The Doctor paced around the TARDIS console, hands in his pockets, as he did so often these days. The Doctor couldn't get over the fact he had just lost Donna. Even worse, he had lost Rose again. He knew she would be alright, she had his meta crisis double to love. The TARDIS suddenly jolted, throwing the Doctor to the ground, her time rotor slowing to a stop, as the wheezing, groaning noise subsided. 'Where am I now?' the Doctor thought, slightly angry that the TARDIS had left the time vortex without his control. He stood up, grabbing one of the screens around the console. "Earth, 2022. Not a bad year," then he looked at which country he was in. "How come you've brought me back to England, old girl?" the Doctor asked out loud to the TARDIS. The TARDIS groaned in response. He walked down the ramp and out of the control room, grabbing his long brown coat as he walked past, and through the doors.

***

"Wow. I didn't think she would make that move," I muttered to myself as I watched the ball race down the field. Playing field hockey in England was a lot different to playing back home in Australia. For one, it was a different style of play. I stood a couple of metres from the goal line, watching the ball, guessing at the carrier's every move. You had to think like that when you're a goalie. My mind was running through the many different things she could do, my hands raised up, ready if she decided to flick. She was only a few metres from the circle when my teammate Sarah ran in front of her, stick down, ready to tackle. The ball carrier did what my mind had anticipated, and flicked the ball over Sarah's stick, she ran towards goals, but I was ready. I took a large but elegant sidestep and ran towards her. As I ran, I dropped to the ground she freaked as I slid towards her, losing control of the ball as I came to slide tackle. I kicked the ball to my other defender, and she sped up the field, passing to our Inner as she went.

As soon as we got back to the hotel, I collapsed on my bed. I was sharing a room with Sarah, Tara and Indi. I reached for my small portable DVD player and grabbed my bag of discs. "Doctor Who again?" Tara moaned.

"Hey! It's all I packed to watch, and I don't see anything wrong with a time-travelling alien with two hearts and a box that's bigger on the inside!" I replied, annoyed that Tara was already over my favourite TV show. This was only our first stop around Europe, and it was England! The capital (other than Cardiff) of Doctor Who. I love Doctor Who,  my favourite is the Tenth incarnation. Indi ran over and sat on the bed next to me. She was a couple of years older than me but was just as intrigued as I was. I had just turned the sound up so Indi could hear when I heard the wheezing, groaning noise the TARDIS makes. I paused the episode we had just started to watch, 'Human Nature' but I could still hear it, we all could now. 

I walked to the door, Indi in tow, and looked out into the hallway. My jaw dropped as I saw the wooden structure in front of me, I could hear Indi gasp behind me as she saw it as well. I closed the door to a crack and jumped as the TARDIS door opened. A tall figure, with tousled brown hair, a brown, pinstripe suit and brown coat that was skimming the floor, stepped out of the TARDIS.

***

The Doctor's POV

As I turned back around, after closing the TARDIS door, of course, I see one of the doors along the hallway I was standing in, close. I hear giggling from the room beyond, like a group of excited fan-girls were in the moment, and watching a video. I start to walk along the corridor, painted an off white when a door behind me opened. I turned around with a quick spin on my feet, to face a young girl. "Hello," I say rather cautiously to the girl.

***

My POV

My head span as I looked into the Doctor's soft, brown, eyes. He had that look, where it seemed he didn't really know what to say. "Hi," my voice sounding unusually light.

"I'm the Doctor, nice to meet you," he acknowledged my wandering expression as if he saw it every day. He held out his hand, as if for me to shake it. I took the chance and gripped his hand, and shook, his skin warm beneath my cold fingers.

"I'm Lauren," I replied as he shook my hand vigorously. Behind me, Indi stepped out from our room. Her jaw dropped even more when she saw who was standing in front of her. I glared at her and she snapped her mouth shut. The Doctor looked at me in that confused way, like when you don't know what's going on. I had told her in my mind, Close your mouth! He doesn't know! I don't know why, but ever since I was a kid, I've been able to fend others off with my thoughts, as if they could hear them for themselves.

I could feel a buzzing at the back of my mind, I didn't know what it was, but that is when everything went black.

***

Indi's POV

Lauren just collapsed right in front of me. I ran to her, grasping her arm before she hit the ground. The Doctor grabbed her other arm, his instincts to help probably coming into play. I push the door to our room shut with my foot. Then I'd realized what had happened. I heard her in my head. My head! I didn't know why, but from then on, I felt really excited. The Doctor helped me lean her up against the TARDIS doors, but I'd noticed some suspicious lumps on her back. "Doctor," I started in a questioning tone, "what are those lumps?" He looked up at me, his deep, brown eyes looking straight into my cloudy grey ones.

"I don't know exactly," He answered felling the lumps on Lauren's back, "but I think they might be sprouts."

"Sprouts?" I asked, confused.

"Wing sprouts," He explained like he'd had had to repeat this many times over.