For the moment knocked back into his own body, the Doctor winced with pain, "that hurt Donna" he admonished her as he held his head.

"Do you want another one?" she threatened holding up her bag.

"No, no" the Doctor shook his head, "can you help me though. I need help. Captain Jack, Martha, Mickey, Rose, one of them, please Donna help me." He was on his knees by now.

She shook her head at her stupidity and stepped forward to help him, "no tricks though" she warned him.

The Doctor shook his head, and staggered into a standing position.

"Where do you want to go?" she queried.

"Take me to your grandfather, Wilf."

"How do you know my grandfather?" she asked, but then realised that the man was muttering incoherently. "Okay" she huffed and supported him as they walked down the street.

"I will never get that job now."

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Wilfred Mott was alone on his allotment, day dreaming about his youth. He had lived a long long life, and had forgotten more things than he could remember. One thing he did remember was the time he had been a policeman before he had witness one to many murders, and had to move, and change his name and hide for his and his family's safety.

A long time ago, he had met a man who called himself the Doctor. He had travelled in the same blue box that his granddaughter had journeyed in. he was in fact the same man though as yet the Doctor hadn't recognised him.

"I look a lot older than I use to" he mused, "maybe I should tell him my real name."

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"Granddad" Donna called over the allotments, she could see him up ahead, a shovel in his hand.

Wilf looked up, and grinned when he saw his girl, but then he frowned when he saw who was with her.

"I thought you were going to stay away" he hissed, "that it was dangerous for her to be near you, that she might remember."

"I know, I know" the Doctor stammered, struggling to get his words out as he fought the presence of the space vampire in his head, "but it was necessary, I need your help."

Wilf looked at the intense stare in the Doctor's eyes, and made a decision, "I will help you" he decided, "you can tell me what this is all about first though."

The Doctor's eyes strayed to where Donna stood, her face showing that her emotions were changing from pity for the obviously ill man, to anger that she had somehow been convinced to bring this complete stranger to her beloved grandfather. And then her expression would change back to pity, like she couldn't make her mind up.

"Donna love" Wilf interrupted her reverie, "go home and bring us a flask of tea will you?" he handed her the empty one, "and bring some biscuits back too please" he gave her his best smile, the one that she could never deny.

"Oh okay granddad" she mumbled, and with regret left the two men together.

The Doctor quickly brought the old man up to speed with his predicament, but it wasn't fast enough for as soon as he had finished, he started to scream and the vampire took control again.

"Ah" the vampire sneered at Wilf, "dinner that won't get away."