A/N: Sidebar story. Not really relevant. I have the writer's block!!!

Will couldn't sleep. There was something wrong.. Will felt that something was missing, and he didn't know what. It had been something terribly important, but now it was simply gone. Did it happen earlier today? He looked at his watch. (Yesterday, technically.)

Yesterday: He went shopping, went into a café, and while he was there he fought the Dark, chased a cat afterwards, and met a girl named Lexi on the bus ride home…

What was missing from that? Nothing…

Will shook his head, breathing a long sigh. He missed Merriman. He missed the Lady. He missed the Old Ones in their entirety.

He felt… alone.

THUNK!

Will broke from his thoughts and sat up in bed. What was that?

"VROAR, VROAR, VROAR Vro- KTHUM."

Now sure that there was most definetly something out there, Will leapt out of his bed grabbing his robe as he fled his room, running through his house towards the sound.

Will ended up in his front yard, looking out into the street.

There was nothing there. Wait – to his left, on the sidewalk, there were two people walking – no – running right at him.

Rather fast and – BAM!

When Will came to, two figures were standing above him. For a moment he thought they might be angels, but he then he realized that their backs were illuminated by the street light.

"Why did you have to run into him?" a familiar voice was accusing.

"Well, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hit him." The taller one leaned down further.

"'Ello, now. Your awake!" Will sat up quickly, nearly smacking the man in the face, which the man avoided by jerking back.

"Whoa, don't want a concusion and lose some gray cells." The man looked at the girl. "It isn't much fun," he said to her, his face crinkled to a look of dislike. Will shook his head, his senses feeling snuffed again… Like on the bus..

"Lexi." Will said, suddenly recognizing the girl. The Lexi looked at him.

"Will Stanton?" He nodded and took her hand as she offered it, pulling himself up.

"What are you doing here?" Lexi asked him, a slight confused smile on her face.

"I… live here," he said, gesturing to his house. The tall thin man nodded.

"Ah, I see." Since he was now standing up and his head was a bit clearer, Will could see that the man had brown hair that was in a slight spiked style, and he wore a suit with a brown leather duster...

"You're... Lexi's uncle?" Will placed the face... or jacket. The man shot a look Lexi's way, but she just smiled innocently. The man slowly turned back to him.

"Right, yes, I am," he confirmed. Will nodded and was about to ask his name, but noticed that there, in the middle of the street, was the strange blue box from the bus stop.

"What is that?" Will pointed to the box. Lexi and her uncle both looked at it and began to talk at once.

"Well, you know it's," Lexi's uncle stuttered.

"What are you doing out here anyways?" Lexi asked, changing the subject. Will shrugged.

"I heard a noise. I wanted to know what it was."

Lexi's uncle nodded, running his hand through his hair nervously.

"Blimey, someone always hears. Always!" Lexi set a hand on her uncle's shoulder sympathetically, nodding in agreement.

After a few moments of silence, Lexi spoke.

"Okay, awkward. What the frife happens next?" Her uncle looked at her disapprovingly.

"Lexi! Language." Lexi rolled her eyes.

"What, Doc? It's not my fault she translates it to that." Her uncle turned full around to look down at her.

"Yes, but it's still not good that you imply the word to be translated that way!"

Lexi crossed her arms over her chest (which Will now noticed she was wearing a denim jacket and a dark t-shirt with some band logo on it..)

"Well, listen to you! Acting all self-righteous, like you're some kind of freakin' MINISTER from HOME!" Lexi's uncle opened his mouth to reply, but Lexi continued.

"Which, I should mention is GONE." Lexi's uncle recoiled for a moment then took a step forward, it seeming he was taking up all the light.

"I would much prefer if you had some respect..." the man murmured. Lexi just rolled her eyes.

Right now, Will was at a loss for words. One: he had been run into. Two: he awoke to find the girl from the bus and a strange man (her uncle...). Three: they spoke like they were from... a different planet.

Madness, these days. He didn't understand anything, it seemed.

The two had continued arguing while he had been thinking, and it had escalated to how respect for dead things was proper and how cursing wasn't.

Yeah, Will couldn't take it anymore.

"HEY!" Will shouted at the top of his voice. The arguing relatives stopped their quarrel to look at him.

"You two, just STOP IT. I've a headache already, and I don't need this noise!" The two just stared at him for a moment, then back at one another, then to Will again.

"You're absolutely right, Will Stanton!" Lexi's uncle chirped.

"Truce?" he asked, holding out a hand to his niece. Lexi paused, then smiled.

"Truce." She agreed, taking his hand, and giving him a quick hug.

"Sorry," she whispered. The man coughed slightly, the cough sounding almost like a "It's alright,", then turned back to Will.

"Well, then, Will Stanton. It was a pleasure meeting you, but, you know, when you gotta save the world, you gotta save the world." The man had said it with a teasing tone, but his expression was serious, as was Lexi's.

After that serious moment Lexi and her uncle turned around at the same time and started walking the way they had come.

"Wait!" Will caught up to them.

"I know your name," he pointed to Lexi. "But I don't know yours." He looked at Lexi's uncle.

"Right." Her uncle gave a big grin, and, holding his hand out, said,

"I'm the Doctor... John Hale." Lexi stifled a laugh, which Mr. Hale just glared at.

"Now, I'm really sorry to cut thing short, but we really do have to go." The man smiled once more in a friendly way. Lexi copied the smile, hers just as genuine.

"Goodbye, Will Stanton." Lexi said to Will for the second time. The name that this John Hale had given Will had to be fake...

Will was about to say so to him, but the two turned around and disappeared. No, time hadn't stopped. It was more like the duo had moved faster than his eyes could follow, which was impossible...

Will shook his head, his senses becoming clear again. No... still gone. Will shook his head again.

(Madness,) he thought. (Pure madness.)