"This is such a man!" the doctor rebuked her.

"Yes…we know all about him, but you don't even know who we were too you…if you claim to be who you really are!" Ace said. Her voice quaked just a little. It was like the feeling of her life being turned upside down once again. This time she had to keep a grip on her feelings. She was no longer a lone teen drifting out in deep space. She was a young woman who saw things that most people dared to dream let alone see in their minds.

"Ace…" the Doctor said as he tried to smile like he use to for her. "…is that your name?"

"That's just a nickname…" Ace said as she pouted slightly.

"and you too Leela…" he glanced at his still young warrior with spark of life in his eyes that only he had reason with her at her own level.

"What is all this leading to?"

It was Leela who was standing there, taking all in. She was quiet at times. Yet, with the times she had spent traveling with the Doctor had made her to speak up with a voice. She had to also keep her mouth shut at times. She was very bold with her voice as well. She was going to put her cents in right now. "I don't have time for this..." she said as she was about to close up shop for the day.

"I feel the same way!" Ace sighed. She folded her arms over her chest. There was no smile on her face. The only look on her face was that of being totally wore out any the lies she had to swim through every day.

"Why don't we go somewhere and talk this out..." the Doctor asked with a pleading glance. He knew he was getting nowhere by any means.

"Look Doctor...why don't we go back to the Tardis and show them..." Martha asked. She knew if Leela and Ace saw the Tardis...then, they could be convinced he was speaking the true.

Finally the doctor smiled a warm and relieved smile. He knew Martha was a great traveling companion. He had to get the two to go with him and Martha over to the Tardis maybe then, they could finally convince themselves of who he really was. "Why don't we do it...please?" he begged with large puppy-dog eyes.

"Well," Ace whined a little. She could sense her Doctor inside of this new one. It was like he never left her.

"And if you let us go inside of your Tardis...then," Leela asked.

He had to think and think fast. Leela was more grounded in seeing things unlike Ace who had seen much of the universe.

"And we will have tea!" he blurted out. His eyes grew wide as he forced a lop-sided grin on his lips. He had to start somewhere, why not a cup of tea.

As the group caem toward the hall in which the Tardis was now standing, the doctor tried to remember things that he once knew to be true ion his mind. There was so much that happened to him in the past fifty or so years since he had landed on earth. He had gained and lost people as they drifted out his life. He watched every event possible on one person's life many times over.

Now, he wanted to just merrily go back to the past and find his sense of hope. When he had lost Rose, he had lost a little large part of it.

Martha knew he needed to get back to the swing of things. He was very much lost without a prop ruse. He always had a habit of getting himself into danger or trouble without knowing that he was. She had to drag him back into reality. She felt more like a sister than a traveling companion.

The doctor looked at Tardis. He had numerous trips in that ship. He wondered if it easier just to let the idea of fighting for what was right just slip from his hands. He nearly let the Tardis die a few times. He nearly died himself as many time has the world was plunged into terror. He knew that was not him. His father and mother rose this time Lord to be a reasonable being. Until he met people like Ace and Leela and Rose that he had a better understand of what it was to be human. He said, "I WONDRED if it possible for me to leave and never come back!"

"And what are you talking about...Doctor?" Martha asked with a raised eyebrow. She felt like she needed to give the Doctor a good shove in cold place to get his bearings straightened.

"Nothing...after nearly 1000 years of spending time like it was anything... I have been a start of humbug!" he sighed with a pout. He opened the door the craft and stepped in. Martha followed him after a second or two of regaining her cool.

She looked at him with a sidelong stare. Her mouth was a slightly opened in a strange amused glare. She huffed, "A humbug?"

He nodded with a bug-eyed stare back, "Yea…a humbug! You know like the wizard in the Wizard of OZ!"

"Oh…boy!" she thought. She glared at him for just a minute before looking at the control panel. She wanted to give a knob a good twist or hit a switch. There was no way of doing when the Doctor was in his mood. He was swinging from happy to feeling lonely in a heartbeat. Martha knew it all too well.

"What?" he stared at her for just a breath? He wondered what was on her mind. "Do have something on my face?"

She swallowed her words back before she could speak. "No," she boiled out after a second of thinking. She raised her hands to let them fall in a quick movement of utter surprise. She said, "There is nothing wrong with your face. I just wish you can get out that mind set of yours!"

"What mindset?" he asked. He looked at Martha with a look for sheer puzzlement. He had to figure out what was she telling. Was it got to the point where Martha was just testing him or was he just is a royal pain?

"You have no idea!" she huffed with her arms moving in a single flopping movement.

"You have been in a funk for the last few days..." she growled. Her eyes were beginning to narrow a little. "You need to be on one level playing field!"

"I'm not like that!" the doctor sighed, waving his hands in the air. He knew that he was fighting a losing battle.

"And you hadn't seen how many other lives that you had touched!" Martha poisoned out in a calm voice. "You have powers that you should be grateful for!"

Her words sounded like a pastor poaching to the choir. He felt like he was just a good fellow whose time had worn out.

"What are you doing to do!" she asked. She was staring at him straight in his eyes. There was a look she had before when she first met up with him when her hospital was under attack and taken to the moon. She was always the kind of a person who wanted to see and feel the real world.

"There is nothing really we can do until we see something going on that I feel like doing!" the doctor snapped at Martha. He was going tired of being who he was. He was being called on by an unseen force for good. He had been doing well for a long time. Why was he picked on do that idea?

"You sound hopeless..." Martha sighed. She knew he was right.

"What if I am?" he questioned her with narrowed eyes and scowl on his face. He looked at her with a sour look on his kisser. "I am just one being...mind you a super mindful busy body who had saved the universe millions times over!"

"And you need to light up and forget her..." Martha said as she walked over to glare at him. She felt the urge to slap him and hard. She was going to raise her hand up to his face, but she stopped slowly. What was holding her back? She felt someone watching her from a distance. Martha looked at the Doctor. She wondered if he had been just playing her along. Her suspicion look was like that of Rose when Rose was out of sorts with the Doctor.

"I guess we have to get the Tarids up and running soon. There is a hitch with that!" the doctor said. He remembered how low the power core was becoming inside of the Tardis.

"What's the hitch?" Martha asked. She wondered if he was losing his senses of who he was. She gave him a very skeptical look. "Is you who's causing it?"

Surprised, the Doctor with a half shocked stare, "Who…me?" placing a hand up his left heart, he gasped. Trying to remain calm he said, "Why are you asking me that sort of a question?"

Feeling a sort of surprise herself, Martha said, "What about me…I see how you are!"

The Doctor felt a kick in the head sort of anger that was just beginning to edge up. He stammered, "W-w-w-what!"

"What's it am I thinking?" she questioned. It was more like a full being fired at him than just mere words.

He scolded at her for just a minute before huffing back to his favorite easy chair at one concern of the Tarids. He stopped talking to her. It was a fight in which very few words were spoken; bit the cold of longing for a better tomorrow was there. Sure Martha was fun and was just like Rose. Rose was rose and Martha was no substitute. The doctor flopped down on his chair. He gathered himself up as he wondered if he could take her back to her own time. He rested in hunched pose with his feet dangling over the side of the chair arm. He placed his left pinky finger up to his lips. He felt like chewing on the nail. He turned to glare at Martha for just a second before turning back.

"Quit acting like a bagboy!" she huffed. She headed for another part of the Tarids that she knew the way to.

He murmured in a soft vice, "Am I not, acting like a baby!" then, he started to nib at the nail tip.

Ace had no idea how the past was going to catch up with her. She and Lela were at a local pub. She did not sit with Leela at the bar. Instead she sat alone at a booth in the far cocker. It was like a bolt of the blue as she sipped at a bad take of a diet coke. She wished she was back on earth where a diet coke tasted like a diet coke. She was trying to recapture her youth. She was nearly reaching her mid-forties. What did they say that life began after forty? What a joke that was.

Leela had sat on a bar stool, nursing a mix of water and some sort of light beer mix. It was the strongest thing she could stomach at the time. Her chin rested on a hand as she rested the arm which was attached to the hand, on the bar edge. She wondered what was going on her life. Suddenly without warning, a man who claims himself the Doctor come out of nowhere with the same machine. She wondered if she was crazy at the time. She remembered when the Doctor left her. It was kind of a sad time for her. All the adventures and dangerous places were a sort of a thrill to her. She wondered if her Doctor had died and someone else took his place. She remembered slightly about the Doctor explaining to her about the time when he was going to not die, but be sort of reborn.

It all was completely strange for a human to be utterly a new creature. He was only a little human. He had mostly an alien mind and a remarkable mind. He was loved humans for everything.

She tock another slip and tried to smile at the past.

Mathura on the other hand was still inside of the TARDIS. She had made tea and sat in a fainting couch which was owned by Erik of the Paris Opera house. She found that hard to belief at first. Yet, she had traveled all over time and space with a man who claimed to be an alien. She heard the many clocks chimed, whistle and other various noises. She would have loved to drop the tea cup and clap her hands over her ears. The noise could drive a normal person crazy. Yet, she was not normal by his standards. He had a level of adventure which made Mathura wondered. She had been with him what seemed like a few days in normal settings, but she had traveled all over the universe and time.

The tea was still hot as Martha placed the cup up to her lips. She gently pulled back the cup before she could burn her lips. She breathed out quickly her anger. She was anger with herself. Why did she pick on the Doctor? She had no intention on hurting him in any form.

The doctor on the other hand was fiddling around with the control panel of the Tardis. He had been very busy with everything. He had started to rewire the auto flux and hoped it worked this time around. He knew it was not working up to speed since the last time. He knew it had been patched up the last time he and Grace stopped the Master with the inner most workings of the eye of Harmony. Then, it was reworked another time when he as his seven self and Rose.

He dropped a small wrench onto the floor when he stood up and breathed. Why was he thinking of her again. She was a fun girl who was just like him, lonely.

"Oh…Blake seven!" he huffed as he bent down to grab the wrench out from the perch on the flooring.

"What was that…you said…Grandfather?" a young girl's asked in a normal sounding tone.

The Doctor bumped his head he stood up from the flooring. He did not know he was going to collide with the control panel. He stared wildly at a young girl who was dressed in a large white and black stripped sweater and a pair of black leggings. She had her hair bobbed in a bubble type hair cut. She was the very first of the Doctor companions. He gaped as he instantly remembered who she was. "Susan?" he asked with his mouth gapped a little.

At first she was surpassed as well. She was still expecting her grandfather to be the same as he always did. He had gone through a long list of changes in the past fifty Erath years. "Is that really you?" she aisled. She was still his granddaughter from all those years ago.

Martha heard two people talking. She was surprised to hear another voice inside of the TARDIS.

"Susan...you have not changed!" the doctor gasped in horror. Indeed she had not changed since the last he had seen her.

"No...I'm still the young and curious teenager as I always till is!" she said. She came up to the grandfather and sat down on the flooring. She wanted to tell of veering she had seen in the past fifty years since the two spilt up.

"But...tell me one thing!" he asked before she could say another word.

"What's that?" she asked.

"Where is Ian and Barbra?" he remembered in the hazy of his extremely age of 1,200 years.

"They are quiet fine…" she smiled. She walked over to where he was sitting at. Bending down, Susan picked up both of his hands. She studied him and his hands for a minute or two. Then, she knew it was still him. He was still her grandfather despite being so young. "You have grown younger…" she smiled for the second time.

Feeling like he should take the complement and run with it, he gave a mock pout and said, "No…not really!"

"You have…maybe in looks…but, you still have that grumpiest inside…" Susan joked.

"I have to hide it…I can be a real pain at times!"

Susan knew time was growing short for her being on the same plain as the present Doctor. She also knew he was just being himself, a lost man. She said with a sad look, "I heard about the Time-wars…"

There was another pain he felt. He still had the TARDIS…but he had lost a great deal of his past. He had lost his true home. He nodded, "Yes…our home…Gallifrey is no more!" He placed both hands up to his lips.

"Are you the last?" Susan asked the most chilling question that she had kwon for years.

"There is a possibility…yes," he looked at her with those hunted eyes of his. The look he had for a long time. he had never stop to realize he had been so at war with himself. He had known all what lay ahead for him if he so dared.

"Are you going to find anyone from home?"

He glanced at where Martha was sitting. She had been drinking her second cup of tea. This time she had picked out a more sensible flavor. She was a little surprised to see another figure standing at the Doctor's side.

The Doctor sat up a little straighter as he said, "I'm sorry… I have not introduced you, Susan…to Martha!"

With a bound, the Doctor stood up and glanced at Susan… "This is my Granddaughter…Susana!"

"Your granddaughter?" Martha said with a surprised look. To her, the Doctor was too young to be having grandkids. Yet, he was well over the human life spending five or six times over.

"Yes…she and two other people who traveled with me on the first time I was on earth during the early nineteen sixties. Yet, I was an old man at the time!" He smiled a little.

"This is getting a little strange…" Martha said when she looked at Susan with a young woman's eye.

"I don't bite!" Susan said as she smiled. She stuck out her hand in a sort of hand shake. She knew Martha was all human.

"Are you sure?" Martha said. She very weakly took the hand in hers.

"It's been a while since I saw a real human…" Susan sighed.

"Oh?" the doctor asked in his every growing curiosity.

"I have been lately in a world of computers…I can't stop and talk to anyone with a microchip aplenty somewhere in their bodies, "Susan sighed once again. "I want to be normal and dull!"