"Oh?" the doctor asked. His eyebrows knitted into a large line of worry. He knew that Martha was just being a bone head.

"What is your name?" Susan asked Martha. She wanted to see if this stranger who was traveling with the Doctor was a good creature or something evil.

Martha had a twinge of doubt inside of her. She did not want any ill feelings between the Doctors.

"It's Martha! Martha Jones!" she slowly uttered as she stared at Susan. It was like she had a feeling like she had met her before.

"Martha?" Susan said as her mind began to roll the name around. She had no idea what was going on with this new form of her grandfather.

"Would you like a cup pouf tea or some jelly babies?" the doctor asked. Then, he had to rethink limn just what was just said. "Jelly Babies?" he murdered to himself. "When was the last time I had one?" one glancing down to the flooring of the Tardis, the Doctor gasped.

"What's wrong?" Both Martha and Susan asked the doctor.

"It's something in the past!" Doctor groaned. Thorn, he smacked himself on the forehead. Then, he winced afterwards. He realized he was a little too hard on his self infliction. "That hurt!"

Susan was ready for the answer. She sighed as she did the many times she had seen her grandfather goof up royally, "It's was me neat to hurt like that."

Mather felt like the doctor was being unscented more than normal. She jumped by chided at Susan, "He was in pain before you came along!"

Susan was no longer the young girl who loved to be with her grandfather. She was an older and wiser being. She smiled carefully and said, "And your point being?"

"Can we just get along?" the doctor asked. He was going to have peace in art one part of the known universe no matter how small.

"You haven't changed!" Susan said, and then she started to laugh like she had always done in the past.

Feeling a little more, the doctor pursed his lips and said, "A little on the outside!"

"More like a whole lot!" Susan sighed.

He let out a painful sigh. He wanted to go back so badly. He was no longer the man who Susan knew. He was had changed into another person altogether.

"And you will know how it feels when I leave this world of time travel once and for all!" She said.

Her words…her words felt like needles being poked through his skin and they burned hotly in his marrow.

"You loved to be in different places!'" uttered loudly he did. He wanted to reach out and touch the past. He was about to take his hand up towards hers, yet something had stopped him. He knew Susan was no longer his granddaughter in a sense. She had grown up even after she had left him for just a little while.

"And I have seen so much and it's all good!" she smiled her old girlish smile. It had struck a chord with him.

"I had hoped to see you grow up," he forced a smile in his lips. It was a sour smile full of regret.

"And why should you watch me…" Susan sounded rather implicative. She placed hand down towards his face. There was something about his face in which looked so formally to her.

"And I wanted to see my little girl all grown up!" He uttered hard. The lump in his chest began to hurt.

"And what about her?" she asked. She had a feeling inside of her mind there was someone else inside of her old grandfather's mind. This was a young like herself so many years ago.

Martha was not one to be playing too games with the Doctor. She looked at Susan with a tired glance…"It was a girl…her name was…."

Susan triode read into the look of Marsha stare.

"Her name was rose...Rose Tyler!" Martha uttered as she locked eyes with Susan.

"Rose?" Susan asked. She looked at her grandfather as if he had been not happy with the rest the world until he met her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he questioned her very carefully.

"And why should you have that pained looked!"

"Martha…" he sighed.

"Yea, doctor?" she asked.

"We are headed for another land…I have feeling we need Ace and Leela to as well!"

"Her name was rose...Rose Tyler!" Martha uttered as she locked eyes with Susan.

"Rose?" Susan asked. She looked at her grandfather as if he had been not happy with the rest the world until he met her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he questioned her very carefully.

"And why should you have that pained looked!"

"I felt so human when I was with her!" Doctor said with a sad look in his eyes.

"You are a little human after all these years!" Susan smiled.

The question hung the air with a surprised stare from the Doctor. Why was Susan questioning about his humility? He knew that he was set apart from the humans. He was a Time Lord and loved being around humans. They worries and joys were his as well. He was so different from the other time lords. It puzzled and frightened them at first. He was placed before the courts because of his love for humans.

There were still a few questions that the doctor had to ask for himself. He knew that he was not a fighter. He was a fixer. He was always trying to fix the mistakes left by others.

He sat now across from Susan and Martha. There was large silver tea set, gleaming under the lights of a large table. He wanted to pour the tea and stand back as Martha and Susan asked the questions. He had a habit of claiming up when he felt like. Where he learned that, he wondered.

"How did you end up in here without another Tarids?" Martha asked as she sort of lounged in a Victorian love seat.

"It's kind of easy; it was done a couple of times. With the use of a teleportation device, I ended up here!" Susan smiled her all-knowing teenage smiles. She sat on a large bishop's chair.

"Oh?" Martha said.

The doctor stood up for a minute as he tried to serve the tea. He was a little clumsy at first, dashes one hand nearly brushed against the china and silver tea pot, nearly knocking it off.

"What are you doing, Doctor?" Martha yelped. She noticed the tea spilling over the entire table.

"I'm sorry!" he yelped back. His poor face was shading up to red.

The awkwardness of the tea was going from bad to worst. The doctor nearly dropped the silver and china tea pot on the table. Luckily for him, it landed on its side as it was perched on a tea cozy.

There was a plop inside the tea pot. The Doctor wanted to start again, yet there was another bit of him that was yelling at him. He was not about to give in. this was the part in which Rose brought it back out, kicking and screaming. He had buried it years ago when the doctor lost Peri.

"It felt like time hurt itself gains!" he thought.

There was a flash back to their old days.

"Where is it?" Peri snapped.

The doctor looked at her. He shook his head for just a second. "What on earth?" he goosed as his eyes grew wide.

"Hi…Doctor?" she smiled weakly. This was not the Peri who had left in a possible kidnapping. This was the older Peri.

"Why?" he asked.

For a minute the Doctor was completely stunned toe the point his mouth hanging opened before ascending, "Who are you?"

"It's me…Peri!" the woman with short brown hair smiled. Holding out her hand in a sign of friendship she said, "Peri Brown?"

"Peri Brown?" the Doctor blinked a little confused. There was another way of doing things in the doctor's point of view. Just not when he was hoping to get his own feelings back in order this strange happens with the past had being to unfold right before him.

"What will I have to do to get my point across to you," Peri groaned. She sounded a little like Rose.

The doctor was nearly jilted into a state of being and to a time where his very life was nearly ended because he was cussed of taking Peri's. He wanted to yell at himself with every intent of being in the right while the rest of the time lords were in the wrong. It was something he knew all too much from being around humans most of his own life sand.

"why should you sound like Rose!" he huffed. He reached over to his forehead to smooth out a long strain of hair which feel on to his face.

"Rose…who?" Peril sounded incredible innocent. Her face was drawn on to puzzled stare, she felt like she was not with three Doctor at all. She was worth a complete stranger. She said, "Who is Rose?"

The doctor felt like screaming again. It pained him to the core. He had watched his own granddaughter grow up and leave the nest. He had hoped she was going to be different from the others. Each in his champions was different and unusual. Yet, he had treasured that for years. With Peri was a different path. She was a tough and tumble girl with a very well kept soft side to her. He felt like he had done with the loss of rose.

"I just wish you could be yourself…like the past!" Peril smiled uncomfortably.

"I am who I am!" he snapped, feeling another self-coming out of his mind. It was the fourth or the fifth rentier common out of his complex mind.

"Then, why bring up this person I never had heard of" Peri said with a mild look of pain in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." he had rein a hand over his hair, he wanted to smile, yet he felt horrible. he knew Peri was much in pain after he had left her. he still felt pain when he was placed on trial. the doctor knew he had nearly lost everything outside his own life and his ship when his trial ended on a sour note. he needed to move on. it felt like he was being back the court room. He felt like he had been tested by other time lords and he was faulting very quickly. he said, "Can you wait for a minute...I have someone to show you!"

"Who?" Peri asked. She wondered if she should stay or not. She did want the doctor to be upset with her.

"It's just another friend…" he forced a smile on his lips.

"Where did she or he come from?" Peri asked, stalling her own feelings of hurt and guilt. She wondered if he had changed. He had gone through so much life and death was Antung else to surprise him.

"This person is a she and she's kind like you, a free spirt," he grained slowly.

Peri felt like he was gathering up lost cats or bottle caps instead of people. He was just like that. He had been everywhere and done nearly aunting that a single time lord cold do in his vast lifetime. He was like Harry Houdini. Someone who was born under a star that happened by chance and then, taken far too short to another Plain of eternity.

Peri had to smile a little at her friend. She asked, "Who is this wonderful person you have picked up now?"

"Her name is Martha…Martha jones!" he said as he reached out for the tea pot. He said, "she is very nice!"

Peri nodded, "Oh?" she did not know where this was leading to. She had a feeling she was back to the wild rides she and the Doctor had as she travel with him. "How unique is that?" she said.

"You…have no idea how much I need talk to her…" he said in a nonchalantly way with a wave of the hand.

Peri smiled with a weary look.

"Doctor?" Martha's voice called out in a quiet tone. She knew the Doctor was just a being who could be pushed around. He had an incredibly huge heart when it came to helping people.

"She's been like so many others…." Doctor said as he glanced down at the floor. He knew ghee was homesick.

"How?" Peri asked

"I have been without a home for a few years now…" he smiled weakly. "Now, I t's point; less."

Peri found the loss of the doctor's homeland complete shocking. He always was an outcast. Now, there was nothing to call home too.

"What was she like...this person?" Peri asked, throwing the doctor a complete curve ball.

the doctor's mind was not draw g blanks. he felt like he was being kicked around. he tried to speak and the words could not come. Then, Peri turned to gaze at Mithra. Martha was a little nervure. There was a strange feeling Peri was throwing off as Martha and her locked eyes with each other.

"What are you looking at?" Martha questioned the young woman whose body was toyed with by an alien mad scientist.

"I was looking at you," Peri Said with a surprise tone. She could feel the difference in Mithra's soul. It was lisle she had the same feeling so long ago about the doctor when she was traveling with him.