you jolt awake standing in an unfamiliar, industrial looking room. You feel so small. You are small, child sized, four or five year old size.

A pair of doors behind you fly open. You spin around to look, ending up loosing you balance and falling flat on your arse. There stands a young woman, Rose Tyler, staring at you, gawking. "Doctor?" she calls out back to the doors.

"What is it?" A man calls back, a northern accent present.

"You're gonna want to see this." she replies.

There's an audible huff from outside before a man in a leather jacket strides in through the doors, his eyes landing on you, the annoyance on his face instantly replaced with a big smile. "Finally, took you long enough." the man says to the room you're in, the TARDIS.

"What do you mean 'finally'?" The girl asks.

"Set the TARDIS to make another little companion for me, this one is just a tiny, little mini me" The man replies.

"So that's just you as a child?" She curiously asks.

"Can't you tell by the ears?" He jokingly asks, moving to sit on the floor in front of you. He gently grabs one of your ears inbetween his index finger and thumb. "look, they're just like mine, dinner plate sized." he jokes.

She giggles, coming to kneel next to him. "Are you just gonna treat them as your kid?"

"Yeah, sort of." he says, looking back over at her.

"Can they talk or are they just gonna sit there?" she bluntly asks.

"Give them a break, they're only two minutes old." the man says, ruffling your hair.