49

"You asked if there was another disappearing act."

"Yup."

"Why?"

"Well I know you wanted to point the finger of blame onto the most obvious person. Because apparently to you the most obvious person is always the one in the blame. But I think it's the most obvious thing to ask if there is someone else who does a disappearing act. And if they do, do they bring the disappeared person in question back?"

"So...that pyschic plonker is innocent because someone else does a disappearing act?"

"Yup!"

"And you just figured that out from asking one question?"

"Yes I did, aren't I amazing?"

"If I answer that your ego will grow, we can't suffer from witnessing that can we?" Phil yawned and stretched her legs out in front of her. The two were sitting in the door way of the TARDIS watching the stars. It become a slight favoured past time of hers and would bug him to just take the TARDIS into space so she could sit in the door way.

"Well that's just mean isn't it? Since when did you get mean huh?" He poked her in the arm and suffered getting his hand pathetically slapped away.

"Seriously though, next time you ask someone to choose a place. Can you try and make it a non exotic place?"

"Did you get into trouble?"

"No no not exactly! Just...I didn't really wind up in actual Africa."

"Oh, well that's unfortunate. Wait! Where did you wind up?"

"Well it was like someone had shoved all parts of Africa into a room. Past the glass wall was New Zealand."

"That sounds like a very bizarre place," The Doctor said thoughtfully and then looked at her. "Want to visit it?"

"No not again it was sad. Everyone looked utterly miserable, it wasn't a very nice place I have to admit." Phil wriggled her toes and looked from her bare feet to the stars beyond the door. "What else are we going to do tomorrow?"

"We have an allotted time of fifteen minutes. If everyone takes ages to decide a place like Cillian Wood did, then we won't need to do much."

"You don't like him."

"What?" Doctor exclaimed and looked at her. "I didn't say that! Did I? No I didn't! How did you come to that decision?"

"For one, you just called him by his full name. Another reason why you answered most of his questions bluntly. I think you also threw in a minor glare at him considering he kept looking at us totally confused. Oh! And maybe you dislike him because you think he's hiding something?"

"All good reasons there Phil."

"I am happy to see you agree."

"Isn't it a little odd though?" Doctor paused to stick his head out around the door frame. "I mean," he sat back inside and looked at her. "If you're the theatre manager and a new act approached you, you wouldn't be so...I don't know...sceptical and suspicious. Did you see how he looked at us when we popped up? It was like he'd never seen people before!"

"I think he looked at us like he did because we got caught." It was the truth, they had later returned back to the theatre after they returned to the TARDIS, and they had been caught in the act of snooping by Cillian.

The Doctor pouted and crossed his arms, "Thanks for pointing out the obvious Phil."

"But I see what you mean," Phil said while pulling her legs inside and crossing them. No sooner had the two returned back to the TARDIS did they get changed. Doctor was close to killing the tie he had on, although Phil had pointed out that he still had the black bow tie lurking around somewhere. She had also happily got changed out of the evening dress and was happily sitting in her checked pyjama trousers and a Ramones t-shirt. Pulling at a thread on her trouser leg she sighed, "It is slightly odd I guess."

"You guess? How many theatre managers do you know who would refuse the chance of getting another act to participate in a show?"

"I don't know any theatre managers."

"Well actually I hate to prove you wrong, but you now know one."

"You honestly don't like him do you?"

"I just think he knows something! Is that so wrong Phil, to think that one suspicious person knows something about this disappearing person problem?"

"No Doctor I guess it's not wrong." Phil yawned and stretched for what seemed like the millionth time.

Looking at the woman beside him sidewards, Doctor shook his head. "You should get some rest. You've had a rather busy eventful day." He said simply, Phil reached up and tied her hair up. Once she did so she shook her head. "Don't think I haven't noticed what you've sneakily been doing."

"I have absolutely no idea what you're on about," Phil said ignorantly. Doctor just gave her a look which caused her to sigh and look away from him.

"You know, when people don't get enough rest they get slow and lazy, they also start to malfunction." He said thoughtfully, Phil looked at him confused and a little shocked that he could say that people malfunction much like a piece of machinery. "Go to sleep Phil."

"Oh but-"

"Listen," he stood up and helped her to stand up too. Shutting the door he crossed his arms over his chest and nodded his head at her. "I know you love my company so much that you're willing to stay up most of the night talking. But you will crash out eventually when the lack of sleep catches up with you." He paused. "I've calculated that you've been going to bed each night at about five in the morning, you get up about seven which means you only have roughly two hours sleep?"

"What the heck? You...do you spy on me when I'm sleeping?" Phil looked at him dead panned, he gave a shrug and walked quickly up to the console. Turning on her heels she walked after him, there was such truth in his words. Phil had been staying up most of the night talking, insomnia had slowly but surely kicked in because of her forcing herself to stay awake.

"Isn't it normal to just pop in and watch someone sleep?"

"Oh you are so creepy!"

"That's a new one," Doctor put a finger to his mouth in thought. Rolling his eyes in her direction he shook his head. "I don't really, but I do wear a watch and I do look at it when you happen to waddle off to bed."

"I don't waddle."

"You do when you're half asleep." He correct her and leaned back on the railing. "Making yourself exhausted to keep me company isn't good for you in the long run. Off to bed you go!" The Doctor said in a sing song voice while rushing around the console to stand next to her. Putting his hands on her shoulders he pushed her towards the stairs. Phil unwillingly walked up the stairs and trudged towards her room. The Doctor stood at the bottom of the stairs and smiled when she walked into her room and shut her door.

Sure there wasn't a dead certain chance that she would actually go to sleep but that didn't matter. She couldn't keep staying up late – or early however you looked at it – to keep him company. A humans body clock was very different to the body clock of a Time Lord.