DISCLAIMER: Still don't own Doctor Who. Still don't make any money from this. But if he doesn't stop leaving TARDIS prints in my flower bed, we're gonna have words…

SUMMARY: Something goes horribly, horribly wrong in the Parallel Universe and the Doctor's not there to save the day.

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A loud pop, a thump, and a groan echoed in the hallway, frightening the trio of nurses that had just rounded the corner.

"Owww." The Doctor laid on the floor for a moment, nursing his aching head when one of the nurses hurried to him.

"Sir? Sir, are you alright?"

"Yeah, fine. Just a knock. Be good in a tick." The Doctor sat up cradling his head and giving himself a quick scan. Everything in order, the Doctor hopped up, startling the nurses again.

"Sir, you should probably sit down. Let us call a doctor. You could have a concussion!"

He waved them off. "No need, ladies." He smiled at them, bringing out and flashing his psychic paper, then pointed to himself. "Doctor. Everything's just fine!"

He clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "Now," he looks around. "Let's see: nurses, filtered oxygen... Hospital, yes?"

The nurses nodded, confused.

"Good! Great!" He turned to walk away and met the wall he'd recently fallen into. "Wrong way," then turns to look at the nurses. "Computer?"

They all pointed over their shoulders to the ward's center.

"Thank you, ladies!"

The Doctor marched over to the computer system, looking for the one person he knew would be here. Bad Wolf wouldn't have dropped him here if it wasn't where he needed to be. Just like his TARDIS, the dear girl. A quick flash of worry for Her and his companions. Don't plan on being gone that long. Pop in. Get Rose. Run from Jackie Tyler. Pop out. Good plan.

Using his handy dandy sonic screwdriver, he managed quite quickly to find Mrs. Rose Tyler-Storm. He caught his breath at the entry, even knowing she was married, the reality of this particular situation caught him full force in the hearts.

"Right. On we go then."

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