Thanks to gabriellapetrova1993, Kira440, 78, littlesimmer2 for following/faving my story.

Savethemadscientist: yep being stuck in the TARDIS, for a few months will likely make anyone stir crazy, no matter how amazing the ship is.

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Guest: thanks. I do have a few things up my sleeve for that.

The Doctor had to steady his hand for the nth time as he sketched Imogen. It was as shaky as his heart was racing with the young woman he'd been dreaming about for months sitting across from him. It had been almost three hours since they met and he can still hardly believe it. "There. Done", he said finishing up the final touches to the drawing. Imogen moved over to where he sat and peered at the page.

"Oh my…" she breathed rather struck by the way he'd drawn her. She wasn't even sure he had drawn her. The person on the page seemed to be very beautiful, not at all like herself.

"Do you like it?" the Doctor asked.

"I…I think you've made me far too beautiful", Imogen admitted.

"That's how I see you Miss Keiran", the Doctor told her.

"Please John how many times have I told you may call me Imogen", Imogen reminded him.

"At least once more, Miss Keiran"

Imogen touched his hand "You may call me Imogen, John", she said, repeating her words from earlier.

"Ok, Imogen", the Doctor said. He reached up and stroked the side of her hair, his eyes flickering to her lips. He wondered what it would be like to kiss her. Yes, he or rather the man he'd dreamt of being…the Doctor…had kissed her in his dreams. But what would it be like to actually do the deed. He leant forward and softly pressed his lips against hers. "Miss Keiran…" the Doctor started as he pulled away.

"Imogen", the violet eyed girl gently reminded him and the disguised Time Lord let out a laugh.

"Imogen", he corrected "I uh…" he trailed off not really knowing the words to describe what he was feeling right now. Instead he opted to kiss Imogen again. Suddenly door is flung open and Martha entered, causing the pair to break apart.

"Martha, what have I told you about entering unannounced?" the Doctor all but scolded the black skinned woman. Martha quickly hurried out of the room, pulling the door closed. "Sorry about her", he said apologetically to Imogen.

"That's quite alright", Imogen assured him "I should make sure she's ok. I'm sure she's shocked by what just happened". Without waiting for a reply, she hopped up from the sofa and left the room. She didn't have to go very far as Martha was still lingering outside the room.

"What are you doing here?" the woman whispered. Imogen walked past her and gestured for Martha to follow.

"It wasn't planned, believe me", Imogen told her quietly "I was just taking a walk in the village where he happened to see me save a mother and her child from being crushed by a piano. I tried to get away but then he saved my life".

"And that leads to you two kissing?" Martha asked.

"That wasn't planned either. It just…happened", Imogen admitted "and its too late for me to go back to the TARDIS as I've accepted his offer to the dance tonight".

"And what if the Family show up?" Martha asked "should we open the watch?"

"No", Imogen replied.

"But the Doctor's message…"

"No Martha", Imogen repeated, more firmly this time "if the Family finds us, I'll deal with them. Let the Doctor stay John Smith for as long as possible".

"How are you going to deal with them?" Martha queried.

"I'll do a thing", Imogen answered.

Martha raised her eyebrows "a thing? Care to be more specific?"

"I'm afraid I can't. Most likely going to be making it up as I go", Imogen confessed. Martha chuckled at that.

"Let me know if there's anything I can do to help with the 'thing'", Martha said.

"Don't worry, I will", Imogen promised. She glanced back toward the Doctor's room "I better get back to him. See you tonight at the dance", she added. Martha nodded and watched as the brunette headed back to the Doctor.


Imogen turned this way and that, checking out her reflection in the mirror and nodded. Yep, she looked good. "You look nice", Naiyah remarked making the brunette turn around.

"Thanks", Imogen said.

"You'll need to be really careful tonight Imogen. The Family is here", Naiyah said in a warning tone.

"Don't worry, I will be", Imogen assured her "they're not getting anywhere near the Doctor".

"Its not him I'm worried about. It's you", Naiyah told her "why do you think you had to stay in the TARDIS this whole time?"

"The Family have very good senses. They'd 'sniff' out that I'm different…more like the Doctor", Imogen replied "but I'm human so irrespective of what they'd smell, there's no way I could give them what they want".

"Actually…they have ways. And what they could get from you is more powerful than the Doctor's essence", Naiyah said.

"Because of my link to you?" Imogen asked.

The Time Lady nodded "exactly", she confirmed.

"Well, whatever they think they can get from me, they're not going to get without a fight", Imogen said.

The Time Lady laughed "That I don't doubt", she said "but be careful all the same. The Family is still dangerous".

"Noted", Imogen said "and again, I will be careful" she adjusted the locket around her neck "right, I better get to the school before John decides to go look for me".

"Have fun but…"

"Be careful. I know", Imogen gave the Time Lady a smile before the left the TARDIS.

~Doctor's study~

The Doctor was rather taken aback by how beautiful Imogen looked. "You look…amazing", he breathed.

Imogen smiled at his compliment "thank you", she said and stepped inside the room "and you look very handsome".

The Doctor returned her smile "Thanks", he said.

"I'm just curious, can you dance?" the brunette asked. She knew that the Time Lord could dance but she wasn't sure about the human version.

The Doctor mused over her question "um…I'm not certain", he admitted "though I am certain about one thing".

"And what's that?" Imogen queried, though she had a good idea what that 'one thing' is.

The Doctor took her hands "you", he replied. He leant in to kiss her when Imogen's eyes widened as a 'feeling' came over her, the first one she'd had in two months. "Whats wrong?" he asked as she pulled her hands out of his.

"I gotta go", Imogen said. She turned to the door when it was flung open and a rather breathless Martha entered.

"They've found us", she panted.