Rose walked down stairs the next morning to see Faith sitting at the table with an intense look on her face.

She seemed to be in deep concentration her face all scrunched up and her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth. Rose couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the sight of the eight year old. "What are you up to kiddo" she asked pulling out the chair across the table from Faith and sitting down. Faith looked up startled just realizing she wasn't alone in the kitchen.

She put down the pencil she had in her hand and looked down at the sheer of paper she had been working on. A slight blush crept into her checks as she discreetly tried to cover the page with her arms "oh this just a picture I was working on. Nothing important"
before she could make a sound of protest Rose had grabbed the paper and held it up out of Faith's reach to take a look

She was shocked by the little girl's artistic ability. The man depicted in the picture was much better than the stick figure Rose was able to draw at age eight. Actually, it was better than anything Rose could draw now. The man's big chin and floppy hair along with the bow tie and suspenders made him look kind of goofy in a mad professor sort of way. Sure, it was no Mona Lisa but for an eight year old, it was pretty impressive.

"Oh cut it out" Rose said to the little girl currently trying to jump high enough to reach the picture in the taller women's hands. "You're an amazing artist"

Faith stopped jumping and looked skeptically up at Rose. "You aren't just saying that right?"

"Of course not, this is amazing Faith. Why on earth would I say something I didn't mean?"

"I don't know" Faith mumbled looking at the ground nervously "mummy and daddy said my art was stupid"

"Oh Faith" Rose gasped grabbing the little girl into her arms she hated those to humans more than she has ever hated any human before. The way they treated this poor little girl was unforgivable. It was people like them who gave humans a bad rep among the stars.

"They have no idea what they are talking about" she whispered into Faith's ear "you are the most amazing artist I have ever seen."

She looked up at Rose her eyes lit up with joy "really?" she asked.

"Really" Rose confirmed squeezing her softly before letting go.

"Now tell me about the picture" Rose said as she sat back down after making a cup of tea for both of them.

"It's a picture of my angle" she said softly.

Rose tried to keep the confusion out of her tone as she asked "what do you mean your angel?"

"Well he has visited me twice so far once the night before you came and then again right before my parents left last year. Both times I have seen him something good has happened right afterwards. It's like he is warning me things are going to get better"

Rose smiled slightly assuming he was just a dream or a figment of her imagination. Imaginary friends were perfectly normal for a young kid and she would probably grow out of it soon. "Does he have a name" Rose asked playing along for Faith's benefit.

Faith grinned broadly "yes, he calls himself the Doctor"

Rose nearly spit out the tea she had just drank but luckily was able to choke it down. Suddenly the idea of her not imagining this person became much more likely. So caught up in her thoughts Rose almost missed Faith continuing to talk "I don't think that was his real name though. It seems odd doesn't it? Imagine having the Doctor as your first name"

She looked at Rose expecting an answer so Rose quickly replied saying "yeah very odd" after taking a deep breath to regain her composure she continued "tell me about the times you meet him"

Faith, unaware anything was wrong, quickly launched into the stories of her encounters with the Doctor. Rose's thoughts were confirmed when Faith told her about how his eyes looked older than his body and the way he babbles on about useless stuff.

As Faith finished her story, her tone became slightly sad again "when I told people about him before they all thought I was insane so I stopped telling people. Do you believe me?"

Rose looked straight into Faith's stormy grey eyes and said "of course I believe you and would you like to know why?" Faith didn't say anything just eagerly nodded her head do so Rose continued "I believe you because I've meet him too"

Faith's eyes widen in shock and a grin the size of the moon crept onto her face "you have?" she asked in wonder.

"Yes I have a very long time ago. It almost feels like another life time to me" Rose smiled to herself at the thought of the Doctor. It was a topic she hardly ever let her brain travel to. She wasn't going to get her hopes up because that only leads to disappointment, but she had trouble controlling the portion of her brain that was saying maybe she would see him again. Her heart did a little flip at the thought but she quickly crushed the idea before she let it go too far. That always lead to what ifs and those are never good.

She smiled in apology when she realized Faith was looking at her expectantly "I'm sorry what" Rose asked.
Faith sighed "I asked how old you were when you meet him"

"Nineteen" Rose replied simply.

"But that's not that long ago" Faith said as she looked over the woman sitting in front of her who could barely pass for 21.

"Faith how old am I?"

"I… I'm not sure" Faith admitted sheepishly. What kind of person doesn't know how old their mum is?

"Ask" Rose instructed Faith softly.

"Umm… how old are you?"

"One hundred and twenty nine"

Faith's mouth dropped to the floor as she stared at Rose trying to comprehend what she just said. Finally, she was able to make words. "No way"

Rose smiled enjoying the look of shock on the girls face. "Way"

"But how? I mean that's impossible, and you said you've meet the Doctor before? Oh, please tell me your story! "
"Not right now"

"Why not!" Faith whined.

"Because" Rose said checking the wall clock to make sure her time senses were right, which they almost always were, "If you don't hurry up you are going to be late for school"

"But can't I just skip school today? Please, please, please, please!" Faith begged

"Nope not a chance" Rose chuckled at the grumpy seven year old sitting at the table with her arms crossed. "Come on lets go, and I promise I will tell you all about it when you get home"

"Fine" Faith grumbled getting up from her place at the table.

After she had gone, Rose looked down at the drawing she had left behind and smiled. "I see you've changed your face on me again old friend" she whispered to herself "I guess I should have known you'd get into trouble eventually" she chuckled as she remember what Faith had said about him bringing good luck. It reminded her of all the times people had said all that he brought with him was death and destruction. She took one last look at the picture before she turned away to go take Faith to school and to get herself to work.

Later that day, keeping true to her promise, Rose told Faith a much edited, child appropriate version of her time with The Doctor. When she had finished Faith looked up at Rose with a look of awe "Wow" was all she was able to say.