The dinner at the Owens' house was awkward to say the least. Alfie wasn't sure how to proceed. Craig wanted to reminisce, but this Doctor didn't go through what he had been through. Sophie just kept eating her food, ignoring the silence. The Doctor looked around the table, not sure what to say. Eventually, the Doctor swallowed and cleared his throat.

"The food is absolutely delicious," he said, making Sophie smile.

"Thank you," she answered as she stared at you for a moment. "You seem familiar. Have we met before?"

"It's quite possible. I like to travel a lot. Have you traveled before?" he asked, starting a conversation. Sophie shrugged and shook her head.

"Not a whole lot. Well, we did one time, and it was disastrous. I don't really remember what happened or where we went, but I remember crying a lot. I think my memory must have blocked it out," she informed, taking a bit before stopping. "Why did I tell you that?"

"Eh, most people do. They tell me almost everything," he smiled, comforting her. Sophie nodded and sighed. Craig gave a look to the Doctor, stunned that he was able to get her to talk about the interuniversal experience. The Doctor winked and looked back at Alfie, who was confused. He didn't remember that trip or any other one.

"If you travel so often, where are you really from?" she asked as the Doctor started to choke.

"Ah, well, you see, I'm from somewhere far away," he answered vaguely, confusing her. Craig glanced between them, wondering what was going to happen. "My mum was from Chiswick, so I guess not too far away. I was born around there."

"I see," she answered, confused and skeptical. The Doctor grimaced and nodded. "Well, Chiswick is a ways from here, I guess. Where have you traveled?"

"Well, nearly everywhere worth traveling. Paris, London, New York, Salt Lake City, Pompeii. Been to small towns, too, but I don't really keep track of those," he answered as she smiled.

"Pompeii? Seriously? Why would you want to go there?" she laughed, taking a drink.

"I love historical places. Where the history seems to seep out of every road and building. Oh, I could drink it up for the rest of my life," he replied, making her grin with delight.

"And Salt Lake City? Where's that?" she continued as he shrugged.

"A state called Utah. Right in the heart of western America," he responded immediately, impressing her again.

"You have traveled a lot. Do you do it for your job?"

"I used to. Now I teach young adults," he answered as she nodded, remembering.

"That would make sense. Do you miss it?" Sophie asked as he nodded. "Do you think you'll ever go out traveling again?"

"Eventually. It would be nice to get out and about again," he replied as he took a sip of wine before spitting it back out again. Sophie froze as memories of the old universe filled her head.

"I know who you remind me of now," she whispered, her voice filled with fear and surprise. Everyone turned to her as she looked at the Doctor. "What was your name again?"

"Doctor John Smith," he answered off the bat as she shook her head.

"You remind me of someone who was called 'The Doctor', but he doesn't look like you at all. Yet you almost seem related," she whispered, knowing it was impossible. The Doctor smiled.

"How did you know about my brother? He didn't come and bother you, did he?" he winked, playing along. Sophie sighed as he convinced her that the alternate universe was fairy tale.

"Oh, no, he just stayed with Craig a few days before running off again," Sophie answered as she got a little starry eyed. "He was brilliant at football and gave great advice. He helped me and Craig get together."

"That's so like him," the Doctor whispered, blushing at the compliments.

"How is he doing?"

"Well, I hope he's well. I haven't seen him in quite a while. He's quite the traveler," the Doctor answered with a soft smile. Sophie nodded, understanding.

"Do you know where he is now?" she implored as the Doctor shook his head.

"Probably somewhere far away," he answered with a smile. Sophie nodded, a bit disappointed. She wanted to see her Doctor again, at least once more. When he came into her life, everything changed for the better, and she wanted to thank him for that. "When he comes back, I'll send him your way."

"Good," she smiled, a bit relieved. Craig stared at the Doctor, upset by the empty promise. The Doctor turned away, knowing that it wasn't the best thing to say, but it was better than telling her that she was never going to see him again.

After dinner, the Doctor said his goodbyes to the Owens family. Sophie told him that he was welcome to come back whenever he wanted as Alfie gave his mother a frightened look. The Doctor smiled and took the invitation. Craig waved calmly as the Doctor started down the street back toward the Tyler mansion.

~~A~~

Rose waited in the living room as she watched telly with Tony. She couldn't believe how bored she was, but she agreed to it when Tony asked her. He was only four, after all. It would break his heart if she left. Instead, she kept glancing out the window, hoping that her Doctor would show up soon. Then Tony would divert his attention to him and she could turn off the ridiculous kid shows. Like an unlikely angel from above, Jackie came in and picked up Tony.

"It's time for bed," she informed as he whined. Rose did her best not smile with joy.

"But Muuuum," he complained as she shook her head.

"I already let you watch some telly, and now it's time for bed. Say goodnight to Rose," Jackie instructed, putting the child down again. He ran over to his sister and gave her a hug.

"'Night, Rose," he whispered as she squeezed him.

"G'night, buddy. Sweet dreams," she answered before putting him down. Tony grabbed his mother's hand before walking upstairs. Rose collapsed on the couch in relief once they were no longer in sight. She grabbed for the remote and turned on something that she would actually watch.

A few minutes later, the Doctor came in and locked the door behind him. Rose looked around the corner and smiled. He came into the room and crashed on the couch next to her.

"About time you got back home. How was dinner?" she asked as he took off his glasses and shrugged.

"It was fine. Mr. and Mrs. Owens recognized me. Turns out that they're from the same universe as we are. They were sucked into the universe somehow, as you were, and then attacked by the Angels a few days later. Seems that they found the energy and decided that it would be good time energy. They came over when Alfie was just a baby," the Doctor explained as Rose gaped.

"Have you met the Mr. and Mrs. before then?" she asked, thinking that all of this was a bit far fetched.

"No, but I have a feeling that my future regeneration may have. The Mrs. recognized my basic habits and called me out on it. However, it seems that her memory erased the event, so she was a bit confused. Had to lie to make sure that she didn't go crazy," he explained.

"What about the husband? How did he know you?"

"My future self must have shared his memories with him for some reason. He knew exactly who I was and where I came from. Even how I was made," the Doctor answered as Rose started to panic.

"Do you think he'll expose you?" she asked urgently, wanting her Doctor safe.

"No, no, I don't think so. He knows that I'm in hiding, so I think we should be fine. But now we know why the Angels are after Alfie," the Doctor continued.

"We do?"

"Well, yeah. They've come in contact with the Angels before. Now that the Angels have found them again, they might think it would be a bigger feast if they sent him back in time again, maybe even farther than before," he answered as Rose nodded, understanding.

"What do we do?"

"We have to outsmart them somehow. Trick them," he said with an unsure tone. He had been lucky in the past when he tricked them, and he wasn't sure if he could do it again.

"Right. Well, I'll go make some tea, and you figure that out," she smiled and kissed his cheek before leaving for the kitchen. The Doctor grinned up at her, liking the sound of tea, but knew that the situation was a bit more dire than tea could fix. Just as she turned the corner, Rose screamed and called for the Doctor, who was up from the couch immediately and dashed into the kitchen. The back door had been destroyed with two or three Angels in the house. The Doctor stared intently, panicking inside. "What do we do?"

"Don't blink. Don't you dare blink. I'll think of something," he whispered as he came up with an idea. "I'm going to be right back. Don't move. Don't blink."

"Where are you going?" she screamed, keeping her tears in check.

"I'll be right back. I'm not going to leave the house," he whispered as he slowly backed away. Rose started to whimper, never thinking that the Angels could find their way into her home. Soon the Doctor came back with a giant mirror and placed in front of Rose. She exhaled and walked around as the Angels stared at their reflection. "It worked!"

"And good thing it did, too," Rose retorted, wiping her eyes.

"Does your dad keep any sort of sledge hammers or anything of the sort?" he asked as Rose shrugged and ran out into the shed. The Doctor stayed and examined the Angels. It seemed that they were after something, and he wondered if it was Rose and him. That the Angels found out who was stopping them from getting to Alfie.

"Here's an old sledge hammer from when they built the house," she answered as she came back it. The Doctor took it from her and started to smash the Angels to bits. Rose watched in horror as her Doctor reduced the Angels to rubble. "Did that kill them?"

"Probably not, honestly, but it will slow them down. Hurry, get the broom," he instructed as she grabbed the wooden pole. The Doctor proceeded to sweep away the rocks and dust he had created into the back yard and sighed. "There we go."

"What are we going to do about the door? Mum's going to flip," Rose reminded as the Doctor went wide eyed. He forgot about the door. He turned to Rose.

"How about we go out for some chips?" he remedied as she laughed and nodded.

"Sounds good to me."