Hello, and welcome to the Sequal to A Life Worth Saving; please read that first.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who.

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"Boy, and I thought I was the only with problems." Donna said as she flopped down on the yellow worn out jump seat; her mind trying to forget their last adventure.

The Doctor pulled off his coat and threw it over one of the spiraling coral branches, and running up to the controls settings he guided the TARDIS back into the Vortex.

It had been a month since Donna Noble had been restored the memories the Doctor had taken away when she had been part of a biological metacrisis, which had made his hand to grow into a 'cloned' version of himself.

It had only taken two weeks to bring her back, and things might have ended differently if Wilf hadn't touched the lump of coral that the Doctor had used to absorb the Time Lord essence from her mind, if the older man had been so curious then Donna would have remained dead.

Now, she was back traveling with him; on board the TARDIS. The Doctor and Donna, just how it should be.

And not only had she returned, not only had they beaten death, but they had revealed something they never thought they would have; ever.

They had revealed their love for one another.

The both of them had made it quite clear that this love went beyond friendship, but they both wanted to take things slow. They knew that love after friendship sometimes never worked out. And they didn't want to ruin what they worked so hard to claim back with a quick shag.

No, they agreed that they would let things take its course.

Over the last month, the Doctor had taken Donna to so many places; getting her back into swing of things, and there were still so much more for her to see.

Donna never wanted to stop, if her body hadn't required sleep then the Doctor would have allowed it.

Still, he was happy; overjoyed to have her back.

The Doctor looked over to her; Donna was trying to smooth her hair down from the mass of tangles it had been caught up into when the had found themselves in a small thicket.

They had just managed to get away in the nick of time, before the people of the Solben tribe had captured them once again.

Donna had accidentally insulted one of their gods, and before they knew it they were on the run.

It had been fun though; it was always fun to run for their lives.

Now, back in the safety of the TARDIS, the Doctor smiled at his disheveled looking companion.

"What?" She demanded, not really in the mood for one of the Doctor's annoying stares.

The Doctor shook his head, suppressing a laugh; he ducked his head and looked back at the monitor.

"You better be thinking of a something funny that's inside your head." Donna said, as she gazed down at the hole in her shirt.

"It's a good thing I really thing don't like this top." She muttered to herself.

The Doctor risked another glance at her; and another smile appeared on his face.

She sighed, "What is it?" Her voice raising slightly.

The Doctor made sure the TARDIS was stabilized before turning and walking to her. His hand came up and touched her hair lightly.

Donna's eyes tried to see past her forehead, wondering what he found so funny.

The Doctor's hand came back down again, and in his fingers were clutching onto a small twig.

"Where did that come from?" She inquired as her hand came up to feel the spot he had just fingered.

The Doctor smirked, his other hand coming up to stroke the stick.

Her eyes mixed with confusion and disgust, "What are you doing?" Donna questioned.

The stick in the Time Lord's hands moved, and a pair of yellow eyes met hers, thin legs wrapped around the Doctor's fingers.

"What is that?"

"It's called a Tinid. Sort of equivalent to a stick bug on Earth." The Doctor told her.

Donna shrugged, "What are we going to do with it? Chuck it out?"

"Donna! We are in the middle of the Vortex, besides the TARDIS has a perfectly nice garden that this little guy can roam about." The Doctor's attention was one the bug.

"There's a garden in here?"

"Mm-hmm." The Doctor nodded, he winced slightly, sucking in air.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"It bit me." He lips pouted weakly.

Donna looked down, sure enough on his left index finger there were two little puncture marks; the skin around the bite was already turning red.

"Are you alright?" Her voice soft and caring as she touched his hand, making sure not to let the bug didn't make any contact with her.

The Doctor nodded, "Yeah." His eyes watching as Donna had left all displeasure behind and her soft side took over.

It was rare moments like this that Doctor loved the most.

"Okay, then." Donna removed her hand from his quickly, "I'm going to take a shower, you can deal with the bug."

"Herman." He corrected her.

"I'm sorry?"

"Herman." The Doctor said, raising his hand letting her know that he was indicating about the Tinid.

"You named the bug that bit you?" Donna shook her head, her hands coming up to feel her hair for anymore bugs, "I'm going to take a shower." She repeated when her inspection came up clear. She stood, "You can deal with 'Herman'."

The Doctor watched as she left the room, "How 'bout we go somewhere for dinner tonight, let's say the planet Xinouth. They have the best cheese biscuits…"

Donna waved her hand not turning around, "Yeah, yeah."

The Doctor let out a deep breath, looking away from his companion's back to Herman.

The bug looked up at him and the Doctor could have sworn the Tinid shook his head.

"Come on, Herman…nice juicy leaves this way." The Doctor said as he too left the console room.

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I hope that this is a good start, please review and let me know if I should continue.