After a nice dinner they all went their separate ways except for Garcia and Reid. Their apartments were in the same direction so they decided to walk together. Reid kept spitting out facts about things, and Garcia was struggling to keep up with his fast talking.

They reached Garcia's place and she said goodbye before walking into the building. Spencer began walking to his own home before he heard an earsplitting scream pierce the air. He realized it came from Garcia's apartment.

He was running as fast as he could. Was it the kidnapper? What species was it? He had figured out long ago that the abductor was not human. The 'laser gun' marks helped him figure it out. He ran up the steps to her door, only to realize it was wide open, and there stood his friend, being cornered by a Dalek.

'No, anything but Daleks.' He pleaded.

Garcia glanced up and saw him. "Help. Spencer help me, please." She cried out, causing the Dalek to turn around and look at him.

His first instinct was to pull out his gun, but this regeneration was a terrible shot, and would never be able to hit the eye of the Dalek dead center and kill it. Instead he raised his hands and walked slowly toward the alien.

"Let her go. I'm more valuable and you know it. Think about how much your boss will love you if he hears you were the know who brought in the Doctor." He whispered.

At this point Garcia was a jungle of emotions. The two most prominent being fear and confusion. Why was he so valuable? What was the thing standing in front of her? The Dalek turned around fully, and Spencer, who had maneuvered so that she now had a clear path to the door, mouthed one word; run.

•••

Garcia ran. She ran as fast and as far as she could. She ran all the way to Morgan's place on the other side of town. She knocked on the door, out of breath.

"One sec." She heard him call out before the door opened. "Oh, babygirl. What happened? You look terrible. Why were you running?" All of the questions seemed to pound at her already aching head.

He lead her to a couch in the room and she sat down. After catching her breath she slowly began to explain what had just happened. He looked at her like she was crazy, but that was expected.

"Robots?" She nodded at the question. "And what did Reid say again? Word for word."

"I don't remember it word for word. Just something about how he was more important. Something about being a Doctor, and how the robot's boss would be happy he brought him in." She explained again for what seemed like the twentieth time. Of course, for all she knew. It may have been.

"Why don't you just go back to your apartment and get some sleep. Maybe it was just a dream and you don't realize it. I'll even drop you off so you don't have to run again." Morgan offered.

She just nodded as she picked up the purse she hadn't put down since she got home. She knew it wasn't a dream, but maybe Reid had found a way to get rid of whatever that thing was.

Morgan had driven her back to her apartment and asked if she wanted him to come in with her. She politely declined as she stepped out of the vehicle.

She walked into her apartment to see no Reid at all. Just a small package in the ground wrapped in brown paper. It even had a little bow on top. She undid the bow and pulled off the lid to the box.

She pulled out a paper and two keys inside. She unfolded the paper to see it was a short letter.

'Dear Whoever is reading this,
If I have left this in your presence I have been taken by some form of alien life without any means of travel. One key is to my apartment, the other is to my ride. Please take good care of her. And don't judge her by her size. Trust me.'

-Doctor

She slowly exhaled as she read the letter. What did he mean by 'alien life form'? What mode of travel could possibly be inside of his apartment? And why did he just sign it 'Doctor'?