"What is this place?" Lainie was staring around at the structure, before it was a blue box and now it was like concrete coral. Around the entire structure on the wall were lights, giving the room, or deck or whatever she was supposed to call this place, a soft glow. In the center was a column that gave off a blue tint and was surrounded by a counsel made by useless pieces of junk.

"The TARDIS." the Doctor was watching her reaction, he was so used to the TARDIS that it being bigger on the inside ceased to phase him, and that was probably 300 years ago.

"It was just a tiny blue box before."

"Well its still that, just a bit bigger on the inside."

"Oh just a bit bigger?" she looked up at him from over the statue. She had put her side down, still examining the room.

"Oi. Now, I have to save the world." he put his side down as well, he really just wanted to get on with his job.

A sudden look of realization came across her face, "You're, oh my gosh, you're a looner."

"No I'm not, I proved that!" once again he was indignant for what she identified him as.

"Or I'm one, because this can't work, first the statue, and then no one, not even security catching us when we were stealing it. And its really bigger on the inside." she was rambling and the Doctor knew that.

"Well I have to be saving the Earth." he really needed to get going on to that project.

"Oh, well I'm sorry if I'm a little 'holy crap', because finding out about aliens and boxes that are bigger on the inside aren't that startling."

"Well, why don't we deal with this somewhere else?" Before Lainie could respond different beeping sounds from around the counsel distracted him. Looking back up he saw the door wide open, the statue abandoned and lopsided on the floor of the TARDIS. "Thank goodness." Looking both ways he saw that the sidewalk he was almost empty besides for the girl's silhouette running towards the trolley way and the man walking towards him.

"You there!" trying to close the door quickly, the Boss man stuck his foot in the 'police box's' door and the Doctor grumbled something.

"Damn."

"Sir. Hello there. Um do you own this box?" In the Boss man's mind why would anyone want to own such an odd piece of modern art?

"Yes. It's my box." he said curtly.

"Well then sir can I ask you to step out?"

"Let me just get my coat." the Doctor leaned back in and waited for the Boss man to remove his foot. He didn't. "Could you move your foot?"

"Oh yes." the man slowly removed his foot and the Doctor slammed the door shut. Behind the door the Boss man could be heard yelling, but the Doctor ignored him instead he turned the red-eyed statue up on its base and tapped it on the nose and went about figuring out were he needed to head next, Henriks, London, England, Earth, 2005.

With the boss man gone the Doctor(11) had taken the liberty of sitting in his comfy chair. The last time he had sat in a chair this comfy had been with the Angels, who completely overlooked comfortable furniture. Leaning back a little bit he looked over at the old man who had oh so kindly escorted him to the Boss man's office.

"So who are you?"

"Tony."

"Tony what?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Well Mr. I'm not telling you the phone is blipping this red light on the phone."

"That means that there is a call."

"Well, can I answer?"

"No." Tony stomped over to the blipping phone, though paused when the Doctor's legs on the desk blocked his path. Shoving them off he hit the speaker button and the Boss man's angry voice could be heard.

"Tony, what in hell is the matter with you?"

"That box is not controlled by that man I just saw. And it wasn't in the garden."

"There's another one?"

"Yes and it just vanished."

"What!" the Doctor squeaked.

"Is that the Mr. Doctor man?"

"Yes and its just Doctor." he sat back and started tapping his head, the best way to spark memory. The date what was the date. "Whats today's date?"

"March 21."

"2005?"

"Yes will be for a whole year."

"No it won't, only 279 days left of 2005. I'm a year late for the series, damn never got to use those tickets. And ah that's why there's two TARDISes, I was here before. Shoot I better go stop her. I need my blue box." standing he hurriedly shuffled passed Tony I'm not telling you, and through the open door.

There was a pause as the Boss Man over the phone didn't know what to respond with to the crazy Doctor and Tony stared at his retreating figure, his jaw a little slack.

"Well we don't have to worry about the blue box its gone."

"Did you check the Garden?"

"Shut up Tony, its gone. Now go back to your job." the older man mumbled a few angry words as he retreated out of the office slower then the Doctor.

to be in a easier and more cut up read i split my originally long first chapter up. there really short for me. but i love them. any questions on the Boston culture references?

~2004 Red Sox Win World Series
~The T is the 'tube' or underground in Boston
~MOF is the Musuem in Boston, which is amazing!
~And a few years back MIT as a prank put a fake Doctor Who Police Box on top of a building. IT WAS AMAZING.

~read and review if you so wish.

meg