The Doctor emerges
After a few weeks of being trapped on Earth again, the Doctor had given up trying to fix the TARDIS and retreated into the depths of the TARDIS to brood. It hadn't been all that long ago that he had be trapped on Earth and he found the thought of being stuck here again depressing.
But there were only so many books he could read and so much tinkering he could do before he longed for fresh air and someone to talk to.
He'd given no thought to his companions, and he wasn't even sure if they had stayed in the TARDIS or wandered off to other Doctors. Sarah had, before he'd given up. And to the skinny one with the bad haircut. He still wasn't sure what she could possibly see in him, except that it was him, so he must have some good qualities. At least she hadn't chosen to abscond with the hobo.
The Doctor planted an umbrella in the ground in front of his TARDIS and spread out a blanket before settling down. Someone would come along to talk. This garden was like Paddington Station at the best of times these days.
But there were only so many books he could read and so much tinkering he could do before he longed for fresh air and someone to talk to.
He'd given no thought to his companions, and he wasn't even sure if they had stayed in the TARDIS or wandered off to other Doctors. Sarah had, before he'd given up. And to the skinny one with the bad haircut. He still wasn't sure what she could possibly see in him, except that it was him, so he must have some good qualities. At least she hadn't chosen to abscond with the hobo.
The Doctor planted an umbrella in the ground in front of his TARDIS and spread out a blanket before settling down. Someone would come along to talk. This garden was like Paddington Station at the best of times these days.