Universe 1

The Doctor smiled as she talked about how must people struggled with under or over confidence. That was true, especially among humans. He was glad she realized it though because that meant she would do fine. He looked back out over the landscape. Though it was very beautiful and he was glad for the view, he was rearing to go again. Forcing himself to remain there, smiling, he waited knowing that this was for Jen, not for him. In reality, he was ready to go. See new places, do something. Sitting doing nothing was just not cutting it for him. Thankfully, Jen seemed to be about finished as well. Turning she offered her hand for him to take. Grinning, he grabbed her hand and headed back toward the planet. 

“So where should we go?” He asked as they entered the TARDIS. “Time of the dinosaurs? Futuristic earth? The first Mars mission?” He smiled. He would take her anywhere in the universe. Well, almost anywhere. But any time, planet, and place he would see if he could accommodate her. Getting an idea, he looked at her. “Never mind.” He informed her. “I have an idea of where to go.” There was an asteroid that actually sang. She would probably enjoy that. Flipping a few switches and tossing a couple levers he set the TARDIS off. Something for her to see before moving onto the next location. The Medusa Cascade was a sight to behold but he wasn’t feeling it at the moment. Not now. Probably not for a sometime.

The TARDIS jerked and he scowled. Again? She was really attempting to make him look bad. The TARDIS landed a bit and then went silent. Glaring at the console, he nodded understanding. That made more sense. Heading over toward the door, he shook his head as Jen stated how she hoped it wasn’t something like the killer video game. “Nope. A signal. The TARDIS picked it up and brought us here.” They exited and entered a dark room. Finding a light switch he turned it on. The lights illuminated a large warehouse filled with display cases. “Earth. Utah about half a mile underground to be precise." He informed her thoughtfully. 

 “Alien museum.” He told her walking down the long line of displays. “Someone has quite a hobby. Chunks of meteorite, moon dust. A part of the Roswell spaceship.” He smiled fondly. “That was fun.” He shook his head. “Must have spent a fortune to obtain all this.” Spotting something, he grinned and walked over to it. “Look at you.” He said looking at a metal head of an old enemy.

“Cybermen.” He told her nodding toward her. “An old acquaintance of mine. Well enemy actually. Reduced to this.” He shook his head. “I’m getting old.” He frowned and glanced at some of the displays. “Nothing here sending that signal though.” He muttered, more to himself then to her. “I wonder where it is coming from.” 
Jen stating his name caused him to look up. Several armed guards had made their way into the room and were now between them and the TARDIS. “Hello.” He said smiling at them. “I’m the Doctor. We come in peace.” He looked at Jen, grinning at his parody.

Needless to say the guards were not as impressed as he would have liked. Both of them found themselves being dragged down the hall. They were lead into a room where several people were going over different types of artifacts. The guards let them go but kept a close eye on them. Frowning, the Doctor watched as some young kid picked up an artifact and held it. Shaking his head, he interrupted. “Don’t hold it like that.” He declared taking it. Everyone looked at him. “You need to be gentle with it.”
“Because it’s a weapon?” The young man asked slightly worried, slightly excited.

The Doctor grunted. “In one way maybe.” He gently ran his finger over it, smiling as musical sound came from it. 

“It’s an instrument.” A voice said. 

The Doctor looked toward the speaker. It was the man, who from everyone’s attitude was the man in charge. “Of course it is.” He scoffed. “Not everything that comes to earth is a weapon. Humans.” He grunted. The man snatched the artifact and ran his finger over it a bit harshly. “It does take a delicate touch.” The Doctor declared.
Shrugging as if he didn’t care, the man tossed it aside. “The question is, who are you?”

The Doctor smiled. “I’m the Doctor and this is my companion Jen.”

The man whistled. “My, my. What a beauty. Why are you hanging around him, doll?” The man asked. “You should hang around people of power and influence. Someone like me.” He smiled.
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Universe 2

When the Doctor asked if she was ready, she looked around. She did not want to leave so quickly but then again, maybe it was time. Before she could answer though, her father came back in the room. Going to the middle, he cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. Summer watched surprised. Her father never did that. Apparently her mother was as surprised as she, because she looked at him. “What are you doing?” She asked a bit bewildered.

Getting down on one knee, the man pulled out a box. “Mabel, you make my life complete. With you I have purpose and I can face the morrow. Will you marry me?”

The reaction was widespread, and Summer had to turn so no one would see the tears of joy. Nobody except for maybe the Doctor would understand. Everyone else was excited and cheering. Mabel was just shell-shocked. However, she quickly recovered. “Yes. Yes I will.”

The next few minutes were caught up in a whirlwind and Summer was able to fully compose herself by time her parents came around. Hugging her mother and nodding at her father, she congratulated them both, her smile pretty wide. She nodded as the Doctor stated he would be heading back to the TARDIS. She understood. This was for her. He didn’t know them and though he was happy for them, it didn’t impact him as it did her.

Keeping that in mind, she kept her time there short. Saying thank you and congratulations once again, she gave her farewells. As she made her way toward the TARDIS, she took her time, taking in the sights and smells of Dover for one last time. As she walked, she felt a release. It was if she was ready to move on. Sure, in her heart she would always miss her parents to some point but now, she felt she could move on in freedom without feeling guilty. Pausing at the TARDIS, she turned and looked once more. A light snow started to fall and in the distance she could hear the sounds of ships coming and going from the harbor. A peaceful smile crept across her face and she turned. Entering the TARDIS, she looked at the Doctor. He was already to head to the next place. Nodding, she made her way over to the console and watched him flip switches, press buttons and get the TARDIS going.

She frowned as she realized she hadn’t yet what this meant to her but glancing at the Doctor, she guessed he already knew. Shifting gears, she hung on as the TARDIS flew, her mind already looking forward to watching a bit of Shakespeare. A student of the arts, she had sat in more than one class discussing the attributes of Shakespeare. She thoroughly enjoyed his work and was looking forward to seeing him in person.

As the TARDIS came to a stop, she started toward the door. The Doctor called out and she looked down at her clothes. Laughing, she nodded. “Yeah, they probably wouldn’t appreciate modern female attire.” She declared. “I’ll be right back.”

She dashed down the hall and toward the large wardrobe. It took her a bit to find the time and era and a bit more to change into the right attire. Making her way back, she accepted the Doctor’s arm. “Thank you.” She said, pleased that he approved. Why she felt it was important, she didn’t want to think about. “You haven’t changed.” She noted. No matter where they went, he wore about the same clothes. If she didn’t enjoy different outfits, including older era attire, she might feel a bit jealous. Instead, she just shook her head. “So, what play are we going to go see?” She inquired. “And are we going to meet Shakespeare himself?” She asked as they stepped outside and onto the street. Excitement pulsed through her and she couldn’t help feel a tiny spring in her step.