Charlie groaned as she was coming to, "Ugh…what happened?" The Doctor helped her sit up.
"You fainted. Charlotte, what happened?"
"I thought…I thought I saw somebody. The way he looked, it scared me." She rubbed her head and groaned again.
"Charlie, your nose."
Charlie touched her upper lip and looked at the thick, red substance on her finger, "What the-?" The Doctor pulled a handkerchief from his jacket and gave it to Charlie, "Thanks." Charlie wiped her nose. "I must have smacked my nose when I fell." Charlie pressed the handkerchief against her nose to stop the bleeding
The Doctor gave a small chuckle and went back to the console, "Let's see if she works this time." He pulled the lever. Nothing. "Stalled still? I don't understand." He reached to push a button, but out the corner of his eye, there was the man that Charlie saw, standing right next to the Doctor.
"Doctor, you okay? You're really quiet." Charlie wiped her nose one last time and went to the Doctor, who caught him staring at the blood-covered man.
"You see him, too?"
"Mm-hmm." Charlie nodded her head.
"Who are you? How did you get into my TARDIS?" The Doctor asked.
The man was silent.
"Oh, come on, don't be shy. I'm the Doctor, this is Charlotte, or Charlie, whatever you want to call her." The Doctor was attempting the make conversation.
The mysterious, silent man pushed the Doctor gently aside and stood within an inch in front of Charlie. His bloody hand caressed her fair face, rending her unconscious.
"Charlotte!" The Doctor went to her side, "What have you done-" Before he could finish, the man touched the Doctor's forehead, sending him unconscious as well.
"Charlotte!" The Doctor woke up surrounded in darkness, the only light hanging over him. "Charlie! Charlie!" The Doctor shouted. Out of nowhere, a gray door appeared from the darkness. The Doctor pulled out his trusty sonic screwdriver and scanned it. "Nothing. What the hell?" The Doctor walked through the door.
Charlie woke up surrounded in darkness as well, separated by her friend, the Time Lord. "Doctor? Doctor!" She shouted in the darkness.
Out of nowhere, the blood-covered man appeared and walked over to Charlie.
"You…what did you do? Where are we? Where's the Doctor?" Charlie became worried.
The man shushed and put his hand on her shoulder, looking deep into her blue eyes. Suddenly then, Charlie understood everything.
"No…No! You can't tell him, I don't even know myself yet! What makes you think this can change anything?"
The man sighed and kissed Charlie on the top of her head. "I'm not going to tell him, you are, Chuckie." He whispered.
Merry Christmas, everybody!