A/N Well it's that time again. I know this is a bit short compared to other ones but I'm still working on the second part.

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Two screams made me jump out my bed and run to the source of the distress, which was the Doctor's room coincidentally. I heard a muffled argument inside.

I knocked on the door. "Doctor? Is everything alright?" I shouted through the door knowing full well what's happened.

He begins to splutter incoherent sounds. I swear I heard few Gallifreyan curses mixed in English ones as well. "Yeah, yeah. Just—just fine…"

"Okay," as I was about to leave I turn back to torment him and Donna. "Doctor?"

"Yes Guardian?" he responded shakily and few hushed whispers with Donna, I'm guessing.

"Well, I was looking for Donna and I didn't find her in her room, because I heard two screams. One was distinctly yours and then the other distinctly hers. Have you seen her by any chance?" I smirked.

Pause button. Yes, I found one on the TARDIS. Pretty cool device, except when you forget to press play and things don't work properly. Anyway, back to the point. You might be wondering what's happened, Invisible-Person-In-My-Head. We'll let's just say a few cups of tea and some tablets, untraceable even to Time Lord senses, were involved.

After that exhausting day at the Oodsphere, I just needed a cup of tea. Okay, I meant the whole kettle. I had the TARDIS blare "Old Time Rock n' Roll" by Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band in the kitchen. I was doing the dance scene in "Risky Business" because, well, there was nothing else to do. I had on boxer-briefs, the purple fitted dress shirt that was semi-unbuttoned with nothing underneath, and black dress socks. Yes, I know it was white calve socks, but that's what I had on.

I was so into making tea and dancing to the music that I didn't hear the other two passengers watching until one of them sneezed. I swiftly turned around. I was caught red handed, but instead of making a scene, I just went with the flow.

"Sweetie, can you turn off the music?" I asked the TARDIS and the music turned off abruptly.

"Hey, guys!" I chirped to both them.

"That's not even fair," Donna pointed accusingly.

I laughed. "What? What isn't fair?"

She gestured vaguely on my body. "That."

I made my tea and sat in one of the stools at the island counter. "Ooohh… 'That.' Right… I'll get on it as soon as possible. Just to be sure though, can you be more specific of what 'that' is?" I smirked.

"Your body, is that actually real?" she asked exasperatedly. "I mean that's just not fair."

I laughed even harder. "Last time I checked, this is real. At least I hope it is and I'm not just some non-corporeal being with a weird fascination with Time Lords and ginger humans… Anyway, what can I do you for?"

The Doctor cleared his throat. "Well, it was that scene with Solana…"

I took a small sip of my tea and sighed. "Yeah sorry 'bout that, I usually give people a chance. I really do," I paused to take another sip. "I mean I do try to find the good in people, I swear. But I already knew she was going to hide behind a façade, denying that there isn't anything wrong with treating those Ood like cattle…"

There small pause and they looked at each locked into a silent conversation. I sat there drinking my tea peering over the cup to see when the 'married couple' was done 'discussing.' Then they finally looked back at me. I set the mug down seeing as I finished it while they were playing domestics on the other side of the counter.

"Okay… I'm sensing that wasn't the problem…" I mused looking at the both of them. "Can one of you two elaborate?"

"Well, it was when your voice was eerily calm, which creeped the hell out me by the way," Donna blurted out. "Your eyes were glowing bright gold."

My eyebrows furrowed. So they saw that, huh? Oops... I'll play dumb to see where this goes. I know cruel and usual punishment, but I never did see what was so scary about it.

"My eyes did what now?" I asked calmly.

"Well, they were glowing. Very brightly and your voice sounded—" the Doctor responded this time.

"Deeper. Not humanoid. Slightly ethereal," Donna supplied with an uneasy smile.

"Yeah, that's the word," the Doctor agreed shifting uncomfortably.

I flicked my gaze to just the Doctor and gave him my best scrutinizing stare. They probably saw my eyes flicker because they both flinched then relaxed, but not by a whole lot.

"Have you seen it do that before, Doctor?" I asked without a trace of emotion.

"Yes, actually," the Doctor visibly gulped.

Am I that scary? What happened to the carefree blithering idiot best friend? Probably should stop now. I'm starting to scare me. Don't want what the Daleks and a myriad of different enemies called me to actually come out…

It won't be fun for either party. I suppressed a shudder just thinking about it.

I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose not in agitation, but to sell the whole 'act.' "Why didn't you or any of the Deca tell me?" I growled without even opening my eyes.

"Well, we thought it would just bring it out and it actually scared the Master whenever you did the eye glow-y thing," he rambled to explain, quite poorly. "And that's saying something considering he's tad bit insane…"

I took a deep breath while inside my head I was having the biggest giggle fit I've had in a while, I probably shouldn't be, considering the two people in front of me are radiating waves of panic. It took a little more concentration than I've had to in the past. Although, to the outside company it looked like I was in pain or agony from the way my face was cast down and my eyebrows knitted together. Plus, I haven't opened my eyes yet, which was probably disconcerting.

"You 'kay there, Timeboy?" Donna asked tentatively, breaking the silence. Ha. The Silence.

I blew out a sharp exhale and finally looked up with a stoic mask.

"I'm fine, not okay. Just fine," I answered and added a gentle smile. "I made tea, so help yourselves. I'll be in the Zero Room if anyone needs me."

I immediately left before they could speak again. Little did they know that I laced their tea with two tablets that left the takers' inhibitions greatly reduced. I was getting desperate, so sue me. And the TARDIS even supplied it for me, which was odd. But I'm not going to look the gift horse in the mouth.

I went to the Zero Room to sift through my thoughts, emotions, and a few memories that had been filtering through the last few days and had the TARDIS deadlock the door until the coast was clear and I'm able to get back to my own room.

I had so much spare time and I was starting to get bored. A bored Time Lord is a dangerous one. I showered and put on a fresh fitted black two-piece suit with the vest and trousers. I had on a red silk skinny tie, black dress loafers, and a Belstaff 'Milford style' coat. So, I piloted the TARDIS and even used the stabilizers. I know! Crazy!

I went to planet after planet just looking for trouble. But nothing. Not even a revolution to kick-start. It's as if the universe decided to play a stupid mind-game. When we don't want trouble, it finds us anyway. But when we come looking for it, it disappears.

Suddenly a brainwave, I put in the coordinates and start pulling levers, pushing buttons, and twisting a few knobs until I finally landed where I wanted to be.

"Should I really be doing this?" I pondered out loud.

'You're the one who thought it was a good a idea,' the TARDIS responded.

"Yeah, well… You're the pan-dimensional being, why didn't you stop me?" I groaned.

'Well, it is going to be the first time you meet her,' the TARDIS reasoned.

Needless to say, the respiratory bypass almost decided not to work and it took me a few moments to finally get to breathing again.

"What?" I yelped.

'Just go out there and stop being a chicken!'

I started walking towards the door. "Alright, alright. No need to get pushy."

I finally made it out of the threshold and into the dark and stormy night. My hearts were thumping, I felt like they were about burst out of my chest. Why am I so nervous? Oh right, because she can probably disarm me with that sexy smile and make me a blithering idiot.

I found a computer terminal to find which building and 'department' she was in: Building D, Cell Block W, cell number 11.

I was walking down the corridor, getting nearer and nearer. My palms were getting very sweaty. I've faced monsters that made mere mortals run, saved the universe a few times, and I've even laughed at the face of Death. What the hell is wrong with me?

At last, I faced the cell and there she was, grinning like a cat got the canary.

I gulped.

"Hello, Sweetie."

Dun, dun, dun. I wonder who that is? Does this mean we get to meet the Eleventh Doctor? Who knows, review or PM any ideas.

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