Oh sorry I haven't posted in forever! I had some Midterms and stuff to do, I have been so busy lately. I am in Robotics now and things are getting really hectic. I am a new programing genius. Anyway, thanks all of you! Keep reading! Writing this was very entertaining!

Title: There and Back Again

Word Count: 799

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Son of Whitebeard

SciFiGeek14

FlowerJuice123

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Scene Eight

Two minutes had passed, he hadn't moved an inch. "He's dead." Was all he managed to say. " I watched him die, he was in my arms that day. He, no, you. This is impossible." I could tell he was distraught by this news.

"He's dead? Are you saying he came back to life?" I gawked, disbelieving such a theory. The Doctor held his fore head with his hands, then ran a hand through his hair in thought, messing it up a bit.

"I don't know, the real question is why he's with a Judoon." He crossed his arms. "I can't intervene." He stopped for a moment. Then looked across the room at an X-ray, something I didn't notice before. I turned to look at it but for some reason he blocked my view of it. "We better get out of here, we don't want to get into more trouble." I nodded, getting up from the chair, everything was much more wobbly than I remembered. I took one step and involuntarily stumbled, tripping. I was saved from falling when the Doctor caught my arm just in time.

"Izie, you okay?." He laughed, with one arm around my shoulders to support my balance.

"Thanks." I replied, rolling my eyes. Saxon only drugged me, it probably wasn't out of my system just yet.

We walked all the way to the TADRIS. There was this feeling that I had. We walked into the TARDIS, somehow the ship knew something serious had happened. I thought that we were going to stop in the main room. But instead he walked me back into the hallway, we went straight up a small stairway and down another hallway. He opened a door and walked me in.

It was a bed room. There was a nice queen sized bed, with dark red sheets, a dark red quilt, the pillows a nice cream color that matched the cream colored walls. I thought it was the best bedroom I had ever seen. There was a brown lamp stand next to the bed on it was a brilliant little lamp with a red shade.

"This is your room." He told me. "You should get some sleep." Before I could refuse, a yawn came out of me. "You had quite a day, you need some rest." He let my shoulders go, and I climbed into bed. Covering myself in the sheets. "My room is across the hall. If you need something I am going to be close by." I nodded shutting my eyes. He left closing the door behind him, the lights turned off on their own. I drifted off to dream.

-The Doctor-

He entered his room, he sat on the bed. Sleeping wasn't what he had in mind. There was something else going on. What he had seen and heard today. It just wasn't possible. His mind drifter off to when he was listening to her heart beat. There was two heart beats, meaning she had one heart. The X-ray had two hearts both seemed to be beating with each other. He mulled it over, it didn't make any sense to him.

He thought back to the Master. The Master who was eager to rule the universe, destroy the human race and most of all cause the Doctor pain. Pain beyond measure because a certain situation got out of control and his wife was killed. The Doctor watched, he didn't, couldn't, do anything at that moment. It was the Daleks, he remembered someone else being there with him that day. A chill shot down his spine as he thought about it.

He didn't want to think about the war on Gallifrey, he didn't want to sleep. What he ought to be doing is finding out more about Izie, she was in his past. Those two memories that seemed to have sprung out of nowhere, and the mind connection. They didn't make any sense.

Nothing was adding up, he decided to go to the main room. The sound of the TARDIS was enough to calm him down.

-Mean while-

"Don't you remember me?" The voice swirled around in my head. "You've seen me before, think." It was Harold Saxon. He was stuck in my mind and that ridiculous drum beat sent shivers down my spine, I don't know how long it had been. When I shot out of bed, he was standing there, the Doctor that is. He had a smile on his face. It was like he knew the exact moment I would wake up.

"I just found the perfect place to go, Com'on." I nodded with a yawn, stretching my arms. He walked out of the room toward the main room. I followed, wondering what sort of trouble we were going to find on this time.

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