Doctor's POV

For some reason, the words stung. I may not have been on Galifrey at the time it was destroyed, but was that the answer to the question?

Emma's POV

The Doctor looked confused. I asked again. "Well, were you?"

"At the time it was destroyed, no."

"Ahh," with that I turned and left. He followed. I spun around fast. "Why are you following me?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Would you like to be locked up in a room in a foreign TARDIS?"

"Not really, no," I replied, pushing open the door to the control room.

Doctor's POV

I stepped into the control room and was confirmed that I was not on my TARDIS.

But inside the control room was still amazing in a way that I could not describe.

So I won't. Just understand it was cool. The girl walked over to the console. I couldn't help but say, "You never gave me your name. What is it?"

"Emma Lair," she replied, back facing me. She ran her fingers through her hair. "Now where?" she muttered.

"I like it. But isn't a bit- strange? For a Time Lady?" I asked.

"Are you questioning my name?" she spun around. "Are you?" she repeated.

"Well, no, I was just mentioning that it was, well, bit different for a Time Lady, that's all," I said. I adjusted my bowtie and walked to next to her. She pulled a lever and looked up at a screen, rather like my TARDIS. Emma spun around the console, pushing buttons and doing what-not. I stood a bit by the side, thinking I should help. But then I thought about  my TARDIS. I asked, "What about my TARDIS? We're not leaving her in 2999!" When she didn't answer, I repeated, "What about my TARDIS? I'm really not a big fan of leaving her behind, you know!"

Emma sighed. "Doctor, your TARDIS is safe. I'm not leaving her behind. I promise," she looked back at the screen. "Oh look, London, present day! This is interesting!" she flounced out of the TARDIS, me trailing behind.

Just like she promised, she didn't leave the TARDIS behind. I unlocked her and stepped in. I paused with one foot inside and said, "Oh yeah, your TARDIS is cool, but mines much cooler," I pulled myself in. I was about to shut the door, but saw Emma in the door way. She peeked in. Her breath caught. "Aww, your TARDIS is neat!" She looked at me. "Can I come in?" she asked. I shrugged. She took that as a yes and stepped in. She was pretty amazed by mine.

Emma's POV

Okay, my TARDIS is cool. But not like the Doctor's. I coudn't help staring. That's how cool it was.

"How old are you?" the Doctor asked.

"Nine hundred and eleven," I muttered. "Why? How old are you?"

He shrugged. "No reason. Just had to ask,"

The Doctor was at the controls. He faced me, a smile on his lips. "I'm 907, for your information. Not that it matters," he looked up. "My TARDIS. Funny. Never really thought about the TARDIS being mine. Just the TARDIS," he leaned against the controls. "I travel in Sexy," he said.

"Oh, so that's what you call your TARDIS? Sexy?" I took another look around. "Wonder why,"

He shrugged. One day, I thought, he's going to shrug his shoulders off. I joined him up there. I looked down for a few minutes. Then I looked up. The Doctor was watching me. He still had that same smirk on his face. I quickly ducked behind my hair again. "Real talkative, are you?" he asked. I smiled, still hidden by a curtain of hair. Then I looked back at him.

"For a long time, I thought I was the last Time Lord. It's strange," I admitted.

"I know what you mean," he grinned. "I supposed the TARDIS felt the same way," she hummed in agreement. I smiled. I stood up. "I should go back to my TARDIS. He gets a little impatient after awhile,"

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "He? Your TARDIS is a he?"

"And super old. I bet his doors are going to get stuck," then I added under my breath, "again,"

I stepped out and headed back to my TARDIS. I stuck my key into the keyhole and turned. Then I tried to open it. Of course, it was stuck. The Doctor watched with some amusement. I threw my weight against the door to open it. It took a couple of tries, but after the third time, it flew open, leaving me sprawled on the floor. "Need a hand?" the Doctor stuck out his. I grabbed it and pulled myself back on my feet. "Right. Where now?" I looked at the Doctor. "Got any friends you want to show me? I've got something, but I can't call it friend," I grinned. "I'm a loner, and that's a fact,"

"Maybe I do have one, I dunno if you'd like her..." the Doctor mumbled.

I was not expecting him to answer. "A girl, huh? Introduce me. You never know. I'm kinda unpredictable,"

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CLIFFHANGER! DUN DAH DUN!!! I have to update The Experiment though.