"Doctor who?" Samantha asked wondering who would let a mad man be a doctor.

"Just the Doctor," he replied looking back at her with a smile. Samantha realized that he was just crazy and not a doctor at all.

"What's your name?" Paul asked seeming to realize that the man was insane.

"The Doctor," The mad man said, "That's my name."

"But that's not a name," Samantha interjected, "That's a profession."

"It may be, but it's also what people call me," The Doctor explained, "Now can we get on with this, I need to find my box."

"But I'm afraid we can't help you," Paul said trying to get the strange man to leave. "We haven't seen any blue box out there."

"You keep saying that," The Doctor said, "And I'm sure you didn't see anything but I still need to find my box and I think your store may hold the answer to where it went. So if you don't mind can I take a look around?"

"Of course I mind," Paul said getting completely feed up with the man, "I don't want you snooping around my store. I think it would be best if you simply left."

"That's understandable," the Doctor said and then with a smile for Samantha he left the store and walked away with his head down and his hands in his pockets. Samantha couldn't help being sad for him, he may be completely crazy but he still seemed distraught at the fact that he had misplaced his box. She doubted that there was even a blue box to begin with.

At the end of the day Samantha was locking the back door after her boss had left, she slipped the keys into her pockets and turned to walk down the alley to the parking lot were her car was parked. She had not made it around the corner when she heard a strange buzzing sound coming from the ally she had just left. She turned around to find that the strange man from earlier was trying to pick the lock on the door to the book store.

"Hay you, what do you think you're doing?" she called out knowing perfectly well that she should have pulled her phone out and called the cops first but she was unable to stop herself from talking.

"Oh, hello again," The Doctor said looking up from the door rather surprised at the fact that someone was there. "I was just trying to fix your door, it appears to be broken."

Samantha knew enough to know when someone was lying and this man was most certainly lying. "Like hell you are," she said beginning to fumble in her purse for her cell phone, "You were trying to beak in. Why?"

"I think I explained that earlier," the Doctor said sounding a bit exasperated, "Something in there has to do with the disappearance of my TARDIS."

"Your what?" if Samantha hadn't thought he was completely crazy before she would have now. He was talking nonsense. By this time she had succeeded in pulling her phone out of her purse.

"My blue box, it's called a TARDIS," The man explained as if he had done it a million times before. "And I wouldn't do that," he added when he noticed her phone which she now had up to her ear.

"Yah and what are you going to do about it?" she asked wishing someone to pick up.

"Something like this," he replied and raising his hand she noticed that he had the same weird flashlight like thing in his hand. He pushed a button just as a woman on the other end of the phone answered, the light at the end lit up and Samantha's phone went completely dead.

"What did you do?" Samantha asked or rather shouted. She was beginning to freak out, this man seemed to be mad but then he killed her phone without even touching it. Who was he?

"I simply deactivated you phone," The Doctor said looking from her to the door and back again. "If you let me in I could reactivate it once I find my Box."

"I'm not just going to let you in. In fact I would like it if you would just leave." Samantha said hoping that he would simply give up on this weird idea that his box was inside the store.

"If you help me get my box I'll leave, I'll never come back and you won't ever have to see me again." The Doctor told her, "but first I have to find my box."

"This doesn't make much sense, why is a box so important to you?" Samantha was a bit curious but mostly she thought that if she stalled him long enough someone would come along who could help her.

"That box is my home and the last thing I have left," The man said a sad looking crossing over his face before it was gone. Samantha came to the conclusion that he was not only crazy but also homeless. She felt a pang of sympathy go out to him, but still being homeless did not give him the right to break into a store. Her mind was at war, one side wanted to help this poor man find his home, the other side wanted to run and find the nearest phone and call the cops. In the end she thought that it wouldn't hurt to let him look around the store that obviously didn't have a big blue box in it.

"Fine, you can come in and look around," she told him as she went over to the door and unlocked it. "But if you try anything funny, I'll run away screaming my head off." She hoped this sounded convincing because at the moment she wasn't sure she had made the right decision.

Pushing her doubts aside she followed him into the building.