"Devin! Your alien is here!" Your older brother, Paul, yells from downstairs in the kitchen. You groan and turn over to look at the clock sitting on your bedside table.
"Waay too early." You throw yourself from bed, putting on your pink fluffy robe and then run downstairs and out the back door. You run to the T.A. .S sitting in your back lawn and bang on the doors until he comes out with a big smile on his face.
"Good morning Devin! Sleep well?"
"I would have if you hadn't come here so early! You know I like to sleep in Doctor!" His smile vanishes, turning into a sort of pout.
"I'm sorry Devin, I forgot." Aww man, I can't stay mad at that face!
"It's okay Doctor, let me get dressed and pack then I will be right out. Alright?"
"Alright!" His smile returns and he goes back into the T.A.R.D.I.S while you head back inside.
You and the Doctor began traveling about a month ago, after he rescued you from Daleks which were one of his worst enemies. You found that out after he invited you to travel the stars with him and you gladly accepted, even though he warned you of the dangers. You didn't care, you wanted to see what there was beyond your boring life. Paul, though, didn't take the news easily when you explained you would be traveling with him more often.
"I don't like him." Paul says. He prevented you from going outside as you ran passed him. He holds onto your arm tightly.
"Paul, he isn't dangerous. He's the safest man I know, one of the safest men that have come into my life." Paul raises a brow.
"Oh so you mean he is different from the others? Do you like him?" He questions. You turn red in the cheeks and protest.
"I'm not saying that at all!" You pull out of his grasp and Paul crosses his arms, glaring at you.
"It's all over your face Devin. Alright, go with him and do whatever. Go get lost somewhere." He returns to what he had been doing before the argument started. You roll your eyes and cheerfully run into the T.A.R.D.I.S finding the Doctor leaning against the console. Tapping his foot impatiently.
"Troubles with your brother again?"
"He's just over protective, that's all." The Doctor shrugs.
"That's what brothers do. So, Miss Foxy, where would you like to go today? Past? Future? To another galaxy?" You bite your lip, trying to decide. Such a hard decision!
"I'd like to go...I would like to go meet some of your friends!" The Doctor frowns.
"My friends?" You nod. The Doctor shrugs. He chuckles.
"Alright! First stop, Torchwood!"