Welcome to my v v first ever DW fanfic! (Please be kind.) This is your classic 'person with future knowledge gets randomly sucked into the Who universe' fic, and on top of that there's the added delicious trope of 'being randomly thrown through time and space.' You've probably read one/or both of these types of fics before, but if you have any questions, feel free to ask away in a review or a PM.

This fic is MALE X MALE, doctor/OMC. Don't like, don't read. It will focus heavily on the romance aspect of the story, and not so much the episodes themselves.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, merely like to meddle with stuff coz it's fun.

Enjoy!~

Little Happy Grocer had remained as a fixed point in Finn's life for as long as he could remember. It had been there when he was a kid, visiting with his mother to grab a donut, or two. It had been there when he'd been barely a teen, carting snickers home and chugging one-too-many slurpees. And it was there for him now, whenever he noticed that his milk was a day past expiration.

He still often found himself using possibly-expired milk on his cereal, anyway. If he had to walk down to the corner-store, then he was gonna do it on a full stomach.

Being a significant part of Finn's life, he'd long since mastered the quickest route to the shop. It entailed three off-map shortcuts, the third of which was a rundown alley a block from the store.

Finn dredged the remains of his breakfast, despairing of the near-empty box of wheaties. He didn't have the change to buy cereal and milk. He'd have to wait until the weekend (payday) to stock up on his favorite brand. After all, you couldn't have cereal without milk.

Then again, he wouldn't have much use for the milk if he ran out of cereal.

Oh well. Those were problems for future-Finn. Present-Finn was more than content spending his remaining loose-change on some milk.

He lamented over his current budget for the ump-teenth time that month. As he did so, he turned off the TV in preparation for his impending departure, bidding a mental farewell to the 10th Doctor. Christ, that man was a dream.

Ever since his roommate had moved out, with no warning whatsoever, Finn had been utilising all of his frugal abilities to make each month's rent. It hadn't helped that at the time Finn'd been saving up for a new car.

So yeah, his budget was now stretched frighteningly-thin, and thus he was left with an impossible choice between milk and cereal.

Bloody Jason and his new girlfriend Samantha. Honestly, the two of them were a disaster waiting to happen.

Not that anyone ever listened to Finn. He was just a 'dumb-old mechanic'.

He rinsed his bowl through and stacked it on the rack before heading into his room to change. In a small town like Harlaxton, it wouldn't have been a big deal for him to go out in his PJs- a loose wifebeater and frayed boxers.

Finn, however, enjoyed choosing outfits for the day. He grabbed a simple navy henley and paired it with his favorite pair of jeans, topping it all off with a leather jacket that joined him on the eve of his second decade.

He stared at himself in the mirror, appreciating the view. Finn had stark black hair that refused to co-operate, no matter how many products he tried. In retaliation, he kept it fairly-short, just long enough to grab onto but not so that it fell in front of his eyes when it was wet. His hazel gaze was emphasised by the blue of his wardrobe, although Finn frowned at the sight of dark circles under his eyes.

He'd been working over-time to compensate for the recent blow to his pockets, and it was quite obviously starting to show.

Finn sighed and mussed his hair once, lightly-tanned skin not doing much to take away from the by-product of his hectic schedule. It got to him more than it should have, old-worries niggling at him like hungry mosquitos.

"Could be worse," Finn said aloud, just to hear the words.

They reassured him instantaneously. It could be worse, a lot worse. He had a roof over his head, a steady source of income, and soon enough- a whole new bottle of milk to polish off.

Finn tried a smile, and as he took in his completed visage (though he'd yet to put on his boots), he decided he was ready to face the day.

Finn passed a few people on his way, two of which he stopped to have a chat with. One such person was Amity Mills, his ex-girlfriend from tenth grade.

Had he mentioned it was a small town?

They chatted for a while, and eventually settled on meeting up Friday night to watch the new Doctor Who episode. They parted ways, Amity leaving him with her usual flirtatious wink.

They may have broken up nearly a decade ago, but they certainly hadn't parted on bad terms.

Finn checked his phone as he slipped through the second shortcut on his way. He had a few more hours before he had to go in for the afternoon-shift. He considered stopping in at the pub when he remembered the fact that he had no money to spare.

"Fucking budgeting," Finn grumbled to himself as he stepped back onto the main path.

He took a moment to look up at the sky, taking in the ever-shifting patterns of clouds. Finn had always loved it when it rained, and he wondered if he might be blessed by some light showers on his way home.

When his attention returned fully to where he was walking, Finn realised he'd made it to the abandoned couch that signaled his third shortcut. He sighed in relief- almost there- and headed on into the alleyway.

Except… Finn froze when something sparked in front of him. He jolted back, staring in shock as the spark began sparking and multiplied until it wasn't just a single flash of bright light but a whole messy bundle of retina-burning madness.

Finn finally caught on with the program, and turned to run away, but before he'd even managed a foot in the opposite direction, the blinding light consumed him.

"Burn. With. Me!"

The haunting shout was the first thing Finn heard as he hurried to blink the spots out of his eyes. It was way worse than when you accidentally looked at a lamp for too long, and the spots persisted until they were blown away by another bright light.

Finn cursed, blinking frantically as he tried to bring the sight before him into focus.

When he finally did, he really wished he hadn't.

"Holy fucking shit," Finn swore in a shocked whisper. There before him, was none other than that bloke from Doctor Who that'd been overwhelmed by the sun-parasite-thingie. Finn watched in horror as the man- Korwin- slowly turned to face him.

Finn took one look at those glowing eyes, the visible shape of the med-doctor burned into the wall behind Korwin, and promptly got the fuck out.

He sprinted, faster than he'd ever run in those stupid school races, fearing for his life.

Apparently his life not only could be worse, but now was worse. Either he was insane, or he was about to die.

Either option was incredibly crappy either way.

A voice echoed around him as he bolted down the hallway; "Impact in 27.06."

Finn had barely gotten the chance to register what that meant when he slammed into something- or rather- someone.

Now, in hindsight, it probably hadn't been all that smart of him to blindly run for his life. But, Finn was most definitely an amateur and so he decided he was immediately forgiven for not watching where he was going.

At the speed he'd been going, the collision was pretty damn painful, and the resulting fall wasn't much better. Finn groaned as he sat up, having landed on his ass- thank God he had enough of an ass, a pretty great one at that.

"Are you alright?" Someone asked, and Finn stilled, easily recognising the voice. "No, what am I saying. Of course you're alright, you're not the one stuck in a room with a guy saying burn with me. Actually, that's a good point…"

Finn finally chanced a glance up, immediately locking onto the gaze of none other than the 10th Doctor. Or David Tennant. Finn didn't mind either way, because hot damn was he even more gorgeous in person.

Of course, not exactly the most logical thoughts to be having when running from one's life. Finn blamed it on adrenaline.

The Doctor (or was it David Tennant?) trailed off as he took in Finn's face, expression lighting up with recognition with a huge grin. "Finn!" He called and promptly reached down to haul Finn to his feat.

Before Finn could check how steady he was on two legs, the Doctor (again, also maybe David Tennant) pulled him into a hug. His arms were long enough to reach all the way around Finn's somewhat stocky build, working on cars required a modicum of physical strength, and he rubbed his back a few times in a soothing manner.

Finn was pretty sure his heart had stopped beating, or at least that was one of the reasons for all of the blood to have suddenly rushed from his head.

The man pulled back after one, incredible, breathtaking moment of intimacy and grasped Finn's shoulders. "I'm going to try and do this bit quickly because I'm in a bit of a rush–" He turned suddenly to face the woman with him. "You go on ahead, I'll just be a mo'."

She'd started running before he'd even finished his sentence. "Now," he said, turning back to Finn- still bloody smiling. God, Finn thought. That smile will be the death of me. "Where was I? Ah yes, hello. It's so good to see you again. You've been gone for too long– Well, just a week. But a week is really long when you're waiting for someone."

"Um," Finn blinked; a little bit awe-struck, more than a bit turned on, and most definitely confused. "Hi?" He attempted, eventually.

And he'd wondered why Amity'd broken up with him.

"Oh no," the man lamented. "You haven't met me yet, have you?"

His eyes searched Finn's, and he felt as though his mind was being read. Hell, maybe it was.

"No, no! Not good, not enough time, bad situation. Ahh! What a terrible first time this is for you. Wait. Not first time but, a time, a first of a time indeed." The man's cheeks began to pink a bit at that, and if Finn's heart were still beating, it would've melted right at that moment. Then the guy's expression changed and he was all cheery as he greeted: "Hello! I'm the Doctor."

And then he grabbed Finn's hand and started running, pulling the utterly bewildered man along with him.

A/N: (25/11/16-) This story is still a WORK IN PROGRESS I am still updating it, and so, any reviews you post I will be reading and replying to, so don't hesitate to review even the early chapters. But, if you get so swept up in the story that you forget to leave some love, then I'll be very chuffed to hear that too :P

Next time... Finn learns THE rules. There's some cute nickname-y stuffs and something about a sun parasite thing?