AN: I have always loved both 'Doctor Who' and 'Goosebumps' but I have to admit that I don't know the first thing about science-y stuff, so if I get a word wrong for the Doctor, please tell me.

Chapter 1: The Doctor and Jarryd.

The 11th doctor pulled a lever in the TARDIS and smiled.

"Well, we've landed...oh, right." The smile faded quickly as he remembered he was alone again.

Why he always ended up alone, he'd never know. Humans couldn't stay with him forever, and there weren't any Time-Lords left.

But surely, SURELY, there had to be some-one out there that could stay with him forever.

True, it had been his choice to go out alone this time, but he knew it was for a good reason. He had to search for the young version of River Song, Amy Pond's daughter.

Well, it wouldn't hurt to start somewhere, and he hadn't been to Australia for a while.

"Second visits are always nice." He murmured as he opened the TARDIS door.

The first thing he saw, bizarrely enough, was a cow's face. The cow HAD been chewing on some grass and was sniffing the TARDIS when it appeared, but now, in shock, it 'jumped' backwards and galloped away, leaving a pile of dung right in front of the TARDIS.

Holding his nose, The Doctor went back into the TARDIS and whirred a wheel.

"Second time lucky." He hoped.

This time, he hopped out onto a dirt road and breathed in the air happily.

"Ah! That's better! I'd say Australia, somewhere in the New South Wales area, and the year..." he grabbed some dust from the road and sniffed then licked it. "...19...95... That seems about right."

At that moment, a car zoomed along the road and screamed past him, a car; The Doctor noted; that was definitely NOT from the era of 1995.

"Oh... Well, I've been wrong before. Better find some-one to tell me what year I AM in!"

In the distance, he spotted a house where his trained ears could hear an argument of some kind. But he didn't need Time-Lord ears to realise the fact that it was a loud argument anyway, so he decided to see what was wrong.

As he got closer to the house, he picked up key words that both sounded familiar and new to him.

"Jarryd... mental ... Torchwood... sick... Dummies." Were just a few.

The Doctor was intrigued, to say the least. Australia didn't and shouldn't know about Torchwood until roughly 2018...did that mean he was totally wrong in his year assumption?

Finally reaching the house, he had to knock loudly on the door to break the noise barrier inside.

A man flung open the door and stared at the Doctor angrily. "Yes?"

"Hi... I'm The Doctor, and I was just wondering..."

"Doctor? You're too late! We've already sent him to a mental institution. Took the life right out of us to do so, but we had to."

"Um... I'm not that sort of Doct..."

"Can you help, Doctor?" This was the wife, who was in tears standing behind the man The Doctor was certain was the husband.

"Ah! The one word I can't refuse. What is it you need help with?" The year and date would have to wait. The Doctor NEVER stood down on a chance to help some-one in need.

"It's our son, Jarryd. We came home a few nights ago and he was raving about an attack by a Dummy called Slappy. He said that it wanted revenge on him or on some-one, and that they had a fight. We thought he just had a nightmare at first, but then he kept on going with nightmares and visions he thought he was seeing of a man named 'Jack' on a DVD trying to tell him stuff. Jarryd just kept getting worse after that. We didn't WANT to send him away to the mental institution, but..."

The Doctor nodded slowly. "You didn't know what else to do. I understand. Just two questions before I go. I promise I will help, but please answer my questions first."

The husband shrugged. "Fine."

"Firstly, what is the name of this mental institution you sent Jarryd to, and secondly where is it?"

"It's called Torchwood, and it's in Canberra. Five hours drive south of here. We'd take you there ourselves, but we don't have enough money for the drive sorry."

The Doctor smiled cheekily. "Not a problem for me." He winked.

He bid the two farewell and headed back to the TARDIS then set the control for the Australian Torchwood Institution they were talking about.

"Torchwood, huh? Figures I'd bump into THEM again!" He complained as the TARDIS left the country-side.