just as she turned over the bacon, "Sorry for taking over your home like this, but I just don't like the idea of just sitting back and watching a child cook. I'm no Mary Berry, that's for sure."

Amelia glanced over at the Doctor, who was busy pottering around the the kitchen, pulling out drawers and rummaging through them, his free hand still drying off his hair with the towel. The girl stepped closer to the dark haired woman, "Is he not well?" dropping her voice to a whisper, with a frown.

The female Time Lord blinked back with slight surprise, following the young girls gaze and sighed, "Yes he has been just recently," replied quietly, choosing her words carefully, "But the worst of it is over for now," she gave the girl a reassuring pat on the shoulder, "There's no need to worry."

Amelia looked the woman over, "You don't look sick?"

"Well I promised him I wouldn't get sick," Ariana smiled at her, with slight amusement in her voice, "I never break my promises."

"How can you promise that you won't get sick?"

"Now that is a very good question, it would probably depend on the kind of sickness. Which in my case, I was lucky enough not to get it."

"Wow, you are lucky," Amelia remarked.

Ariana laughed quietly, briefly glancing over at her Mate, "Oh, trust me, I've been there," she shook her head and returned to cooking the bacon, "Could you please pass me a plate?" she looked to the girl.

She went over to one of the cupboards, grabbed a plate and dashed back over. Ariana took the plate with a thankful smile and quickly plated the bacon, switched off the cooker, whilst the Doctor fiddled with some spoons, lightly smacking his hand.

"Ow!" he whined in complaint as he dropped the spoons, looking at her with wide confused eyes, "Why did you do that for?"

She sent a stern look his way, "To stop you touching things that don't belong to you when you haven't asked for their permission," she reprimanded lightly, "Now, sit before it goes cold," she pointed to the table.

"Ah, bacon!" he grinned looking down at the bacon.

"Honestly, don't say I have never done anything nice for you," she said now sitting at the table, folding her arms across her chest.

"Oh, really?" he said as she saw a familiar twinkle in his eye, "I can think of quite a few things you have done for me recently."

The Time Lady felt the heat rushing to her cheeks, feeling rather ashamed she had nothing to hide it with, so dropped her voice low enough for only him to hear, "Can we not talk about that when there's a child present in the room, sweetie," she coughed, lightly nodding her head towards the girl, who had now sat opposite from him at the table.

"Ah, yes of course," he cleared out his throat, picked up the knife and fork, cutting into the bacon. Brought it to his mouth beginning to eat it, only moments later for him to spit it out into a napkin, "Bacon?" he scrunched his nose up with a grimace, "That's bacon?" he leant over the table, giving both his Mate and the girl accusing looks, "Are you trying to poison me?"

"I'm seriously considering it," she glared at him.

-Doctor Who-

They next moved onto baked beans, which Ariana insisted cooking, only doing so because she knew her boyfriend would of made the girl do it. She screwed her face up in disgust as she stirred the pot, Alice obviously never had been a fan of them and the dislike has carried on through to her, it was also pretty obvious what Kas was going to do with them.

"Ah, you see," he remarked standing next to her, watching the Time Lady fondly, not seeing the look she sent his way, "Beans," he continued to smile as he sat back at the table.

Ari served some up onto a plate, and placed it before him, "Bon appetite," she sat opposite him with an overly pleasant smile. The Doctor paused for a moment, giving her a rather suspicious look, knowing her better than anyone, that somebody was bound to get slapped when smiling like that, or she knew something was coming, and that she actually felt he might deserve it.

He didn't like the look in her eye, carefully watching her before he took a bite and scooped them into his mouth, only within a few seconds was jumping up and going to spit them out in the sink, "Beans are evil. Bad, bad beans."

The Time Lady rolled her eyes, giving the girl a rather concerned look, "I would of loved to have told you," she shakes her head, "Baked beans are the Voldemort of canned food."

"You could of told me, why didn't you?"

"Like you would of listened," she scoffed, "Beside I cooked them, and thought I little payback would be in order for destroying my book collection," she raised an eyebrow at him, "Now, let's try something simple like bread and butter."

He returned with a broad grin, excitedly clapping his hands together, "Now you're talking!"

The girl got up and ran over to the cupboards, getting some butter, a loaf of bread, butter knife and a plate. She takes out a slice and buttered it, passing it over to the Doctor.

It only just took one bite...for him to spit it out, fold it in half into a sandwich of sorts and charge out the door, throwing the bread and plate outside followed by a crash and cat meowing in the dark, making the girl and Ariana wince, "And stay out!"

"This is gonna be a very long night."

-Doctor Who-

The last thing Ariana never thought she'd put together for him was fish fingers and custard. But if he was happy so was she, smiling at him as he dipped one into the large bowl of custard across the table from her and the girl who are sharing some ice cream. The both of them laughed at him just as he drank from the bowl leaving a custard moustache.

"Funny," the young girl remarked.

"Am I?" he asked.

"She's not wrong," Ariana agreed smiling at him, before taking a bite of ice cream.

"Am I?" He seemed pleased about it, finding the notion of being funny because it meant laughing and that meant he could make others laugh including Ari, made him all warm inside, "Good. Funny's good."

"Better than mister grumpy pants," she gave him a pointed look, thoughts of his previous body made Ari feel a little sad about it, he seemed to of noticed this but she changed tack quickly looking to the girl, "So sweetie, what's your name?" she took another bite of ice cream.

"Amelia Pond."

"Oh, that's a brilliant name," they both smile at her, "Amelia Pond. Like a name in a fairy tale," the Doctor looked about the room, "Are we in Scotland, Amelia?"

"No," Amelia grumbled, forcefully stabbing her ice cream, "We had to move to England. It's rubbish."

"What about your mum and dad?" Ari asked with a frown, glancing up at the ceiling, wondering why they hadn't come down by now, this was rather concerning, "Are they still upstairs? They can't possibly of slept all through the racket we made, or let alone have strangers in their home."

"I don't have a mum and dad. Just an aunt."

"I don't even have an aunt," the Doctor said just to cheer her up.

"You're lucky," Amelia and Ari nodded, before bursting out laughing realising what they had just done, the Time Lady raised her hand and they high five each other, "Now on a more serious note," she continued, "So, where's your aunt right now?"

"She's out."

"And she left you all alone?" both the Time Lords shared a quick look of concern

"I'm not scared," Amelia came back in defence.

"Course, you're not," the Doctor agreed trying to wave off his mates concern, "You're not scared of anything. Box falls out of the sky, man and woman falls out of a box, man eats fish custard," he held out a fish finger, "And look at you, just sitting there," his eyebrow raised, "So you know what we think?"

"What?"

"Must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall."

"So why don't we all go and have a little peak," Ari smiles at Amelia and bopped the girls nose to lighten the mood.