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[b]The Doctor[/b][/center]

The Doctor froze in his steps and allowed his eyes to collide with the beautiful hues of his companion, Rose. A sledge hammer? Really? Would he run if defeating these stone creatures would be so simple, that even Jack Harkness could do it? No. Of course the Doctor wouldn’t do such a thing. The man did have courage, after all, and he was known to be a ‘killer’ to some races; the Dalek being one of them. The man sighed with a tinge of aggravation – but, he couldn’t blame her. She didn’t understand everything without his explanation. He had to occasionally remind himself that she, indeed, was human. She knew nothing of other worlds prior to his introduction into her timeline. Eventually, she would be up to speed with his world. He only hoped that it would be while she was still young. “No, Rose, I can’t. These aliens are very dangerous. They can rewrite your timeline by bringing you to the point where you die and I can’t do anything to save you,” he explained. In the back of his mind, he felt that he knew someone, some people to which that happened to, but, he couldn’t remember. He couldn’t remember, yet, he couldn’t forget that feeling.
 
Shaking his head, the Doctor released his hold from Rose’s hand and pressed them on either side of her shoulders, “Stay here for a moment. Don’t blink. I’ll be right back.” The Doctor then immediately took off towards the TARDIS. With the zap of his screwdriver, he unlocked the door and ran inside, starting her up. He merely only wanted to change the position of the TARDIS to appear before the girl and prayed that his sexy blue box would obey his command. He hadn’t thought that his actions would frighten his beautiful blonde companion – it hadn’t occurred to him because his primary train of thought was to protect her, to keep her safe. The TARDIS cranked up, making its beautiful creaking roar, and vanished from sight. A minute or so later, the TARDIS appeared before the blonde British female and out popped the Doctor half way through the door. The man seized the girl by the arm and pulled her in, closing the TARDIS doors tight. Once they were both safe behind the doors of the spaceship, the Doctor embraced the girl very securely in his arms.
 
“I’m sorry,” the Doctor murmured, “I didn’t mean to put you through that.” Eventually, the Doctor released the girl to meet eye to eye once more. “Those are called Weeping Angels. They are murderous psychopaths that live off of the time energy of their victims,” the Doctor explained as he ran his fingers through the blonde’s hair. The moment wasn’t killed until the angels began banging against the door and shaking the TARIDS. The Doctor grabbed onto the railing of the ship as it shook before stumbling his way over to the console. He cranked the gears once more on the machine, having the grinding sound of the engine kick in once more and then, they were off. Instead of actually choosing a location, the Doctor allowed the TARDIS to float in space for a number of reasons. One, to recharge the ship, and two, to allow them to have some legitimate peace time. With a sigh, the Doctor looked towards the younger one and asked, “Are you all right? I really didn’t mean for all of this to happen. I know you wanted to have a fun day but it seems like trouble always finds its way around to me and you end up getting caught in the middle of it.”
 
The Doctor turned around the propped his back against the console with his arms folded against his chest. He really didn’t know what else to say to her – sorry? Sure, like that actually accomplished anything. How many times would he have to apologize for every situation that he put her in? He felt so guilty. After all, prior to being in the image of what he was at that moment, he was something much more. He was a fighter, the bringer of destruction; not the man and lover that he currently was. It was still difficult for him to put his past behind him. Hopefully, his beloved little flower would help him rediscover the mortal side of the beast. It would have been easier if he could find his home, if he could contact his people…but that wasn’t an option now was it? It was impossible for him to locate his kind, considering his planet was destroyed. The man stared off at the metal ground in thought as to his next step. Should he take her to another planet, where they might end up in another situation or was that the now expected series of events?
 
He knew the future – to a degree. He knew wherever he would take her, trouble would find them. It was hard to be as chipper as he appeared to be at times. The man bit his bottom lip before turning his attention back to the girl. “Well,” he finally said, breaking the silence, “We could float here for a while to let the TARDIS regain some power and then we can figure out somewhere else to go, if that’s what you want, Rose.”