"First stop!" The Doctor called, and we were slammed to a stop without warning. I took a few deep breaths to calm my nerves, and eased my fingers from gripping the railings. "Need a license for this thing," I mumbled, and he opened the door with a look aimed my way.

"Sorry, sorry, i didn't mean to insult your driving skills-"

"Thing?! Thing?! She's sensitive!"

"Her or you?"

With another look, he pushed the door open with his unpocketed hand, and a bright light invaded my vision, though it didn't hurt. It wasn't fire, or even sunlight. The pale white glow, ever becoming as dim as an after image, showed a melancholy expression newly settled on the Doctor's face.

"Where are we? Is this...?"

I had images of this beautiful white light becoming flames, and it was heartbreaking. A race that lived on such a place was going to be nearly completely eliminated...

"No. You're in the past."

My eyes widened before that even registered. He smiled a cocky smile in approval. "Told ya."

"Impossible."

He leaned back slightly, and his lips opened as though another rant was about to pour from his lips like water from a broken tap, but I exited into the unknown before my brain could be bombarded.

The field was just the same. Just as starkly white, the trees just the same, still just as abandoned. The snow was undisturbed.

"About...4 seconds before you arrive. 5 minutes before the boy runs to you. Look, here you come."

I turned my head to the left, and only just realised we were concealed in some trees. Down the pathway, I watched a boutite girl, red headed and pale, making her way up towards us. I slowly backed away back into the blue box. The TARDIS seemed safer now. I watched the girl, as though she were separate and a stranger, ignorant and in her own little world.

"How does it feel?" The Doctor asked from behind, all the way back into the TARDIS. I turned to find his back at the control panel.

"Is this a test?"

He smirked, and eyed over the buttons and levers near his hand. "As i said, we're saving a world. Just not the same ones as each other."

I frowned, and muled over his riddled words for a hidden meaning. "Do you mean to say...you're going alone?"

He grinned, so sudden that it caught me off guard. "Two birds, one stone."

"You're leaving me here?! What do I-...how do I...how do I even do it?"

"You're out there. Do what you think is right. It hasn't been too long, 19, 20 hours and a bit? Hmm...no, the consequences shan't be that bad."

"What does that mean?!" I was becoming exasperated by his riddles, and he knew that. He couldn't just be simplistic.

"You're smart, you'll know. Let your instincts kick in, this time."

I gritted my teeth, and let that advice sink in. I realised soon enough what he was asking me to do. I nodded, and took in the face i would perhaps never see again. He was smiling, but it wasn't real.

"I know what to do," i said. It was so quiet, it might have just been to myself. I turned, and exited once again. The familiar low pulsing began, and i ignored the breeze behind me as I tried to ignore the fact that it, and he, were disappearing.

Without thinking ahead, i focused on the girl straight ahead, having left a trail of footprints behind. She still felt like an utter stranger, despite my shoes fitting in the holes she'd left, and my being the same height, her hair the exact same shade. I stared at her back for a second, thankful i couldn't see her face. This way, she wasn't me. If I met my own eyes, I didn't know how I'd react.

With one step, i closed my eyes, as though i moved against my own control.

...

My body felt heavy, if only for a second, but it disappeared as soon as I opened my eyes. Instead of the girl stood there, i was met with the same image i had just under a day before. Deja vu hit me, and it was gone with the knowledge that I had been here before, and it wasn't my brain pushing for a match. The experience was surreal, but i didn't have much chance for it to sink in. A painfully familiar voice called for me, followed by the sounds of small bumps on the floor. I almost didn't want to turn to see the tearful face.

"What's wrong sweety?" I asked calmly, and again, that feeling of Deja vu came.

"It's my mom, s-shes...i cant find her," he wept, but something was strange. Different. Last time, he was more controlled than this. And i knew why.

"Where did you last see her?"

He shrugged, and searched behind. He pointed back.

"Well, why don't we stay here and wait for her? I'm sure she wont be long." He thought about it, and nodded with a hiccup. "We were g-going to bu-build a snowm-man..."

I smiled, and thought of the Doctor, and the first time I met him. Yesterday, it seemed so long ago. He seemed genuinely upset that the snow wasn't being played with.

"My friend and I were, but he had to go. Wanna join forces?" A grin tugged at his face, and he began at work on the first half of the body.

Half way through, a second frantic voice stopped us in our tracks. Simon began running straight away, and a blond woman took him in his arms desperately. I couldn't help the smile next to the headless snowman.

"Mom, this is Mia, she looked after me and look at the snowman! He almost had a head! He'd look better with a head...can I just make a head for him please?"

"No need young man," a startling voice announced from far off, and ran towards us with a ball of snow in his skinny hands. He plonked it on and wedged it with more snow. "There we are!"

I stared at the man, unable to believe his image. "You're back then," I whispered.

"Yep," he said cheerfully, popping the 'p'. "See you've been busy, cracking snowman," he observed enthusiastically, and winked at me.

Simon's mom cleared her throat, and our eyes met with smiles. "Thank you so much for stopping with him," she said gratefully. Tears were still in her eyes. I laughed self consciously, and glanced at the Doctor. "It wasn't long, plus we did make a brilliant snow man. Glad to help."

The pair waved, and soon there were off, leaving the myself and the Doctor, and the snowman.

"You're like a Labrador," i observed randomly as i glanced to his smiling face. He seemed smug.

"So you were successful."

"As were you, beautifully done."

I matched his wide grin with my own. "Are you going to explain your riddles now? How was i saving a world?"

Silently, the Doctor turned on his feet, and began walking with his coat tales flapping behind. I soon caught up. "Haven't you wondered why i brought you back? We could have gone and saved the angels and prevent their ever coming to earth."

"It did occur to me, so im assuming there is logic behind your reasons."

We continued to walk, until we came to a familiar clearing. We stopped in the gap between the trees, the same ones as the night previous, to us anyway. The night that existed only to us, now.

"The angels aren't here now. How was Simon without the mind control?"

I sighed, falling into his serious tone. "Frantic. He wouldn't have known where to go."

I looked up to the tall man, and he nodded silently. He ruffled his hair absentmindedly. "Without you, and without the angels controlling him, he would have wondered. Wondered far into the woods, it would have been night and it would've been freezing."

Realisation hit me, and a tear escaped as i stared at the empty bridge. His hand wrapped around mine reassuringly. "But you saved him, didn't you?"

"But yesterday, yesterday to us i mean, i took him to look for her. That still happened, he was taken by them."

"He was being taken by them before he went to you. He wouldn't have stopped, and since they like your mind so much it wouldn't surprise me if they used their little tricks on you aswell."

I sighed in defeat. "Weak human brain."

He guffawed, and i turned to glare at him. His face was incredulous. "Weak! You humans, you save children from angels and freezing to death and figure this all out for yourself, and you still underestimate yourselves! And you, Mia Morton, stun even the most intelligent of creatures of the galaxies, and you take on all this information and you still complain! I give up."

"You show ill founded confidence in humans as a man who just singlehandedly saved a planet."

Wordlessly, he turned, and lead me out of the clearing and the low sound of birds. His hand was still with mine, but it almost felt normal. "Years of practice."

"Do i want to know how many?"

He made the thoughtful noise that sounded like noise being forced out of a reluctant mouth. "900 years, give or take."

I dismissed the idea of questioning him instantly; the man was simply unbelievable.

We came to the TARDIS, and he held the door open for me. I peaked inside. "Anything else i should know before we do this?"

He let his head fall back in thought. "Ever travelled with a man with two hearts?"

"Oh, all the time. At least you travel with a spare."

I stepped foot inside, settled with the fact that we could go anywhere, and i could, in theory, come back right where I started.