Chapter One of book three! I'm so excited about this! I don't know about you, but I'm having fun.

Anyways, enjoy!

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" Wow. " Amy said, looking around. " You sure set up Doctor. Thanks. "

" No problem. " The Doctor replied, smiling. " You two enjoy your honey moon now. "

" We will. Thank you Doctor. " Rory said.

The Doctor watched Amy and Rory walk into the hotel, and then walked across the street to a motel. Unfortunately, they didn't have enough money to rent two hotel rooms, so the Doctor decided that he would stay at the motel. At least it had a pool. The Doctor, straightening his quirky bow tie, went up to the man at the front desk.

" Hello! I'm here to check in please! " He said in a jolly tone.

" Name? " The man asked, obviously bored.

" Doctor. "

" Doctor? O...K...did you make a reservation? "

" Yes. "

" Oh. I see you. Room 203. Have a nice stay. "

" Thank you! Goodbye! "

The Doctor walked up the long flight of stairs to the fourth floor. He pulled the key out of his pocket, and flung open the door. Inside, was a small, but highly decorated room, complete with a small bed, a table and two chairs, a door leading to the washroom, and a shelf for storing luggage. The bed was soft, and the floors were carpeted. There was a window, with silken velvet curtains. Rather fancy for 25$ dollars a night. The Doctor set his suitcase down with a 'plop', and sat on the bed. Then, he carefully reached a hand into his petti coat pocket, and pulled out a tiny, sullen faced cowboy.

" There now. " He said, placing him on top of the suitcase. " This is going to be our home for a few days. Make yourself comfortable. "

Jedediah, with nothing else to do, looked around at his unfamiliar surroundings. He'd been traveling with the Doctor and the gang for a while now, and had learned many things. He'd met many life forms, learned many languages, seen many sights. In a way, he'd became wiser as the journeys progressed. But, it was wisdom that came with a price. To him, there was barely any happiness. Every time he was happy, something had to remind him about the past, burying the happiness beneath an unmovable pile of sand. His heart's ashes.

" Doctor, may I go on the floor? " He asked, voice barely audible.

" Of course. "

The Doctor gently placed the cowboy on the ground, and watched him curiously as he wandered about, walking without a purpose. It had been a long five months, and with each day Jedediah grew more sullen. At first, it was just a few hours of silence, but now, he could go a full week without saying a word. No one rarely saw him but the Doctor, and Amy had pointed out the other day that he'd lost that lively spark he used to own. He would only speak when spoken to, and would seldom make eye contact. He much preferred to be alone, staring at the ground or a blank wall. He never watched the sun rise, he never joined in the celebrations, and he never opened the curtains. If he wasn't needed, he stayed in his bedroom with the lights out, and never asked for anything. All the Doctor and his companions could really do, was try to make his sullen, miserable life comfortable. But doing that's difficult when the person your doing for doesn't want your help.

As Jedediah neared the curtains, the Doctor could feel his urge to pull them back, to finally stare into the light of the setting sun, but something held him back. Jedediah placed his hands on the soft curtains, rubbing the soft, smooth material. It felt like Octavius' cape, and it also looked like it...

" No. " He said sternly to himself. " Ya can't think about it Jed. You've gotta stop liven' in the past. What's done is done. " Just like Octavius used to say. Jedediah thought, feeling the tears come. No! No! No! Stop thinkin'!

The Doctor had heard what the miniature had said, and wanted to find a way to cheer him up. The beach was out of the question, one because he was afraid of sand, and two because it was too public. The pool was also out. As was the buffet. Maybe the lounge...no. Too many drunks. The last thing the Doctor needed was a drink.

" Jedediah...it's getting late. Why don't you get some rest. "

" Can't sleep Doctor. " Jedediah said looking up, avoiding direct eye contact.

" Well perhaps you should try. "

" Maybe. "

The Doctor scooped him up, and placed him on the bed.

" Here. You can take the bed. I don't sleep. Besides, there's this new thing I discovered called YouTube, and it's actually pretty amazing. Care to join me? "

" No thank you. I'm tired. "

" Alright. Sleep well. I'll be back shortly. I just have to check and see if they have free wi-fi. "

Jedediah heard the door close. Great. He thought. The Doctor left the light on. Sighing, Jedediah made himself comfortable. He took off his hat, boots, gloves, and other accessories. He set them aside, and looked for a warm, cozy spot to snuggle up in. He was tired, for grief striken nights were spent without sleep, and he wanted desperately to fall asleep. But he was always kept awake, no matter how hard he tried. Once, he even tried to convince Rory to knock him unconscious, just so he could catch a few hours of sleep. Of course, that didn't go over well, and now he had the Doctor's ever watchful eyes on him.

He closed his eyes, and was surprised by how instantly sleep came to him, not that it was a bad thing. For a while, it was a peaceful sleep, until things changed. Jedediah had plenty of strange dreams before, and wasn't too shocked by this one. He pictured himself walking, just walking, into a dark, damp tunnel. He was afraid, and found himself hurrying towards a light, which he assumed was the way out. But it wasn't. He cried out in shock as he ran straight through a glowing door, and fell down, down, down, into a cavernous pit. When he hit the ground, he stayed laying there for a moment, trying to control his rapid breathing, trying to figure out how he survived that.

" Jedediah? " A voice asked. A familiar voice.

Jedediah jumped to his feet, and looked around frantically.

" Octavius? " He asked with hope in his voice.

He was startled as a white ball of light slowly drifted towards him. He took a few steps back, afraid. He watched as the light became brighter, and brighter, until it got to the point where he had to look away. When he opened his eyes, he was amazed and shocked to see Octavius standing where the light had been. He was wearing his usual clothing, but had an unearthly white glow to him.

" Jedediah. " Octavius said, taking a step closer.

" Oc...t-tavius? How...your... " Jedediah was shaking. Though he was over joyed to see his friend, he was frightened by his sudden appearance.

" Please. Do not be afraid. I came to speak with you. "

" To...to speak with me?...How could you want to, after what i've done. "

Octavius walked over to his friend, who's head was bowed. He put his hand on his shoulder, but it went straight through the cowboy, much to his annoyance.

" Jedediah I do not blame you. It was not your fault. "

" Yes it... "

" Jedediah, I did not come here to discuss faults. I came to tell you of great trouble crowding your path. "

" Trouble? "

" Indeed. Much trouble lies ahead of you. "

" LIke what? "

Octavius was about to answer, but heard an angry voice from somewhere.

" I must go now. " He said urgently, turning away.

" Wait! Don't leave me! "

" I am sorry my friend. But I must go. "

" But Octavius! It hurts so bad! I miss you so much, and, and I can't stand it! Please! Take me with you! "

Jedediah could see the sadness and longing in the Roman's eyes, and wondered what was going through his head.

" Jedediah, I...trust me. You do not want to be where I am. "

" Octavius... "

" I must go now my friend. But I promise, we shall meet again. "

And with that, he disappeared. And Jedediah went back to his dreamless sleep.

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" How dare you! " Khamunrah howled in rage, his lightning whip searing the skin on the little Roman's back. It was amazing that one could still feel pain at this point. " How dare you open up my portals! Why, I should punish you harsher than this!...But I won't, because I still have use for you, puny Roman. Now rise, and go about my bidding! "

" Yes S-Sir. " Octavius said with a fearful tone. He quickly rose, and turned, speed walking out of the room.

If this was how he would spend eternity, then he'd love to die dead. If that was possible.

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I like this chapter...though it's rather cletcha, since i've seen plenty of movies and books with scenes like this. Reviews would be nice! {: )