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Wilfred sighed staring at the empty night sky, well the sky wasn't actually empty it was filled with glowing and sparkling stars but lacked something he was waiting for.

A box, not just any box but a 1960's phone booth with the wrong sized windows. Because that wasn't a box, it was a time and space machine owned by an impossibly young looking alien from a lost planet.

His name is the Doctor known by Wilf for his spiky hair and his long trench coat.

That could all be different now. Wilf thought sadly looking down into his cuppa. His last meeting with the alien he had taken a fatal dose of radiation to save Wilfred's life. And he didn't die, he changed, but the look of hopelessness in the Doctor's old brown eyes gave him the impression that he was dying. And then he was gone.

Oh and how he missed him. And he knew, if Donna could remember, she would miss him too. But alas she couldn't so that left the old soldier Wilf to mourn the changed alien by himself, and himself alone.

Wilf sighed and continued to stare at the empty-but-not-empty sky

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Galaxies away the blue box that Wilfred searched so desperately for flew and turned uncontrollably as the pilot cringed at the bloody gash that splattered across his shirt.

"But I'm not regenerating." He smiled, heaving himself up to the console "So big red gun not killing but hurts like hell. Why wouldn't the Silurians kill me?"

The console dinged and a series of long paragraphs of Silurian weapons containing the words 'big' and 'red' appeared. After digging through paragraphs of missiles and machine guns he landed on a paragraph about a "Nixus Degenerator".

"…Reduces the victims age until the point to where they are no longer a threat. Will cause the victim to have no memory up to the age the effect stops." The Doctor read from the screen. He stopped and looked up at the ceiling of the room at a loss.

"Okay then.…TARDIS activate companion emergency landing. Along with message." A companions name appeared on the screen.

DONNA NOBLE

"But I can't! C'mon old girl, pick another." The name stayed. "Fine then, let's patch her up. Oh I'm going to get a slap from this. Okay now the video, when I'm done send to Amy, Rory, River, Martha, and Mickey."

After his video he looked at his face that now resembled his tenth incarnation.

"Well then," he said as his spaceship crashed towards Donna's home. "Geronimo."

Second chapter up next! Now including a memory less Theta Sigma!