He often talked of his adventures through time and space, the friends he'd made, the enemies he'd destroyed and the "companions" he'd acquainted with. The first time he said that, I thought he was a male prostitute or a kidnapper.
He'd talk of each one so intently, how he'd met them, the adventures they had and, the most saddening, how he'd lost them.
Donna, Martha, Sarah Jane, Jo and hundreds of others. But when he spoke of Rose it was different. The Doctor dosed off and cried as he explained how she was lost in a parallel universe.
Today, he woke up jumping and bouncing and encouraging me to get up at six in the morning.
'Doctor, what's going on?'
'The Judoon broke a hole in the fabric of time and space, miniature, yes, but large enough for us to jump in and back out again. Miss Pond, we are going to a backwards universe.'
'You still haven't answered my question, we're going to meet an old friend of mine.'
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