The Doctor walked around the strange stand and up to a large plinth that stood in the middle of the strange room. It was pretty big and circular, supporting what looked like a plastic tube sticking up out of the middle. He walked around the back of it and began to flick a few switches. Vixen walked up to the Doctor and asked more questions, her voice trembling with anger.

"What do you mean, saving my life? And why is this place so big?!"

The Doctor sighed and finally looked straight into Vixen's eyes. Vixen took a step backwards. She looked back to the Doctor and her eyes met his. She looked deep into the brown irises and then whispered something before he could answer.

"Give me your hand," She said quietly.

Before the Doctor could protest, her own hand lashed out and picked up his. Without looking away from the Doctor's eyes, she found the energy line in the Doctor's palm and pressed her finger to it. She let out a high pitched squeal and yanked her hand back as though it had been burnt.

This man has far too much energy than possible... Vixen thought dangerously.

She looked at the Doctor's outstretched palm and then back into his eyes. The Doctor looked away and started flicking more switches on the dial board. Vixen gave up and sat down on a chair. She waited in silence as the Doctor organised himself. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks, still blackened by the mascara. She let out a sigh and her voice broke slightly. The Doctor heard and looked at her. He stopped at the dial board and walked over to her.

He sat down in the chair next to her and started to speak.

"I'm the Doctor, and I'm a Time Lord," He said, "You're in the TARDIS, and this is my Space... Ship."

He ended his sentence on such an uncertain tone that Vixen couldn't help but giggle. The Doctor's face broke out into a small smile, and he continued to explain.

"I know that it would seem to be impossible, but yeah, the TARDIS is bigger on the inside. It used to be able to change shape to camouflage, but it somehow got stuck on the Police Office Box, so that's what it always is."

Vixen's laughed again and she looked up, the tears drying.

"What do you mean by a 'Time Lord'?" She asked.

"I'm not exactly... human," The Doctor said, somewhat rushing his words. Vixen's eyes widened and her eyebrow's raised. The Doctor smiled at her and said, "No, I'm not taking over earth. There's only one of me left,"

Vixen understood. He was the last of his race, a lone traveller. She suddenly felt for the strange man and she couldn't help but murmur, "Sorry..."

The Doctor smiled at her and stood up. Vixen stood up as well and followed him around the spaceship.

"So, why exactly did you kidnap me?" Vixen asked curiously, wiping the mascara trail off her cheeks.

"Because those creatures were coming after you, not your friends." The Doctor said, "I'm sorry, Vixen."

"How did you know my-"

Vixen screamed loudly. The TARDIS began to shake and rock, tossing the Doctor and Vixen off their feet. Vixen screamed loudly as she was rammed into the dial board. A rumbling snarl came form outside, and the TARDIS was suddenly tipped the other way around. The beasts were outside, tossing the TARDIS to and fro. The Doctor clung on to the dial board, and he began to flick more switches with his hands and feet. Vixen felt the urge to laugh, but the TARDIS was rocked again, and finally, the Doctor had finished and he pulled one large lever. A loud whirring noise filled the room. The strange tube in the middle of the ship began to light up in time with the whirring. Vixen looked at the Doctor, who was smiling maniacally, halfway between joyous and psychotic. The TARDIS started to quiver, the monster's roaring fading away slowly... ... ...