Hello all! This story will be a collection of one-shots in which The Doctor (9, 10 and 11) will accidentaly bump into the members of Torchwood (Tosh, Gwen, Owen and Ianto) This is my first crossover and I am very excited about it. This first installment features The Ninth Doctor... Enjoy!

Four Times the Doctor Met Torchwood 3

Toshiko Sato

He hadn't known that she was Torchwood. At the time he didn't what Torchwood was. He wasn't sure it would have made a difference. When he heard her scream he jumped into action. When he arrived at the lab all he saw was scared, injured, young woman. He kneeled where she lay on the floor and grasped her hands.

"It's alive," she breathed. "Oh my God, I thought it was dead."

He looked into her eyes. Past the fear and bewilderment, he was surprised to see her calculating. Her mind was spinning at 100 miles per minute, like she had seen this sort of thing before. When he waved a soldier over to protect her he almost smiled at her look of contempt at having to be babysat.

He switched his focus to the alien, which wasn't actually an alien at all. He didn't think of her again until it lay dying. She came running down the hallway as he stroked the dying creature. The stupid ape that shot it had no regret or compassion. The other soldiers just looked disturbed. But not her. Her eyes held the same sadness his did. When the poor thing finally died, she reached out a tentative hand and shut its eyes. They both stood and she snapped at two soldiers to carry it back to the lab. They complied and silently followed him and her to the examining room.

They set the poor thing down and left the room. He glanced at her nametag. Doctor Sato. They set to work, exchanging few words. After a few scans he looked at her.

"It's not alien" he said.

"What?" she asked, startled by the sudden lack of silence.

"It's not an alien," he repeated. Then suspiciously, "You're a doctor, couldn't you tell?"

"I just assumed that's what aliens looked like," she defended. "But you're saying it's an ordinary pig. From earth."

"More like a mermaid," he explained.

She looked at him like he had gone bananas. Hmmm… Bananas are good.

"Victorian Showmen used to draw the crowds by taking the skull of a cat, gluing it to a fish and calling it a mermaid. Now someone's taken a pig, opened up its brain, stuck bits on and they've strapped it in that ship, made it dive-bomb. It must have been terrified," he said darkly. "They've taken this animal and turned it into a joke."

Her brow furrowed as she processed this.

"So, it's a fake. A pretend, like the mermaid. But the technology augmenting its brain… it's like nothing on Earth. It's alien. Aliens are faking aliens. Why would they do that? Doctor?"

But he was already gone. Always gone, never stopping. When earth was saved again, only then did he let himself remember her. Dr. Sato, she said her name was. He went to the TARDIS computer. He began typing.

Doctor Sato. Britain. 21st century. Japanese-British. Female. UNIT. Alien Encounters.

No result.

He furrowed his brow. That couldn't possibly be right. Was she alien? No, he would have been able to tell if she was from another planet. He began taking out key words.

Doctor Sato. Britain. 21st century. Japanese-British. Female. Alien Encounters.

No result.

Doctor Sato. Britain. 21st century. Japanese-British. Female. Aliens.

No result.

Sato. Britain. 21st century. Japanese-British. Female. Aliens.

1 match found.

Toshiko Sato. That's what it said. There wasn't much about her. Born November 19th, 1971, United Kingdom citizen, female, died April 4th, 2008. (Cardiff Alien attack). Age, 37. He blinked. Thirty-seven years old and dead. In a fixed point alien attack that he couldn't prevent. He tried to look up more, but received the same web page.

DENIED ACCESS BY TORCHWOOD.

Before he could think about what this meant, Rose walked into the console room.

"Right then," she grinned. "All settled in. Where to now?"

He did the only thing he could do. He smiled at her and prepared for the next adventure, as Toshiko Sato joined the countless other memories in his head of those that had died before their time. They were all pushed to the corners of his mind. But not forgotten. Oh no, never forgotten.

The Doctor never forgot anything.

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