Leanne started shaking a bit at the Doctor's words. This Doctor fellow's attitude had done a complete 180. She felt something was wrong...and well this just proved it didn't it? "O-okay." She stuttered for a second before taking a deep breath and turning to run away.

It was too late. The Doctor had not told her to go on time. He should have. Actually, he should never have involved her in the first place. But he was so used to having someone with him...dragging her along had seemed so natural. And now, he had put another human's life in danger, for they were circled by a bunch of thugs with ray guns. The Doctor held up his hands in surrender, with a grin that was more worry than cheer. "I suggest you do the same" he said to Leanne through gritted teeth.

Leanne froze and emulated the Doctor, her eyes wide behind her glasses. She backed up slightly until she bumped into the Doctor. Her whole body was shaking with fear. Was this some kind of gang? Escaped convicts? This is why I avoid downtown she moaned inside her head. She was always afraid such a scenario would occur. Unsure what to do, Leanne simply stood there shaking waiting for demands...and hoping the most they wanted was her wallet.

"So" said the Doctor "I'm the Doctor. Who are you then?"

"You will be silent" Hissed one of them.

"Really? You Will Be Silent? I personally don't think that title fits you, especially since you just spoke. Now Tiny Spacemen in Jumpers, that's what I would call you. Or maybe-"

"I said SILENT!" The same one hissed angrily.

"Yep, zip, mum's the word." The Doctor pinched his fingers together in front of his lips and made a zipping gesture.

Leanne looked over at the doctor with fear in her eyes. Does he have a plan? He must, or why else would he be egging these thugs on? Afraid to speak, tears began to form in her eyes as she attempted to suppress a crying fit. Way to act brave Leanne, she mentally kicked herself.

The aliens, in the meantime, were making their circle closer. "Why are you following us?" the leader-well, he had to be the leader, since he was the only one who had spoken the whole time-asked the Doctor.

"Mmmph mm Mphm MPHHHH" the Doctor pointed to his lips.

"You may speak when addressed"

The Doctor made an unzipping gesture. "Ah thank you. By the way, what is this WE, you are going on about? I was only following one of you. And really though, it is because you smelled. The one of you. Well, come to think of it now, the whole lot of you stinks. What is that smell I wonder, a new shampoo? I can't really place it..." While prattling on, the Doctor shifted his eyes around trying to find some means of escape.

"Please, can we just go?" Leanne finally managed to whisper to the Doctor. "I'm not even supposed to be here. I should be sorting mail and listening to people bitch about postage prices." She still felt as though she was going to cry, and was trying very hard not to.

"Working on it" said the Doctor, still smiling. He had been working on it. The Doctor flung his right arm out, his sonic screwdriver like some wacked extension of his hand, and beamed it at the ladder that was hanging from fire escape stairs. It fell, pinning down one of the smelly creatures. The Doctor pushed Leanne ahead and shouted "Run!"

The command startled the girl, but her feet were moving before her brain actually registered what the Doctor had said. She broke out into a run. She had never been a fast runner and found herself quickly tired but she was too scared to stop, and only dared a glance over her shoulders to see if the Doctor was following her.

Of course the Doctor was running, though he was pacing himself so that he was between Leanne and the pursing-whatever they are. There was a sudden bzzzio, and the Doctor felt his hair ripple as a shot went over his head. "Oi, careful mate, that's my hair you almost singed!" He pointed his screwdriver over his shoulder, and blasted shots. As he had hoped, the guns had no anti sonic technology and were thus rendered useless. "Did I mention I also HATE GUNS?" He quickened his step and caught up to Leanne. "We need to jump a bus and get back to your work!"

Leanne had her tears escape to run freely down her face, which was now bright red. The Doctor didn't notice, as he was making sure the now gun-less things had stopped following them. "No... Kidding." She said to him between labored breaths. In her head she was crying I want to go home over and over again. The sounds of the guns had made her cringe and her heart was pounding far too fast to be health. But she managed not to die before reaching the other side of the street, nearly tripping over her feet as she screeched to a halt at the bus stop.

Again with pure luck there was a bus there. And again, it trundled along as though the Doctor had nothing better to do. He heard a small sob beside him, and it was then he noticed that Leanne had tear tracks down her cheeks, and her eyes were a bit red. "Erm, I suppose you don't see this much every day?" he asked her gently, feeling guilty he had not noticed her distress until now. Since when did I become such a cad?

Rubbing her eyes, Leanne nodded back. "I get a little nervous just looking at a pair of scissors...never mind being chased by thugs. I knew we had gangs in this town but I've never seen any before." She buried her head into her hands. "I knew there was a reason I don't go out much." She paused, raising her head slightly to look at the Doctor. "? Wait, you said they weren't human. So then what...what were those things?" Leanne asked. Then she shook her head vigorously. "Am I dreaming? Honestly, this wouldn't be the weirdest dream I've ever had."

"And this wouldn't be the weirdest day I've ever had." Replied the Doctor. He chewed his lower lip "And yeahhh, they aren't human. On the upside that means that they are not a local gang. Well, depending on what you would define as 'local' of course. And I know that that might have been a scary experience, but you have got to tell me it's more exciting than staying home on a Friday night?"

Leanne gave a small laugh at that as she continued to rub her eyes. "I sometimes defeat 90 monsters, travel to far off lands, and save the world in a Friday night." She sighed. "Mind you only with a video game controller in my hand." She tried to quip, despite still sounding a little shaken up.

The Doctor gave a small smile. "Well, I will have this lot sorted out soon. You know, I've never liked the way video games worked. Too much killing". Finally, the bus pulled up to their stop, and the Doctor leapt, starting to make his way to the TARDIS.

Leanne ducked out and followed the Doctor for a minute more glancing at her watch. "Five o'clock..." She muttered. "Look I need to head out soon, my mom will be worried If I don't get back and-" She paused as she looked at the large wooden blue box standing in her path, bold white letters across the top reading Police Public Call Box. She tilted her head slightly and stared at it. "What on earth is that thing?"

The Doctor took out his key to the TARDIS, unlocked it, and went inside, closing the doors behind him, cutting off Leanne. She could go home, back to her life. Back to safety. That seemed to be what she wanted, and he didn't need anyone. Really, he…he sigh opened the door again, and poked his head out. "So Leanne, here is the deal. You can go back home, to your video games, and your same old routine. OR, you can come inside an odd blue box with an odd man. Your choice". The Doctor popped back inside, closed the door, and waited.