I own nothing! Also, would you guys out there please review? I need ideas! I'm taking some in the story now. Also, I've been having conflicting emotions about Nyssa. I think I might have accidentally skipped her while watching Classic Who. Can someone explain her for me? Thanks. Additionally, if any of the characters are too OOCish, just let me know, but don't flame!

The TARDIS materialized in her backyard. She, of course, was astonished. "Doctor!"

Who was this?

Sarah-Jane!

The TARDIS door opened an a man with a really large nose stepped out of it.

"Doctor?" Sarah-Jane asked uncertainly.

"I'm not the Doctor!" he put his hands up, surrendering. "My name is Rory."

"Nice to meet you, Rory," she shook his hand. "Are you a companion of the Doctor?"

"Yes," Rory nodded.

Then came out the rest.

"Are you the Doctor?" Sarah-Jane inquired to the bowtie wearing madman.

"Sarah-Jane!" he yelled with joy before picking her up and hugging her.

"Yup, you're the Doctor," she smiled before returning the hug.

"Did we just interrupt something emotional?" Amy raised her hand.

"No!" they separated quickly, blushing madly.

"Sarah-Jane's just an old friend of mine, and she's a past companion of my third and fourth regeneration," the Doctor informed.

"I see, and which regeneration are you on now?" the ginger questioned.

"Technically? Thirteen." the eldest Time Lord winced. "And Sarah? I came over here because I need help. Major help." (AN: I'm just going to call Sarah-Jane Sarah from now on. ;))

"What sort of trouble?" Sarah demanded, for she was ready for anything.

"Well, we sort of ran into this kid, who's a Gallifreyan; he was lost in a huge storm, separated from his group. The members of the group have been blown to distant ends of the universe, all of space and time, and we don't know where they are. It was a fairly large group, too. It consisted of the ten members of the Deca, my brother, and my parents," the Doctor moved a little closer. "We found one of them, though, and I would like to tell you that the kid with dark brown hair is a younger version of the Master. The blond kid is a younger version of me." he backed away. "Don't jugde Koschei, though. Got that? If you can't help, I understand..."

"Of course I'll help!" Sarah beamed at him. "But we still have to look for thirteen people?"

"No, that was the original amount. We still have eleven to go." the Doctor smiled, as if it made it so much better.

"It's not much of a difference," Mickey coughed.

"Mickey!" the previous companion beamed again.

"Sarah," Mickey looked equally surprised, he wasn't paying much attention. He was looking at Martha.

"Guess what!" he continued. "I'm not the only tin dog anymore!" Mickey made that sound like a huge achievement.

Sarah laughed at the old joke. "Who else?"

"Rory and Jack."

"They're always the males; I remember Harry...he was a tin dog, too." Sarah relaxed. "Anyways, to business. Do you need assistance from Mr. Smith?"

The Doctor shrugged. "It couldn't hurt."

They headed inside, but a certain blond and brunette stayed back. They had a lot of planning to do.

They had a lot of planning to do, indeed.

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