She had been on the Tardis for five days already since Satan's Pit. She and Rose went on their promised spa day and it was the most relaxed Chris had been in the last month. Chris talked a lot with Rain about her previous trips and also theories on why she had been pulled to this specific universe.

Rain's favorite theory was that she was meant to change something from the way the show in her universe had been. Chris' theory was that she was actually a time lady that had been trapped in another universe. Chris' theory was obviously not true considering she was still human.

Well she hoped she was.

When Chris found her room she hadn't been able to stop crying for a solid thirty minutes. The Doctor had tried to comfort her however she had locked him out of the room. It was an exact replica of the room she had at her dad's house. Cream colored walls covered in posters and paintings. Various rugs decorated a dark hardwood floor. There was a door into a separate bathroom that had the same beach theme that Chris' mom had loved, she had replicated that theme when she was thirteen.

The part that had really made her cry was the small red bookshelf that sat to the left her queen sized bed. On the shelf was not only the photo album that contained all the photos she had of her family, there was a new photo album as well.

It was after her fifth time looking through the photo album that Chris found the manual. It was a set of instructions on how to make a camera using her sonic. The instructions looked used but Chris just figured that it was because a future her had left them there.

Without further thought, Chris grabbed the manual and her bag and left her room to find the workshop that she knew the TARDIS had. She was surprised when she didn't enter the hallway after leaving her room but instead entered directly into the workshop.

"Thanks, Sexy," Chris said with a small smile before getting to work.

She had fallen asleep at the bench shortly after finishing the camera. Chris had no clue how long she had been there but seeing the camera, a replica of the canon she had had at home, made the crick in her neck more than worth it.

She grabbed her camera and bag and left the workshop to find herself back in her room. After a quick shower and a change of clothes into a red button up, black jeans, and a pair of converse, Chris went off in search of The Doctor.

A few minutes later Chris found Rose and The Doctor talking over a cup of tea in the control room. Chris placed her things on the floor before sneaking up behind the two.

"Good morning," she sang as she clapped the two on the shoulders, causing the pair to jump in surprise.

"Chris!" Rose said cheerfully, jumping up to give the older woman a hug. "Where've you been?"

"Making this," Chris said as she went back to grab her camera. She quickly shot a picture of the Time Lord and his companion before walking back to them. "There was a manual in my room so I decided to make it."

The Doctor hadn't spoken yet, he'd just been staring at Chris in slight shock.

"What?" Chris asked, "do I have food on my face? That always happens when I eat I can't control it."

The Doctor shook his head, "no sorry, it's just strange seeing you with your hair down."

"Is it?" Chris asked, The Doctor and Rose nodded, "I guess I do wear it up more often than not.

"Yeah," The Doctor agreed before shaking his head again, "Anyways, what do you want to do today?"

"Eat breakfast, for starters," Chris said cheerfully, the other two exchanged a look. "What?"

"It's the afternoon," Rose said.

"It's morning somewhere, I just woke up, and I want French toast," Chris argued, "how do you even know it's afternoon?"

Rose pointed up to a wall that held nearly fifty clocks. Chris reads all the places that the clocks are for and lets out a laugh, the clocks are all personalized with companion names, places, and years.

"Who made those?" Chris asked and was surprised to find the two pointing at her. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, back when he was bald," Rose teased with a cheeky grin.

The Doctor's hand flew to his hair, messing it up even more than it already was, "I wasn't bald."

"I haven't even met that you, yet," Chris said with a small frown, "I look forward to it."

She completely missed the look of guilt that crossed The Doctor's face as she turned and went off in search of the kitchen. Rose, however, did not, and gave him a small smile.

"She forgave you already," Rose reminded, "she'll always forgive you."

The Doctor gave Rose a grateful smile before following after Chris, asking her to make him banana pancakes. Rose followed with a fond shake of her head.

"French toast isn't even French, Chris. Why do you like it so much?" The Doctor asked as he watched Chris flop yet another piece of the eggy bread onto the plate in front of her. He could have sworn she had already eaten an entire loaf of the food.

"It's good, okay," Chris said defensively, "you've got your food obsessions and I've got mine now bug off."

"Touchy, touchy," The Doctor laughed. The two of them were now alone in the kitchen as Rose had gone off in search of the pool room to relax a little bit before going to bed.

"Hush, you," Chris said brandishing her fork at the Time Lord.

"Can I ask you a question?" The Doctor requested of her after only a moment of silence.

"You just did but shoot away Doc," Chris said with a cheeky smile.

"Where are you from?" He had been wondering that for awhile. He knew it wasn't fair to ask such a young Chris but he just needed to know.

"What do you know about me, Doctor?" Chris asked after a moment, her expression serious.

"I know that you jump around my personal timeline for some reason and have for a long time. I know you can't tell me everything, like how you know the things you know, but I'd like to at least know where you're from." The Doctor smiled, " you know so much about me, it's only fair."

"I'm from America, I've lived in several different places. The most recent was a little town in Washington near Seattle, which is where I went through high school." Chris told him, choosing her words carefully, "I'm not sure how much more I can tell you, Doctor, I don't know when you find out the rest. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize," The Doctor said with a gentle smile, "thanks for telling me."

"Anytime I can I will," Chris promised with a smile, "even when I can't I'll try."

"Thank you."

It was then that Chris was pulled away from the TARDIS, off to start another adventure.