Sorry I might be a while with some other chapters for this and my other story. Enjoy and please review!

"How about a planet made entirely of beaches? Quite small, nice people, monkeys too! A lot like yours but speak 20 different languages…"

The doctor was off on another of his rambles running all over the TARDIS like a madman while Amy Pond and Rory Williams sat back too dazed from their last visit to a planet covered in giant wasps to listen to the strange man.

"Or what about 1979, great year, can get it wrong though. There was this time –"

But the Doctor was cut off. Where he had been standing facing the TARDIS screen, his eye caught a small red light buzzing in the corner of the screen. He leant closer frowning.

"Why are you beeping? You're not supposed to do that," he murmured tapping the light. Amy and Rory were at his side by this time.

"Doctor what is it? Something following us?" Amy glanced at the Doctor, excitement lining her voice. He ignored them both.

"You haven't done that since…"

The Doctor froze. It dawned on him.

"No…"

"No? Doctor, what?" The Doctor was totally oblivious to Amy's protests as he suddenly jumped up and raced back and forth pulling switches and twisting levers, Amy and Rory both alarmed and staring after him as he ran like a lunatic up and down the levels of the time machine before finally coming back to the screen and started furiously typing too fast to see scanning the screen.

"Doctor! What. Is. Going. On!" Amy practically screamed in the Doctor's ear. Finally the screen stopped buzzing and the trio were met with a bird's eye view of what looked like a pretty ordinary looking street.

"221B…Baker Street?" Rory read out turning to the Doctor questioningly. The Doctor kept staring at the screen his eyes wide.

"It can't…how could you possibly…" he trailed off and turned to look at his two seriously confused companions. He quickly looked away and started tapping on the typewriter, one of the many instruments of the control panel, not so swiftly and started pulling certain controls.

"Now you two…how about a trip to London?"

So it's not the Doctor! Then who is it? The Master…or someone else? I've decided where my story is going now and will hopefully post more regularly. Thank you!