Author's Note

Um, okay, I don't know what Number Two on the list is going to look like or be like so I'm guessing and trying something cool and weird that showed up in one episode and never sowed back up. I really want it to show back up, so I'm doing something to satisfy myself.

2 years later, Daniel traveled a year in the future to track down Number Two. He had spent the past 2 years training and hunting other List Aliens in preparation for Number Two.

The Doctor had met Amy and Rory and everything up until the episode "Big Bang" had happened. He had taken off to New York City with Amy and Rory (because they had never been there before).

-Daniel-

I'd been having strange dreams for the past month. They were all about the same thing: a strange man in a tweed jacket, dark pants, suspenders, and a bowtie. His hair was all messy and his green eyes always looked wild.

Every time the place was different.

Sometimes it was winter in Kansas, sometimes it was summer at an ice cream shop, sometimes it was just out on the street, but he was in every dream and I always saw him at least once. He didn't even have to be the main point of the dream.

I told Dana, Willy, Joe, and Emma about it. They didn't know what to say. I tried to ignore them, but I'd started seeing him even in passing in just every one of my dreams.

"Paranoid," Joe had said. "You're just paranoid, Daniel. Chill. And can we pull off here? I'm hungry."

The afternoon I had traveled to the future, I'd landed in New York City. Yeah. Middle of Time's Square. Apparently it's not all that unusual because no one said anything and no one stared.

I went to the nearest subway station and got on to ride where ever.

Here's the scoop on Number Two: he can manipulate electric devises (which is a great up-side to a List Alien) and can "learn" people's voices to impersonate them. He came from a planet far from our galaxy. I couldn't remember its name or it's origin, but its home planet was a popular vacation spot for creatures all over. Recently, it was shut down for reasons that were being kept quiet.

But, on the train, I saw something that made my mind stop racing with thoughts of how I would catch Number Two.

The subway car's door opened and I glanced up out of habit. Two men and a woman sat down across from me. The woman held hands with one of the two men.

The other man, however, was much more interesting.

He had a tweed jacket, dark pants, a bowtie, messy hair, and green eyes.

I caught myself staring and dropped my head, pretending to sleep just in time for him to look over at me.

The man from my dreams and nightmares was sitting right across from me.

-Doctor-

It was starting to be a normal day for Amy, Rory, and Me. We were finally winding down when a cannon ball may as well have hit. Couldn't have been better timing, either. We had just come back from touring a the Museum of Modern Art in New York City and had decided to take the subway back to the street we'd parked the TARDIS on. We sat on the subway train for about three minutes before it stopped abruptly in the middle of the tunnel.

No one seemed fazed or confused by this. Apparently it happened often enough for no one to be worried. So they kept their heads down...until the lights started flickering.

"Doctor...?" Amy looked over at me from where she was sitting. A few minutes ago she'd been sleeping with her head against the window. Now she was awake and looking very concerned. Rory was glancing around nervously, quite like the rest of the passengers...accept for one teenage boy across from us who looked like he was still asleep.

"Do you know what's going on, Doctor?" Rory whispered in my ear.

"No idea," I said back and smiled at his worried face. "But," I continued after a loud bang echoed from the side of the subway car, "I think we're about to find out."

The knocks continued all over the car. It eventually led to a door right next to the sleeping boy.

But, by then, the boy wasn't sleeping. Instead, he was staring at the door.

And I could see his face.

After a moment I realized that I was staring at the boy rather than at the train car door. I averted my eyes back to the door and stood up.

I had a sudden flash back to a time where something exactly like this had happened. It was back when I was traveling with Donna.

But this was a completely different area...another galaxy, to be exact. The Midnight Zone tour had been years ago. I had no idea that something like this would happen...and I had randomized (not crash landed this time, no worries) the TARDIS to any point in time...

The year was 2013.

The boy across from me hadn't noticed me yet, but, when he did, he definitely wouldn't recognize me.

He caught my eye when I stood up, however. I put my head against the door and knocked once. There was a pause and a knock of equal volume in reply. I did the same with two knocks. It paused and responded. People were gathering towards the back of the compartment as I muttered to myself.

"Just what I suspected," I whispered. I turned around and faced the people who were staring confusedly at me and the door.

"Everyone," I said. "Listen up for a moment. The best thing to do in a situation like this is to stay calm, so, let's all do ourselves a favor and do just that."

They were all just staring at me now.

I sighed.

"I think that's a good idea," the boy next to me piped up. "We can just easily vacate the car once we receive an all-clear."

I turned to smile at him.

"Thank you, Daniel." I turned back to the people in the subway car. "Now, go ahead and do what you wish, but I'm going to investigate things a bit further."

The boy was staring at me.

"What?" I asked him as the rest of the people went into a sort of panicked frenzy (doing all right in the way of hiding it).

"You called me Daniel."

"Why yes," I said, realizing what I'd done, and turning to the car door again. "I certainly did, Daniel. Now why are you so worried with that and not the List alien outside the subway car?"

-Daniel-

This was officially the oddest subway ride I'd ever been on. That's really saying something.

I stood up and Looked out the windows of the car.

"I can't see anything out there. Maybe it's gone..." I suggested, but that was just too good to be true when it came to Number Two. He was too tricky.

The knocking had stopped too.

The strange man seemed to have noticed this as well.

"He's in here already."

I stared at the man for his comment.

"What?" I asked. "How do you know that? I still don't know who you are."

He sighed, closed his eyes, and dropped his head a bit.

"I think we still have something much more important on our hands, or am I wrong?"

"I think we still have something much more important on our hands, or am I wrong?"

The red-haired woman (who'd entered with the man and her husband) commented the same thing as the strange man smiled and turned to say, "You see, she even-"

He stopped talking suddenly and stared at the woman. Her expression was completely blank.

"You see, she even-" the she repeated.

"Oh, no, no, no..." He rushed over to her, waved his hand in front of her face, and looked directly into her eyes. There was barely any response.

"I thought this would never...no, why? Why?" The man was muttering just loud enough for me to hear. I walked over and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Number Two...have you seen him before?"

The woman repeated what I said, but I ignored her.

The strange man looked up at me. The woman's husband shook his head, then moved his view between me, the man, and his wife.

"Doctor, tell me what's going on here," the woman's husband asked.

I did a double take when I heard this. Glancing over at the strange man, I asked, "Doctor?"

He looked at me straight in the eyes and grimaced.

"Doctor who?"

"Just..." he said, sighed, and looked away from all of us. Then whispered, "Just...Doctor."

I rubbed the back of my head while thinking this over, then realized something. The woman wasn't repeating anyone. Her eyes were closed and her face was occasionally twitching.

"Good, good Amy." The 'Doctor' said, putting his hand on the woman's cheek then brushing her hair out of her face.

"Rory," the Doctor turned to the woman's husband again, "Number Two on the Alien Outlaws List on Terra Firma (also known as Earth) is something that learns how to inhabit people and take on their characteristics. It, he, impersonates them and...inhabits them...I suppose I already said that, didn't I?

"I met him for the first time on another planet. He was nearly impossible to stop. Four people died before we got rid of him...there had to have been an easier way of doing things, but there wasn't enough time...or trust, for that matter. It was awful.

"Little miss Amy Pond here, however, is doing a very good job." He patted her head as he said this, still with a look of concern in his eyes. "Ah, Daniel, can you get the doors open and get these people out of here? I'd rather they not have to get in the way. Just as a precaution."

I nodded and turned to usher everyone else out the door. They were panicked and whispering to each other. Eventually, I managed to get the doors open and showed them which direction to go to get out of the tunnel and to the next stop. Most of them thanked me, one flipped me off (don't know what that was for), and the rest just looked absolutely mortified that their reliable train had shut down. As I entered the train car again, "Amy" looked up at me. Her eyes looked scared and pleading. I had nightmares about this look...only on other peoples' faces.

"Ah, well, it looks like she's interested in someone other than me..." the Doctor said. That's when I realized that she had stopped repeating us because she was speaking with us.

"That's mildly..." I said, quietly, "terrifying?"

She said that in unison with me. I shuddered.

"That's what Number Two does," the Doctor (where had I heard this name...) explained to me. "He takes on the body of the nearest person, then takes on the voices of the people around the original person. Eventually, he singles out one person and takes their voice completely." He shook his head. "I remember that too well."

"Were you the victim?" I asked, irritated that I couldn't remember seeing this man anywhere.

"My voice," he said. "It needed my voice for some reason. Probably because it had the most variety in the shuttle that we were trapped in. He wanted to learn, it seemed. But that probably wasn't the case."

"Well, how do we get it out of Amy?" Rory asked, panicked now.

"I..." the Doctor trailed off. "I am working it out, Rory."

That's when I'd had it.

"Who are you?" I asked, loudly. "Doctor. Just Doctor. Nothing else. You know my name, I know yours. You know my face, I've never seen yours before! How do I know you?"

He stopped observing Amy and turned to meet my gaze.

"Here's a hint," he said. "Halloween. Kitchen. Letter." Then, he turned back to Amy.

I was silent. It didn't ring a bell.

"Oh, and one more," he continued. "Hath."

I could feel my eyes widen. No. No. That wasn't possible. This wasn't...the Doctor. The Doctor looked completely different than this. It just wasn't right.

"You can't be..." I said aloud.

"But I am."

"You don't look a thing like him."

"I know that. I am the same person, though. Same person who helped distract the Hath, the same person who sat at a table in the local soup kitchen, the same person who wrote you that letter."

He turned to face me and said, "I'm sorry, Daniel. I'm a traveling man. Places to go, people to see...I wish I'd had more time to get to know my friendly, neighbor-alien, but I didn't."

The letter had, in fact said that I wouldn't recognize him the next time I saw him. Could he really be right here? In front of me?

"John Smith, huh?" I smiled as I said it.

He smiled right back at me.

"You bet. Now, we have a Top-10 List alien to deal with, so I suggest we-" He cut himself off.

"What?" I asked.

Silence.

"What's wrong?"

He looked up at me from Amy.

"She's only following you, now."