Maximum Ride was soaring high in the sky, thinking deeply. It was late December and she hadn't bought a present for one person in her flock. Not even her one and only daughter, Phoenix, had a gift with her name on it. At least not from Max. The rest of the flock had already gotten gifts for her child. In fact, they were starting a pile under their Christmas tree dedicated just to Phoenix. When Max walked by it this morning she knew right away that the flock had been giving her more than one present each. Even without Max's help there was probably twenty five packages wrapped with the work 'Phoenix' written on it. Max sighed. She was still sort of upset about losing her very close friend, Dylan, but she knew that without him, she would never have this life, her daughter, or her husband, Fang. Max sighed again, rising higher and higher into the air. So far that a regular human being would have a real hard time breathing. But not her, thanks to her extra lungs.

High in the sky is where Max liked it best. The air was always a lot cooler up there and it always helped to sooth her headaches. Max closed her eyes and let the chilly wind whip at her face. It was so peaceful, so quiet…

Max snapped her eyes open. What was that? The sound of a metallic grinding noise was disturbing her quiet. Max made a full three sixty but saw nothing. She was just about to make another circle to try and find the source of the noise when BAM! A blue box had appeared right in front of her and since she was going to fast, she ran right into it, head first.

Max dropped a couple of feet, forgetting to flap her wings due to the fact that she had no idea how a police box had just appeared… and how it was flying in the air.

Max flapped her wings hard in order to come level with the box. She flew as close to it as she could, almost touching her ear to one of its sides.

Even though the wind was loud, her super hearing picked up the sound of voices inside.

"What was that?" asked a woman with a British accent. The question was very demanding, like she was yelling at someone.

"I don't know." answered a man, also with a British accent. "Might've been a bird." he suggested.

"I ought to have been a very large bird to make a noise like that." answered the woman. Max imagined her with her arms crossed over her chest as she argued, but then she second guessed herself, wondering how someone could cross their arms in such a small box. Especially with a second person inside.

"Oy! Don't yell at me. How am I supposed to know where we are?" answered the man. "The TARDIS has a mind of it's own sometimes!"

"Well go check it out then, spaceman!" answered the lady.

"Fine, fine."

The door of the blue box swung open a second later. A man with brown hair and a blue suit and tie poked his head out of the box, careful not to get too close to the edge. He was facing the opposite direction of Max so she had the advantage of surprise if he made any move to attack.

"Who are you?" asked Max, curiosity getting the best of her. After all, he didn't look like a mutant and all the humans were wiped out ages ago.

The man wiped his head around, getting his first look at Max. She was expecting him to look surprised or startled or even the slightest bit curious but he didn't look twice at her wings. Instead he spoke to her like she was someone he saw everyday.

"Oh, hello there." he said, beaming at her. "I'm the Doctor."