A/N: So, unfortunately, this beautiful weekend is nearly over. That means that I need to go to school and work again and that I probably won't have much time to write until Friday or so. Sorry about this. I hope you like what I've updated the past few days. It should normalize once June hits.

The next day, Rose drove herself and the Doctor to the college. She was not excited to start school again, especially when she thought she would never have to suffer through it again. She vowed to stop going once Alfie was safe and sound again with the Angel gone. She parked along the street and turned off the car.

"So you know what to do?" the Doctor asked, looking at Rose. She nodded as she pursed her lips.

"Get his phone number And accidentally take something from his backpack. Like a textbook or something. Then I call him and bring his it to his house. Hopefully meet his parents," Rose answered as the Doctor nodded and opened the car door.

"Good," he smiled as he got out. Rose sighed and turned the car off. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go through with it, but she knew it was for the greater good. The Doctor smiled at her as the walked onto the campus. "Ready for class?"

"I'm only going to go to the class that I have with Alfie," she informed, surprising him.

"Then where were you when I was lecturing yesterday?"

"In the library looking at things," Rose replied with a shrug.

"You should really go to school," he urged, like she thought he would.

"I already have a steady, high paying job. I don't need to go to college," Rose informed, not wanting to talk about it. The Doctor sighed and dropped the subject. If she didn't want to, he guessed that she didn't have to.

"If you're sure," he sighed as she rolled her eyes.

"I'll see you at lunch," she smiled, ignoring his last comment. He smiled and kissed her gently.

"See you there," he whispered before he left. Rose stood there for a moment, taking in the kiss. She smiled again and left for the cafe, not really wanting to go to the library.

The Doctor walked into the lecture hall and put on his glasses. He found them like a disguise, and he thought it made him look smart. He glanced around the students, searching for Alfie. Of course, it was a few minutes before class started, so he might still be in his way. As he thought that, Alfie entered the room and decided to sit on the front. The Doctor gave him a smile before he looked for a marker for the white board.

Once the class officially started, the Doctor started to write things on the board. A few equations here and there with some explanation. He turned around and grinned at the crowd.

"Can anyone tell me what we are learning about today?" He posed as Alfie shyly rose his hand. The Doctor smiled and chose him.

"The effects of gravity," Alfie answered as the Doctor nodded.

"Correct! Does anyone know what causes gravity?" The Doctor asked as the class went still. Alfie gave the Doctor a strange look as the Doctor sighed. "Trick question. No one knows for sure. Anyway, write these equations down and I'll explain what they do."

The Doctor continued the lecture before a student jumped out of her chair and gasped. The Doctor looked up and found an Angel in the doorway. He dropped the marker as students turned to look at it. One young man went to touch it.

"Young man, don't touch that," the Doctor warned as the young man ignored his professor and vanished from sight. The students got up from their seats, whispering and wondering where their classmate went. The Doctor kept eye contact with the statue as he held up his hands. "Please, students, leave through the exit. You need to get out right now."

And with that, all the students got up and left quickly, hardly wanting to know what had happened. The Doctor kept looking at the statue as he saw movement beside him.

"Alfie? Is that you?" The Doctor asked.

"Yes. What happened to that man?" Alfie inquired as he also stared at the Angel.

"He was sent back in time. That's why you don't touch it. That's why I made a fuss yesterday by your house. These creatures are dangerous," the Doctor informed, his head fixed in one direction. Alfie bit his lip and sighed.

"Will they ever go away?" He whispered as the Doctor shrugged.

"Hard to say. I've only dealt with them once before, and I was able to trick them into looking at each other. If there's only one, then I'm not sure what to do," the Doctor replied as Alfie nodded.

"I think there was one at my dad's work yesterday," Alfie informed as the Doctor glanced at him.

"What?"

"A man went missing and they couldn't find anything up a stone statue. I assume it's the same thing," Alfie continued as the Doctor shook his head.

"They're getting stronger. Why would they be at your dad's work?"

"Maybe they're targeting my family?" Alfie guessed.

"Do you mind if I met your parents?" The Doctor asked as Alfie turned to him.

"Why?"

"I want to make sure that your supposed to be here," the Doctor answered as Alfie shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

"A few years ago, there was a break in the space time continuum. A snag in the fabric of reality. It connected dimensions together and sucked people through. Would it be possible that your family got through?" The Doctor carefully asked as Alfie started to laugh.

"Of course not. I've never heard something so ridiculous."

"It's true."

"How would you know?"

"Because I am from another dimension, Alfie. I was put here a few months ago by my...well... I guess you could call the my parents. I wasn't meant to be there, so they sent me here. That's how I know," the Doctor answered as Alfie shook his head.

"You are insane."

"I know, now go for the door. I'll be right behind you. I want to show you something, but we need to get away from the Angel first," the Doctor informed as Alfie and he went for the door. Once the opened it, they quickly closed it and locked it. Alfie leaned against the wall, slightly frightened.

"What did you want to show me?" He asked as the Doctor stood across from him with his hands in front of him.

"May I?" He asked, bringing them closer to his face. Alfie slowly nodded, wondering what he was up to. The Doctor gently placed his fingers on Alfie's and closed his eyes. Alfie shuddered as memories flooded his mind. Of the other world, of Rose, how she was lost, how he found her again, and how he got here. The Doctor released his grip as Alfie stepped back.

"Oh my god," he whispered, covering his mouth for a moment. "That's you. You were telling the truth. How can you do that?"

"I'm a Time Lord. Well, part Time Lord. My, um, mother was human," the Doctor informed, scratching the back of his head. Alfie nodded slowly, wondering if he really wanted to know what he was talking about. "Anyway, that Angel is after you for some reason, and I need to find out why. Any suggestions?"

"I already told you that I wouldn't know," Alfie sighed.

"True, but now you know more, so I was wondering if anything sparked up," The Doctor shrugged and looked away.

"Could it be that it hasn't happened yet? They are time travelers, aren't they?" Alfie added as he looked at him, a concerned look on his face.

"That very well could be it. In that case, you need to make sure that you are never alone with an Angel. Don't blink, and that will be hard by yourself," the Doctor answered, looking at him. Alfie nodded slowly.

"Is there anything that I can do that would make them go away?" he asked the Doctor.

"I don't think so. Not unless you want to be sent back into the past," the Doctor whispered, rubbing his face. The sooner he could talk to his parents, the better. "So, would it be good if I stopped by later tonight? To meet your parents? I just want to make sure you're supposed to be in this world."

"Would it make a difference?" Alfie whispered, confused.

"Actually, yes. If you didn't originate from this universe, then the time displacement would be incredibly immense. They could feed off it for months," the Doctor answered, turning to the student. Alfie sighed and rubbed his eye.

"Would it be better if I was sent back in time? It would stop them for a few months while you could hunt them down and destroy them," Alfie suggested as the Doctor shook his head firmly.

"Absolutely not. That's out of the question. My entire job is to make sure people don't get hurt," the Doctor replied, making Alfie frown.

"Doctor, I am rather smart, and this is the most logical option. Use me as bait and you can catch these creatures easily. You know that this would be the best way," Alfie argued, stepping toward the Doctor.

"It's not the moral way, though, and that's how I live," the Doctor snapped back as the Angel started to crash inside the door. The Doctor and Alfie left, but continued their argument.

"But you work for the government. Shouldn't you care for the greater good?"

"Not from this planet, remember? Things are different with me. I never sacrifice others, even if it's for the greater good. I will never do that to anyone," the Doctor informed, raising his eyebrows.

"Shouldn't this be my choice?" Alfie asked, silencing the Doctor. He stopped and glared at the student.

"No one should ever have to make that choice, Alfie. Let's say that the Angel is satisfied with you and leaves everyone else alone. That doesn't mean that I will be able to find it again. I won't be able to stop it for when it does get hungry again. I won't let you make that choice because the promise of success is too little to even think about. Do you understand?" the Doctor implored as Alfie shook his head. "What doesn't make sense?"

"I don't understand why you care so much. Sure, it's your job, but there's something much deeper. You are about strangers, and you expect nothing in return. I don't understand you," Alfie clarified as the Doctor shook his head.

"I see," he whispered with a smile before he started to leave. "I'll see you later tonight, Alfred. I'll be there around seven. Make sure to tell your parents that I'll be showing up."

"Right. Oh, is Rose coming too?"

"Probably not. I don't want to overwhelm your family. It'll just be me tonight," the Doctor called back as he turned around and walked away, pulling out his mobile. Alfie turned around the other way, wondering how such a man could exist.