A/N: Hey, look... It's a seven part series now... Okay. No flames, please read and review. Disclaimer: Would I be here if I owned LOTRs or Doctor Who?

Update: To Guest also known as 'Todd.' Yes, it is short. :) But, it is also a seven part series! *cue shameless self advertising to go look at profile*

Here Be Time Lords:

Part Four

The Wizard

Shadowfax stood before him and Gandalf smiled.

"Ah, Shadowfax, the king of horses."

The stallion lowered his head and Gandalf swung himself agilely onto the bare back.

He whispered into the horse's ear and Shadowfax whinnied in response. Gandalf smiled gently.

"Thank you."

The horse pawed the ground then he ran for all he was worth towards Gandalf's residence. They stopped outside the broken down house. Gandalf swung off and he strode towards the old wagon resting outside.

Shadowfax nodded in the direction of Gandalf, then he cantered away.

Gandalf smiled, he had rescued Shadowfax after the horse crashed in Middle Earth. He had just escaped from his home world that had been destroyed by another race. Shadowfax was the last of his kind, and the King of his people- the Stalionusom.

So Shadowfax was quite literally, the king of horses.

Gandalf stepped into the familiar old cart that had carried his fireworks so long ago. He opened the lid of the trunk in the front quite carefully and stepped into it. If anyone ever looked they would find that they could not remove the trunk from the cart.

The old man trudged down the steps carefully, his long grey robes trailed behind him as he descended. He tapped his staff on the ground and his old wrinkled hands found a knob on the rough wood.

The light spread forth into a blinding burst of white as he grinned. The old TARDIS groaned in happiness as she sensed his presence.

"Hello, old girl. It's been a long time, hasn't it?"

The TARDIS hummed and Gandalf smiled.