Hello, Bonjour and Halo. It's me, Beth, here once again to darken the computer screens of all the loyal Doctor Who fans out there. This is a shout out to every bow-tie loving, celery wearing, jelly baby offering time lord/lady out there.

So, before you read it, how about a quick brief?

Basically, the Doctor ( who we know and love ) made a mistake... a huge mistake... and Donna is the one who sorts him out. It's set after they drop Martha back off after ' The Doctor's Daughter'. Who knows? If you all enjoy it, and tell me or else I won't know, I might make it into a continous story and follow the rest of the series.

Sorted? Good. Thank you… and thanks for reading!

Donna wondered aimlessly around the rather impressive library, looking for a descent book that would be able to hold her attention while the Doctor fixed a couple of things under the console. For some reason, completely unknown to her, the TARDIS seemed sick in a way that she had never seen before. It didn't seem like the occasional doubts of digestion she'd seen so it left the latest companion very confused. Even the lights in the ship had been affected, changing from the bright orange that she had long since grown accustomed to. Instead, the console room and a rather long corridor – that ran parallel to the one her room was on – were bathed in an ominous purple colour. When they first changed, it wiped the smile clean off of the Doctor's face, his deep brown eyes filling up with sadness.

Once he had realised that she had been standing there, staring at him in worry, he told her that they would have to stay in the vast time vortex a little while longer than he first anticipated; he need to sort out a couple of things with the ship. She'd tried to help him, asking if there was anything he needed but he simply asked her to leave him alone for a few hours as the task would need all of his concentration and focus or something could happen. Even the ginger temp had spotted a few tears building up in his eyes but she didn't ask, deciding that it was better to give him the solitude he so obviously needed.

Her fingers gently grazed down the spines of most of the books he had collected during his extended 900 years of life, some tattered and torn to show their place in his list of preferences while others looked brand new. Her curious finger only stopped when it reached something that seemed extremely interesting to her.

Suddenly curious as to what it contained, she pulled it from its place between 'Tales from the depths of the black forest' and 'The creature with seven venomous tails.' The book itself was around 4 inches thick and bound in deep purple leather, the fancy golden writing standing out boldly against the amethyst background. After taking a couple of minutes to examine some of the smaller details like the aged flower stickers stuck on the front, she opened it up to reveal the very first page. Moving over to the closest sofa, she sank down into the soft green velvet and began to read the untidy scrawl of a young child.

Okay, this whole scrapbook was an idea of the Doctor's because I would rather video tape it… which is why I'll be beginning a video diary soon but anyway. He thinks that it's important for me to keep a detailed record of all our adventures so we can look back at them when we're older and have a laugh but mainly because he's getting forgetful so instead of being denied my supply of jelly babies for the rest of this birthday trip, I've decided that I will humour the old man. (If you're reading this sometime in the future Theta, you know that you can't deny it but don't worry, I still like you!)

To be quite honest, I actually have no idea when I should start which is strange because I usually know everything…. Lord, I sound like the pompous time lord but oh well, we're both 'sides of the same coin' as he loves to say. Well, I never really understand the famous Earth saying but I think it's a good thing. My Theta is extraordinary so if I'm like him, it can't be a bad thing, can it?

So, I'm going to start with today which is my 120th birthday, 40 years since I have begun travelling with the doctor. Today, he decided to take me to 19th century England. At first, I was curious as to why I had to change out of my clothes but when I stepped outside, I could see why.

Every woman and girl was wearing a large dress, all in different colours, shapes and sizes which was incredible to look at. He then looked down at me, that cheeky smirk on his face and twinkle in his eyes before offering me his arm. Of course, I took it and we were off, my dress sweeping the cobbles of London. Before I knew it, I was standing in front of one of my favourite human authors. Lewis Carol! Then, as if that experience wasn't enough, he explained that I loved his book and got him to sign my copy of 'Alice in Wonderland'. (Can you remember Theta? You got be it when I was 85? After joking that it was a pretty childish book but I should enjoy it? If not, I told you your memory was going!)

So, we've just pulled away and now he's babbling on about what we'll be having for dinner. Apparently, he knows a quaint little chip shop on New Earth in New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York. For time lord's sake, that is a mouthful and writing it? We'll just say that my hand is now beginning to cramp up so I will make the rest of this brief.

To be honest, I've never tried a chip so it will be a nice to try something different. I mean, last time, I was introduced to Jelly babies! I'm officially going to trust Theta as he hasn't let me down.

Oh… well… he has just been dancing around the console… in the WORST fashion I've ever seen. That's the first time he's ever let me down, especially as I spent the majority of the trip teaching him how to dance in true Gideon fashion though it seems, the Gallifreyan style suits him better. Admittedly, the flailing of limbs is rather amusing to watch… and now he's singing into a banana so I think I better go stop him before she begins complaining about him getting all her controls sticky like last time.

I'll make sure to write again tomorrow… hopefully with my experience of chips!

Oh, and if you're reading this in the future Theta (hopefully when I'm not there so you don't take away my jelly babies) "Hey Theta! How strange is this? A conversation with a book but before you claim that we're not having a conversation, think. How do I know exactly what you're going to say? And no, I haven't written this in afterwards so don't even use that excuse… or that one. Really? Going through your diary? I'd never do that. Yep, I know you have a diary. How? Simple. Ah, wouldn't you like to know? I know you do but I'm not telling you. Now, go to bed before you fall asleep and don't deny that you're tired; you are. Goodbye, good night and you've been a lovely audience Theta. Very observant."

Interested, and entertained by what she had read, Donna carried on reading through the slightly crumpled pages, some with long entries and others as small and simple as " I love chips with tomato sauce!". Tucked into a page, around half way through, was an old Polaroid picture with the caption 'the madman, his moon and their beautiful blue box'. In it, the Doctor was grinning happily, his arms wrapped around a teenage girl who just about reached his shoulder. He wore a bright blue suit that matched her eyes and a deep crimson tie, the same colour of her long fiery curls. They both leaned against the police box with smiles while a pair of suns set between them though their eyes were glued to each other… gazing at each other.

The ginger companion couldn't help but smile at the picture, seeing the warm feelings that seemed to flood their eyes. She'd noticed that he had never looked at anyone else like that. For as long as she had been travelling with him, the only things that gained a similar gaze were the memories of Rose and the ship they lived in.

Picking up the collection of the memories, she decided to go to the Doctor in order to get the answers that she so suddenly craved after reading about this girl who used to travel around with the two hearted alien. She couldn't help it; the girl in the picture seemed familiar in way though the red head couldn't put her finger on what it was about her.

However, the closer she got to the main control room, the louder the sound of his sobs grew until she stood just inside the doorway, watching the strong man crack as he clutched a soft toy to his chest, his eyes trained on the computer screen. The small fluffy teddy bear was holding a banana in one paw while the other held a small crescent moon it its chest. His tears dampened its sandy brown fur as he rocked back and forth slightly. From her place, she could hear the soft voice of a girl and see a flash of red on the screen but nothing more.

"Hey Theta, me in the future, my beautiful ship and whoever is there, probably Sarah Jane or that Rose Tyler you keep going on about. Nice to know you do have a life when I'm not here. Anyway, it's my 300th birthday and I'm officially an adult! How cool is that! So what if I look like I'm a 15 year old human, I know the truth. I have to admit though, its wicked cool when old ladies are like "Oh, isn't the little dear so cute? 15? She hardly knows the world beneath her feet.". If only they knew that I can feel their world spin at 1039 miles per hour. If anything, I know the ground beneath their feet better than they do and it isn't even my planet! Brilliant."

"Doctor?" she called quietly, watching as he whipped around to face her quickly, hands moving up to get rid of the stubborn tears that clung to his cheeks. Placing the stuffed bear to one side, he jumped up and painted an obviously fake smile on his rather handsome face.

"Donna! Sorry about that, damned dust all over the place… I should really clean this place more often or maybe… I could hire a maid. What do you think? Alien with two hearts is looking for an open minded maid to clean an amazingly spectacular time travelling police box. Wouldn't go very well and I'd probably be sectioned but oh well…" he babbled, most of his words blurring together near the end from the speed he was speaking at until he his eyes dropped down to what she held beneath her arm. Instantly, all words died in his throat.

Walking over, he quickly snatched it away from her hands then held it tightly against his chest, as though he was protecting it from her. She was pretty startled by his behaviour but quickly snapped out of it, knowing that she wouldn't receive her answers if she wasn't persistent; it was clear that something about that book caused him to react so strongly… so openly.

"Doctor, who's Luna?"

"Where did you find this?" he demanded, glaring at her through narrowed eyes.

"In the library… So, who is she?" she asked, moving to lean against the console while he stared at her like she had suddenly sprouted a second head before quickly shutting the computer screen off. Then, after what seemed like a couple of centuries, he swallowed the ever growing lump in his throat and answered his companion/best friend.

"She… well… Lu was… is… could've been… uh, she used to travel with me. Every year, I'd pick her up and we'd run away from a week to celebrate her birthday without her parents knowing. I was just too smart."

"Her parents? She left her parents to travel with you?". For a few moments, a happy light seemed to return to his eyes, brighter than ever before.

"Of course she did; I'm way more interesting than her parents! Besides, she wasn't always happy there so a week away did her a lot of good. Plus, it was a good birthday present. Ah, that girl. She always made me laugh, looking up at me with those big blue eyes before giggling and calling me her 'silly Theta man' so what was the harm of keeping her with me for a while? Her parents never knew she was gone 'cause I was careful with the times and I made sure nothing too bad happened to her."

"Too bad?"

"Well, of course, she got a little hurt now and again. The occasional scraped knee and such… maybe a bite or two but my little Loony never complained. She'd just whimper for a couple of seconds before pulling me down for a huge. Always good… Hugs… Don't you think Donna? Awe, come here!" he said, throwing his arms around her shoulders in order to give her a big hug but both knew that it was more for his own need then hers so Donna squeezed him back gently.

"What happened to her?"

"I-I'd rather not speak about it…"

"Doctor…" her tone was warning, similar to what a mother might use with their child. Sighing quietly to himself, he pulled away and moved to take a seat on the captain's chair before tapping the place next to him, inviting her. Taking the hint, she parked herself beside him, reading to listen to his tale. She wanted to help him, to help him feel better but she also wanted to know. If something could make him act out of character, it was something worth knowing.

"We travelled together. Every year for her birthday, I whisked her away from a week but to me, well, she never really left… Advantages of a time machine. She'd see me once a year but I never lived without her so really, we'd only been together for about 4 and half earth years." He explained, hesitating slightly but Donna just placed a hand over his, silently encouraging him.

"She came from Gideon, my home planet's twin because every planet has one. Well, basically, time lords evolved from her people. We age 1 physical year for every 5 we live but Gideon's age 1 for every 20. I went to her planet, just to see where we started but the TARDIS had a rough landing. She was the one who found me with tears running down her cheeks so I asked what was wrong. That's when she told me that no one had remembered her birthday. I just couldn't leave her there. Could I?" he asked, looking at her. She shook her head, agreeing with him. He couldn't leave a girl who helped him crying, swanning back into the TARDIS while she sobbed.

"I took her with me, just planning on one trip as a present and a 'thank you'. It escalated from there and before I knew it, we'd been a week so I took her home. She looked so upset, standing by the door holding her teddy so I told her that I'd be back the next year. Like before, it just escalated and I found myself going back the moment she left. S-she just reminded me of everything I had lost… she was smart and wanted to see everything…. Without people like her, my species would've never begun."

"But what happened to her doctor?". The double hearted alien gave a long shaky breath before running a hand through his already unruly brown hair.

"On her 320th birthday, I'd got by dates mixed up. Instead of being gone an hour, we'd be gone 3 weeks. When we turned up, her parents were incredibly angry, even more so when they saw she was with a time lord because ever since that group left, Gideons and Gallifreyans had been enemies. As she was… anyway, they took us to trial where her own people, friends and family, sentenced her to death with me. I couldn't let that happen so we ran away from them. It was… nice to have her with me but then we ran into these… monsters. The same monsters that destroyed my planet. I couldn't let them kill her too. Yeah, she was more durable than humans but I couldn't let them take her away from me too so I sent her to stay with a friend of mine… she's been on Earth ever since." He finished, his eyes glistening with tears once more. Even the thought of her was painful.

"You loved her." Donna stated without any hesitation or question in her voice. It was rather obvious by the way he spoke about her. All he did was nod before resting his head against the palm of his hand.

"Doctor, if you loved her, you shouldn't have just left her. From what I read in that book, she never wanted to leave you… I mean, listen to this-" she told him, carefully taking the book from him and flicking back to one of the last entries. "- So today, me and Theta watched a star being born but as per usual, he had to break it down to its scientific level, stealing all of the beauty out of the act but I guess it's just his way. Besides, it's one of the things I love about that man… that and he doesn't see me like a little kid, despite how I act and look. Anyway, I'll forever remember his face, that huge smile like a child at Christmas time. Sometimes, I can't help but think about him with his cheeky grin, messy hair and chocolate eyes. That idiot…. Does that sound like someone who would want you to go?"

"It doesn't matter now. She hasn't seen me for 40 years Donna.". Growling in frustration, she hit him around the head with the book though not hard enough to cause to much pain, just enough to knock some sense into him.

"She's an adult for God's sake! Park us on Earth and go find her. You never know, she might have actually missed you, you idiot! Let her decide what's better for her." She yelled, standing up but she stumbled in surprise when the TARDIS gave a large shiver at her words, the lights changing back to the bright orange she was used to. All the Doctor did was groan in response, his eyes narrowed on the main console.

"Oh, bloody hell… Fine! It looks like Torchwood's our next destination but believe me, she will not be happy to see me." He told her before beginning the practised dance around the console, flicking the odd switch, pressing a random button or twisting the occasional knob until the ship began to wheeze, signalling her landing. Smiling, the older woman grabbed his hand and yanked him out of the TARDIS with nothing more than a whispered 'thanks' to the ship.

When they got out, she realised that they were in Cardiff but she also realised that the Doctor tensed up slightly. With a sigh, she slipped her hand into his then looked up at him, hoping he would lead her to where this Luna was. When their eyes met, he nodded then pulled her towards a rundown tourist information centre beside the Roald Dahl Plass. After being yanked through multiple corridors, they finally reached what appeared to be the main office.

Captain Jack Harkness looked up from the laptop after hearing someone walk through the door. Instead of seeing Ianto, who had promised to bring him a cup of coffee as he was working so hard, he saw someone he never thought he'd see again… not after the Master. Grinning, he jumped up and wrapped his arms around his oldest friend before turning to the ginger woman who stood by his side. Switching to a flirtatious smirk, he picked up her hand and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

"Well hello…"

"Jack." The Doctor warned, glaring playfully at the other man but all Donna did was blush.

"What, can't I introduce myself?" he asked in annoyance but dropped her hand with a wink shot to her, causing the reddening in her cheeks to intensify in colour. Then, before anyone else could say a word, the sound of approaching footsteps floated from the corridor that lead down to the weevils.

"Come on Jacky, we both know where it leads… So, who are you introducing yourself to? New recruits?". The voice grew closer until they all saw a young crimson haired woman skip through, completely ignorant to the other two people in the room though the visitor's mouths dropped open. Oblivious, she moved over to a desk and picked up a cup of cold coffee, draining the remnants with a small smile.

"You know, you always had a bad habit for finishing my coffee." Donna said, a smirk creeping onto her face. The moment she saw her, it all fell into place. Luna, or Lily as she knew her, was an intern at H.C. Clements. She was the girl to show her around the work place though she looked much older in her suit then in a pair of jeans, vest, waistcoat and black converse. Instead of her locks being pinned up in an elegant French twist, they were thrown into a hazardous ponytail.

She turned her head, her eyes brightening at the sight of her friend. Laughing, she launched herself into the old woman's arms, holding her close with her face buried in her shoulder. All the older woman could do was chuckle, her hand patting her back gently while looked over her head, towards the Doctor. In the time she'd be assaulted by her friend, he'd moved over to Jack and began speaking calmly with him, their conversation too quiet for her human ears.

"Hey! I haven't seen you since you and Lance decided to get engaged! Though, I have to apologise. I saw the thing in the paper a while back and tried to get in touch but your mum said something about Egypt… your granddad kind of adopted me as another granddaughter and before I know it, I'm swapped with trying to train new recruits to join our ranks. So, what brought you here? Actually, how the hell did you get in here? Oh! Are you thinking about joining? We could do someone in administration since Ianto never shuts up about the bloody filing!" she babbled, reminding Donna of the other alien in her life. Smirking, she carefully pushed her away.

"A friend of mine brought me here… you might know him but it seems I distracted you a little. Now, turn around and look at who's talking to Captain Hunk". In confusion, she turned and practically gaped at the sight of her best friend. The man she had managed to fall in love with had been standing there, looking at her and she hadn't even noticed! God, she was out of touch with her senses.

"Hello Loony girl. Miss me?" The Doctor asked cheekily, using a grin to hide his nervousness but it was wiped off by the swipe of her hand. His head snapped to the right, a red mark slowly appearing on his cheek where her hand had connected with his face. All he could do was stare at her, watching as she turned to the closest desk before punching it with enough force to cause a considerable amount of force, resulting in her shaking her hand angrily.

"Hello Loony girl? That's all you have to say? You dumped me on this planet with no bloody way off and all you have to say is: miss me? Well, Doctor, yes I have but after 39 years, the sting finally faded away! W-Why did you leave me? D-Did I do something w-wrong?" she whimpered softly, looking up at him with teary blue eyes, the anger fading the moment her hand connected the metal table. He approached her carefully, his hands outstretched towards her until they rested on her cheeks, his thumbs wiping away the tears that escaped.

"Never Luna. You could never do anything wrong. I… I just didn't want them to hurt you. I-I've missed you so much but every year, the ship's been giving me a difficult time, turning the lights purple as if to remind me. I don't think I would've lasted one more year." He murmured, resting his forehead against hers. Her lips tugged upwards slightly, her eyes closing on contact while the other two people watched on.

"P-please, take me away from here."

"Of course… If Jack doesn't mind."

"You better go pack Luna girl."Beaming, she ran back to her room and began packing as quickly as she could, shoving things into a large backpack. All she could think about was getting back onto the TARDIS… being back home.

The mismatched trio walked through the blue wooden doors after Luna exchanged teary goodbyes from the Torchwood team, and after promising a certain Captain that she would call him every couple of days so he knew that she wasn't dead in a ditch somewhere… or that the Doctor hadn't murdered her with a rusty spoon before chopping her up into itty bitty pieces and cramming her in some unknown corner of the TARDIS.

The moment she crossed the threshold, the whole room brightened and the console hummed, recognising her instantly. Smiling, she ran up to the main piece of machinery then began stroking it gently, her fingers gliding over the panels lovingly while the other two watched on.

"Are you happy she's back?" The temp from Chiswick asked, laughing slightly at the sight of him, the way his eyes carefully followed her around as though she might disappear at any moment. Finally snapping out of it, he glanced at her and nodded, his eyes returning back to where they were a moment later.

"God, she hasn't changed, have you girl? Good. Last time, he used that leopard skin desktop and we both know what a mess that turned out to be, despite how sexy the print was. Don't worry though love, you're even sexier without it. Now, don't suppose you could dig my room out of the archives, could you? I hate beginning from scratch.". With a whooshing noise, the corridors began to reshuffle themselves until the ominous purple corridor was the one of the visible ones. With a kiss to the console, she skipped down the ramp and towards the room but turned around before walking in.

"I'll be ready in a few Doctor… Don't start without me."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

"You know Doctor, I think it'll be fun with her around." Donna told him and he couldn't help but agree but one thing kept on replaying over in his mind.

'Why isn't she calling me Theta?'

Sighing, he set the TARDIS to random, deciding to make it up to his Luna. Before the end of the week, they'd be back to how they were.

Please review and tell me what you think… x

Love you all !