I awoke with a start. Looking around my unfamiliar surroundings, I finally realised that I was in the TARDIS. I got up and walked around the room, picking-up objects then putting them back down. I decided to return to the control room. For me, it was the only room that calmed me down from the events in previous months. As I walked down the long, winding corridors, I noticed a door wide open. Looking within, I noticed The Doctor, fast asleep, curled up on the bed that had been placed strategically on the edge of the room. I tip-toed in towards him and pulled the covers up on him. He looked like a little child resting from the end of an enormous day. I crept from the room and walked, not in the direction of the control room but towards the kitchen. I felt like a banana, don't know why but I just did. I sat down across from the door and began to peel the banana. I thought about what had happen during the last month, leaving Sally and David, leaving my close friends and of course my loving boyfriend, Jonathan. I missed him so much, but I wondered if he would ever remember me if I was to ever return. I did wish I had said some sought of goodbye, but it was never meant to. I shook my head and put the remaining peel in the rubbish and turned to walk out the kitchen.
"Rough night?" came the voice of a sleepy Doctor.
"You could say that." I replied. Pushing past him, I started to walk up the corridor towards the control room. I looked behind me to see the sluggish Doctor trudging behind and turn down a side corridor. I continued my way twisting and turning the TARDIS's never-ending walkways. Finally, I found myself in the control room and the Doctor rushing around like a kid in a candy store. As I watched him, he madly flicked at switches all across the control board.
"Feel like a mystery tour?" He paused to ask.
"Sure, why not!" I replied with a slight grin, "What's this for?"
"Oh. No reason…" He shrugged off the question and slammed down the final lever. Thrown off the staircase, I managed to climb back onto my feet with enormous effect, clutching the side rails. The TARDIS shuddered to a stop and became dead silent.
"Where are we?" I asked, shivering with excitement.
"Let's go and find out!" The Doctor grinned and raced to the open the door, ran out and slammed the door shut. I slowly walked towards the entrance, held my breath and opened the door. Before me was the most stunning waterfall I had ever seen.
"Where and when are we?" I asked in an awestruck manner.
"I believe we are on the Planet Picmusè, which is situated in the Frolopoliptic Galaxy." He looked like it was the most exciting thing in the universe, "Of course, I've been here before a long time ago when I first started to travel. I think, if my watch is correct, it's the 54th century. Wait…" He looked around as though he had been stunned by a Taser.
"What's wrong?" I asked suspiciously, looking in the same directions he was.
"I just have a strange feeling that…" He started. Then a gunshot was heard from behind us and both the Doctor and I flinched and spun around.
A woman, with frizzy curly hair, was holding the perpetrating weapon. She wore a browny-green vest-like shirt and TARDIS blue jeans. Draped over her shoulders was a black jacket. The woman smiled towards the Doctor, with affection I had not seen so intense before. The Doctor returned with a massive grin as she said, "Hello Sweetie!"