Vixen sat in the TARDIS alone, the only thing on her mind being the death of her two friends. She couldn't get her thoughts away from the last fleeting moment when the monster's huge bloody jaws enclosed around the two girls. Tears dripped onto Vixen's lap, wishing that she was back at home or shopping with her friends. The doors of the TARDIS suddenly opened, and the Doctor walked in. He walked up to the dial board and began to talk quickly to Vixen, but acting as though she wasn't in the room.

"I checked on the surroundings, we've landed in London, same place as before, but its the year 3057. We'll be -"

"WHAT?!" Vixen shrieked, suddenly at the Doctor's side, "3057?!"

The Doctor sighed, "The TARDIS is a spaceship and it can kind of... travel in time..."

"I don't believe you!" Vixen snapped harshly, "This is just some horrible joke you've played on me! TAKE ME BACK!!!"

She screamed her last words and ended them on a sob and a slap around the Doctor's face. He reeled back and rubbed the red patch on his cheek, muttering something about 'women' and 'slapping'.

"I can't take you back, Vixen! Those monsters will-"

"I DON'T CARE! I'M LEAVING NOW!" Vixen shrieked, her voice shaking the whole TARDIS.

She turned away and picked up her schoolbag. She rushed straight to the door and then seemed to speak to the door, "Thanks for saving my life, but frankly, you're just an idiot." and with that, she opened the door, walked out and slammed it behind her, leaving the Doctor looking slightly amused. She didn't last very long outside. She ran back inside, screaming. She slid down the door, curled up into a little ball and started howling.

"I... I- j-just want t-to go back h-home..." She wailed between sobs.

The Doctor walked over to her and put his arm around her shoulders. Vixen hesitated for a bit and then threw herself into his shoulders, sobbing harder than ever. The Doctor stood them both up and supported Vixen as he walked them both over to the chairs. He sat Vixen down and looked her straight in the eyes. Vixen looked straight back at him, her eyes boring into his. She suddenly got an image in the wide brown irises... A black hole... swirling colours drawing Vixen closer and closer... She absentmindedly leaned forward and looked deeper into the eyes that held such secrets... ... ... and before she knew what was happening, her lips had met the Doctor's, and the eyes that had been once so colourful had exploded in colour, almost throbbing with energy.

The Doctor stood up and took Vixen's hand in his. He looked at her like he would to a lover, and he led her outside of the TARDIS. Vixen took a deep breath as she stepped outside of the comfort of the TARDIS, and closed her eyes. She felt her heart pounding against her chest, and as she opened them - her heart skipped a beat. The sky was still the same beautiful forget-me-not blue, but now it was hardly visible for the amount of vehicles hovering above, layering the sky in a blanket of cars. Vixen gasped and almost dared to take a step backwards, but the grip of the Doctor's hand on hers had rooted her to the spot. The Doctor shook her hand and then led her a few steps away from the TARDIS. The buildings towered above them, large tubes running over the whole city. People were being pushed through the tubes, like a new form of transport for the future. Vixen now had no choice but to believe the Doctor once and for all.

"I don't get it..." She whispered.

The Doctor shook her hand again and walked her a few steps forward, now exposing them in a strong beam of sunlight coming from the burning sun above. The Doctor turned to face her and spoke sincerely.

"I'm so sorry about your friends..." He said, "I can't take you back now, not until the monsters leave."

"What were they?" Vixen asked, feeling more confident.

"Refasvolite," The Doctor said, "They come from another galaxy, and they feed off blood."

Vixen pulled a face, "What, like vampires?"

"Well..." The Doctor swallowed, "Not technically, no. But similar to them. They'll drink any blood, but they thrive mostly off human blood. Yours, specifically."