assorted planets and times. With the Doctor in mind, Rose began scanning street corners and alleyways for the familiar blue box.

After what must have been two hours, Rose entered a sunny street, near the London Eye. She sighed and took a seat on a nearby bench. She really didn’t know how much longer she would have to search before she found him, be it leather or pinstripes or any other Doctor. She was just getting tired of trans-dimensional travel.

Standing again, she decided to make the most of her trip. She took a short bus trip to her old flat on the Powell Estate, wondering if she was in the correct time to swipe some of her old family photos for her mum.

Thankfully, the key was still under themat where Jackie Tyler had hidden it, the cat flap was nailed down, and her old neighbours were still living there. She entered the flat quickly and looked around. Everything was the same, wonderfully the same.

Moving through her old home, Rose took time to look at each picture, drawing, knick-knack, and piece of furniture that had ever meant something to her and her mum. She smiled at a picture of a much younger Rose with a teddy on her lap and a big grin on her face. She had gotten that teddy when she turned seven, and it brought back very fond memories.

Finding a bag, Rose took the picture and carefully stashed it in the bag. Repeating this with a few more photos and long forgotten photo books,