"Here we go!" The Doctor spoke with a laugh as he flipped a switch on the Tardis console and looked up to where Martha would be. Except she wasn't there. Martha Jones was gone now. His smile fell and he ran a hand through his hair as he looked down at the console. "Right" the silence of the room would have been deafening if not for the  various sounds the Tardis made.

Before he could get lost in his thoughts The Doctor flipped the final switch and sent the Tardis to the destination he had put in just moments ago.

Martha wasn't dead, The Doctor was quick to remind himself, she had just left. It would do nobody any good getting hung up over her. He'd see her again, she'd promised him that.

The Tardis landed and The Doctor took one last look around the console room. "At least I'll always have you" he spoke with a small smile. people came and went but the Tardis was always by the Doctor's side.

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"Doctor!" A nurse quickly called as she held down her patient, trying to restrain him as he fought.

The doctor that she had been calling for quickly ran in from where he had been discussing another patient with yet another nurse. "I've got him!" He quickly took the nurses spot holding the boy down while she ran to grab a syringe that was on a nearby table.

The boy continued to thrash and try to fight as he screamed the words that had been the only thing he'd been able to say since he arrived at the hospital.

"Got it!" The nurse quickly ran back and stuck the needle into the boys arm, injecting him with the tranquilizer held within.

The boy slowly stopped thrashing as he muttered more words in whatever language it was he was yelling in. He trailed off in the middle of the last word of the verse, falling asleep peacefully.

The doctor sighed as he let go of the man before tightening his restraints. "Make sure to keep sedating him. We can't have him getting the other patients in a tizzy"

"Right" the nurse nodded quickly as she discarded the syringe.

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"A hospital" The Doctor frowned as he found that the Tardis had not taken him where he had wanted to go. He had met Martha in a hospital. Was the Tardis trying to make him feel worse? No that couldn't be it.

"Alright then" he muttered to himself as he looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary just yet.

"What the hell?" The Doctor quickly turned to see the source of the American accent, a nurse from the look of her. She had just entered the lobby and was looking at the Tardis, along with many others who sat in the waiting room.

"New lobby decoration" The Doctor spoke as he patted the blue box affectionately. "The disappearing magic box. Have no clue why they ordered one for a hospital"

The nurse shook her head. "Whatever" he was definitely in America The Doctor decided as he looked her over. "We've been waiting for you for hours"

"Have you?" The Doctor asked, looking confused. "Sorry. Can't say I've been informed"

The nurse frowned. "You are Doctor Who, right?"

The Doctor laughed and nodded. "I am. That is me. I am him" he couldn't help the stupid smile on his face. It had been a long time since he'd been called or had even gone by the name Doctor Who. He kind of missed it.

"Good, then follow me" the nurse ordered as she turned back the way she came, The Doctor quickly following after her. "Your specialty is psychiatry?"

"Among other things" The Doctor replied as he caught up to her so he was walking by her side. "I'm sorry, what's your name?"

The woman tapped her name tag. "Jaina Jones"

"Blimey, lot of you Jones' around recently. Love the alliteration though" The Doctor shook his head at the coincidence. "Now tell me Jaina Jones, what am I here for?"

"Well you're a psychologist, what do you think you're here for?" Jaina asked with a small laugh as she turned into a room, The Doctor following.

"Ah" The Doctor nodded as he looked over the boy lying asleep in the bed before him. "He looks nice"

"Yeah, when he's asleep" Jaina rolled her eyes before grabbing the patients chart for The Doctor to read.

"Thank you" The Doctor snatched the chart and looked it over as he put on his reading glasses. He didn't need them, he just liked them. "Oh, that's fun" he muttered as he read on. "Two weeks of yelling on and on in an unknown language? You know they have apps for deciphering that sort of thing"

"Those don't actually work" Jaina scoffed as she shook her head. "Not for him at least. Nobody can figure out what language he's speaking"

"Interesting" The Doctor smiled as he walked over to the boy. "Let's see if my app works any better" he referred of course to the Tardis, which could easily translate just about any language for him and those around him.

The Doctor quickly snapped his fingers in front of the boys face. "Wakey wakey!"

"Doctor!" The nurse was about to protest when the boys eyes shot open.

For once he didn't fight at all as he stared into The Doctors eyes. "Hello, I'm Doctor Who" The Doctor spoke as he stared back into the boy.

"Zagreus" The Doctor's eyes widened as he heard the sound come out of the boys mouth.

"Care to elaborate?" The Doctor asked as he tried not to make any assumptions just yet.

"Zagreus sits inside your head, Zagreus lives among the dead" the boy spoke slowly and loudly. "Zagreus sees you in your bed-"

"He's speaking English" Jaina frowned as she started to write down what he was saying.

"He's speaking Gallifreyan" The Doctor frowned. Even with the Tardis translating it to English he knew this to be true.

"And eats you when you're sleeping" the boy finished his verse once the two finished interrupting him. "Zagreus at the end of days-"

"-Zagreus lies all other ways" the Doctor continued the words. "Zagreus comes when time's a maze-"

"And all of history is weeping" The boy finished the verse that The Doctor had continued for him.

"You know what he's talking about?" Jaina quickly asked The Doctor as she finished writing.

"All too well" The Doctor nodded as he continued to stare into the eyes of the boy. "It's an old nursery rhyme from back home"

"England?" The nurse asked, assuming based on his accent.

"A bit further" The Doctor replied simply as he sat down in the seat beside the boys bed. "But why do you know this?" He pulled out his stethoscope, trying not to get his expectations up as he placed it on the boy and put the tips in his ears.

One heartbeat. He tried the other side and that confirmed it. This child wasn't from his home. He was still the last of his kind. He was still alone.

The boy was continuing the rhyme now but The Doctor didn't focus on that, he had heard it many times before. He had even read it to his granddaughter a couple of times before her mother had decided it was too scary for a child.

"Zagreus waits at the end of the world, for Zagreus is the end of the world" Those words pulled The Doctor out of his thoughts. "His time is the end of time, and his moment time's undoing"

"Who are you?" The Doctor asked darkly as he looked the boy over for any sign that he wasn't the human he appeared to be. "You're not Zagreus"

"Zagreus is your secret name" The boy replied quickly.

"It was" The Doctor admitted with a nod. "A long time ago. Now Zagreus is gone, stuck in the divergent universe forever"

"Zagreus is the one to blame" the boy claimed as he stared even deeper into The Doctor's eyes. "You are the one to blame"

"To blame for what?" The Doctor questioned gently, forgetting about the nurse who was jotting down every word they said.

"Zagreus waits at the end of the world, for Zagreus is the end of the world" the boy repeated the earlier verse quickly.

"Right, let's do this the less cryptic way then" he put his hand on the boys head and closed his eyes. "Contact"

The thoughts and images in the boys mind flashed into The Doctor's in an overwhelming way. Strangely enough there were only two images, the same ones again and again and again. The Doctor, his eighth incarnation, during his time as Zagreus. The second was that of