Let's just say I'm feeling generous and I didn't want to do the coursework I really should be doing right now, so I decided to not completely waste my time thus there is a chapter.

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The Doctor and the Stone stood side by side looking at the cupboard. Alex stood behind them. George peered out from behind his father to watch the Doctor who stepped closer to the cupboard. He practically jumped out of his skin with the other three when the lift started up. The Stone sighed and placed a hand over her hearts. The Doctor gave her a concerned look and grasped the Time Lady's hand. Using his other to unlock the cupboard and open it. The creaking from the door echoed into the room. He leapt backwards, pulling his wife with him and then frowned. The cupboard was occupied by hangers with clothes on and toys at the bottom. The most eye-catching one being the dolls house.

"I don't understand it." He frowned. "It has to be the cupboard. The readings from the sonic screwdriver, they were-" his eyes widened meeting the Stones who held the same expression. The two then darted out of the little boy's bedroom. The Stone clutching the photo album. "How old is George, Alex?" The Doctor asked. His eyes shifting from the man to his wife who flicked through the pages.

"What?" He looked at them confused. "How old?"

"Yes." The Doctor nodded his eyes showing slight fear. "How old is George?"

"Well, I told you. Just turned eight."

"So you remember when he was born, then?"

"Of course."

"Course you do." He said in agreement. "How could you not?"

"You and Claire." The Stone pointed at a photo of the two who was smiling at a photo. "Christmas Eve, 2002, right?"

"What?" He blinked. "Er yeah."

"Couple of weeks before George was born. Tell me about the day he arrived." The Doctor said. "Must have been wonderful."

Alex smiled. "Well, it was the best day of my-" He then stopped. His eyes changed from happiness to fear as he stared at the Doctor. "life."

"Sure?" The Stone asked.

"Yes."

"You don't sound sure."

"What are you trying to say?" He asked the Doctor. "Look, I don't like this." He pointed at the open door. "I've told you before, I want you to go."

"What's the matter, Alex?"

"I can't." He rubbed his head. "Oh, don't. Oh, this is scary."

"No, Alex, this is scary." The Stone flicked the page. "Claire with baby George. Newborn, yes?"

"Yes."

"Less than a month after Christmas." The Doctor said turning it back.

"So?"

"So look." The Doctor flipped the page again. "Look." He pressed on. "Claire's not pregnant."

"What?"

"Not pregnant." The Stone said.

"Well, of course not." He exclaimed. "Claire can't have kids!"

The Time Lords stared at him as he stared back at them. "Say that again." The Stone asked.

"We tried everything. She was desperate. As much IVF as we could afford, but. Claire can't have kids." He then blinked in realisation. "How?" He asked. "How can I have forgotten that?"

The Doctor slowly turned to look at the boy sitting in his bed. Staring up at his father and the two Time Lords. A blank look on his face. "Who are you, George?" The Doctor asked taking the Stones' hand and pulling her away. She was moving closer and she didn't even know it.

"It's not possible." Alex shook his head. "This isn't-"

"George?" The Doctor said again cutting Alex off. The lift then sounded again and George's toys began to shake. The bedside lamp glowed brightly all of a sudden and then the cupboard doors flew open. A bright white light shone out. A wind then picked up. Pulling the three towards the cupboard. George sat on his bed looking terrified. "George!" The Doctor and the Stone shouted.

"George, what's going on?" The Stone asked fighting off the pull of the wind.

"Are you doing it?" The Doctor shouted.

"What's happening?" Alex asked.

"Please save me from the monsters." George whimpered pulling his legs up. His arms going around them. He rocked back and forth. "Please save me from the monsters. Please save me from the monsters." He repeated over and over. Hiding his face. "Please save me from the monsters."

"George, no!" The Doctor shouted trying to hold on to the Stone who was almost in the cupboard. Only holding on to the door frame.

"Please save me from the monsters. Please save me from the monsters. Please save me from the monsters."

The Doctor cried out with the Stone. The Time Lords being over come by the wind. "Help me, Doctor!" Alex shouted.

"Please save me from the monsters." George cried again. Alex screamed and was dragging in the cupboard door slamming behind him.

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"Stone." The Doctor shot up his eyes darting around. He then relaxed seeing the Stone waking up beside him, the Doctor kissed his wifes forehead before he jumped up and ran to the door slamming his hands on it and shouting. "George! George, don't do this. We want to help you, George."

"We went-" Alex looked at the Stone who was eyeing the large table with what looked like food on it. "We went into the cupboard. We went into the cupboard. How can it be bigger in here?"

"More common than you'd think, actually." The Doctor muttered. "You're okay."

"Where are we?"

The Stone looked around before nodding. "Tad obvious, isn't it?" The Doctor replied and glanced at his wife, "dear?"

The Stone looked at Alex as he replied with a frown: "No."

"Dolls' house." The Stone cut in. "We're inside the dolls' house."

"The dolls' house?" Alex repeated.

"Yeah, in the cupboard, in your flat." The Doctor nodded. "The dolls' house."

"No, no, just slow down, would you?"

"Look." The Stone picked up the chicken which seemed to be wooden. Tapping it on the table. "Wooden chicken."

"Cups, saucers, plates, knives, forks, fruit, chickens." The Doctor tossed the items over his shoulder. "Wood." He heard them all thump on the floor, nothing clattered or smashed. "So, we're either inside the dolls' house or this is a refuge for dirty posh people who eat wooden food. Or termites. Giant termites trying to get on the property ladder." He then frowned looking thoughtful. "No." He looked at the Stone. "That's possible. Is that possible?" He asked her. The Time Lady shrugged and then followed the Doctor out of the door and into the hallway. Alex quickly ran behind them, attempting to keep up with the two.

"Look, will you stop?" He shouted at them. "What is he? What is George? And how could I forget that Claire can't have kids? How?"

"It's a perception filter." The Stone answered. "Some kind of hugely powerful and complicated perception filter."

"It convinced you, Claire, everyone. Made you change your memories. Now, what could do that?" He said before looking at his teeth in the mirror. The Stone chuckled at her husband and gently shoved his shoulder with her own before they both moved along.

"Just a mirror," Alex muttered following them.

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"So, Claire can't have kids and something responded to that." The Doctor muttered picking up a candle that was on the floor of the room they had just entered. "Responded to that need. What could do that?" He looked at the Stone wondering what she thought.

"I thought you were the expert-" Alex cut in before the Time Lady could get a word in. "Fighting monsters all day long. You tell me."

"Oi!" The Doctor cut in almost glaring at the man. "Listen, mush. Old eyes, remember? Me and my wife, we've been around the block a few times." He then corrected himself. "More than a few. They've knocked down the blocks we've been round and re-built them as bigger blocks. Super blocks. And I've been round them as well. We can't remember everything."

The lift then started to make it's breathing like sound again. The Doctor clearly not listening continued to speak over the mans question. "It's like trying to remember the name of someone you met at a party when you were two."

"Doctor, the lift." Alex tried to cut in. The Stone curiously looked around having heard the sound.

"And I can't just plump for Brian like I normally do." He continued.

"Doctor, listen!" Alex shouted trying to get the Time Lord to stop.

"Shush." The Doctor held a finger up. The Stone sighed shaking her head at the Doctor who frowned. "What's that?"

"It's the lift." He supplied. "It's the sound that the lift makes. George is scared stiff of it." The Stone then glanced at the electric lights in the bulb of the candle that flickered out one by one. Noticing her gaze Alex followed it and closely watched the candle. Walking over to it as the Doctor moved over towards the wall. The Stone right beside him.

"Five times." Alex then muttered aloud.

"What?" The Doctor asked walking over to the man.

"The lights." He supplied pointing at them, the bulbs continuing to flicker in their rythem. "It's happening five times. It's like one of George's habits. We have to switch the lights on and off five times."

The Doctor grinned patting him on the back. "Now you're getting it."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you tell George to do, Alex?" The Stone asked. He frowned not understanding so she continued. "With everything that scares him?"

"Well, put it in the cupboard."

"Exactly." The Doctor added. "And George isn't just an ordinary little boy, we know that now, so anything scary he puts in here. Scary toys, like the dolls' house. Scary noises, like, like the lift."

"Even his little rituals have become part of it." The Stone cut in. "A psychic repository for all his fears, but what is he?"

One of the dolls then entered the room. "Oh, my God." Alex gaped at it. The Doctor instantly grabbed the Stone and pulled out his screwdriver.

"A gun?" Alex's eyes widened. "You've got a gun?"

"It's not a gun." The Doctor protested. He then groaned looking at the Stone. "Wood! We've got to invent a setting for wood. It's embarrassing." He quickly pocketed it and noticed a pair of giant pink safety scissors. He poked the doll with them to make an exit though the door. The Stone went first leading the way followed by Alex and then the Doctor.

"Don't run away." The Doll creepily called to them. "We just want to play..."

"Massive psychic field, perfect perception filter, and that need." The Doctor took the lead running up the stairs. Alex grabbed the scissors off the Time Lord to keep the doll that was following them away. "That need of Claire's to, to." His eyes then widened. Meeting the Stone who gave him the same look, groaning at how silly she was. "Stupid Doctor." He hit his forehead. "Ow."

"If it makes you feel better I was also stupid, sweetheart." The Stone added.

"Never." The Doctor instantly replied, kissing her cheek.

Alex gave them both a confused look.

"George is a Tenza." The Doctor explained.

"He's a what?" Alex stared at them. Dolls then began to head towards them from up the stairs as well trapping them.

"A cuckoo. A cuckoo in the nest. A Tenza."

"He's a Tenza." The Stone tried to explain it as clearly as possible. "Millions of them hatch in space and then they drift off, looking for a nest, somewhere to live with people to love them. The Tenza young can sense exactly what their foster parents want and then they assimilate perfectly."

"George is an alien?" His eyes widened. The puzzle pieces fixing together in his brain.

"Yep." The Doctor nodded.

"But he's he's our child."

The Doctor nodded as they backed up the stairs some more. "Of course he is. The child you always wanted. He sensed that instinctively and sought you out, but something scared him." He tried to think. "Started this cycle of fear. It's all completely instinctive, subconscious. George isn't even aware that he's controlling it." It then clicked in his mind. "So we have to make him aware." He then started to exclaim to the ceiling: "George!"

"George, you're the only one who can stop this!" The Time Lady shouted hoping that the little boy could hear her.

"But you have to believe." The Doctor cut in. "You have to believe. You have to know you're safe. We can't save you from the monsters. Only you can. George, listen to us!"

"George, listen to us please." The Stone shouted before blinking, noticing Rory in the corner of her eye. "Rory." She grinned.

"Stone." The man rushed over to them. "Doctor."

"Where's Amy?" The Doctor asked.

Slowly Rory pointed at one of the dolls. The Doctor swallowed hard and tightly grapsed the Stone's hand. "Oh, no." He then shouted again. "George! George, you have to face your fears!"

"You have to face them now." The Stone cried out noticing how close the dolls now were.

"You have to open the cupboard, or we'll all be trapped here forever in a living death. George!"

"George, listen to me." The Doctor begged tightly hugging the Stone to him. Alex still tried to fight off the dolls. "George! George, listen to me. George!"

"Please! George, you have to end this. End this. End it. End it now!"

The dolls then stopped as if they had never moved, staring at the Time Lords and two humans. The Doctor looked around before faintly smiling, spotting the small frightened little boy at the bottom of the stairs, in the middle of the room. "George. George, you did it. You did it."

"Hey, it's okay." The Stone reassured . "It's all okay now. Everything's going to be fine."

Just as those words exited the Time Lady's mouth the dolls slowly turned away from them and headed towards George. "No! No! No, no, no, no, no." The Time Lords shouted.

"George, you created this whole world." The Doctor shouted. "This whole thing. You can smash it. You can destroy it."

The little boy shook his head. "Something's holding him back." The Stone muttered trying to think before it clicked in her brain. "That's what the trigger was." She looked at the Doctor whose eyes widened when he also understood.

"He thought you were rejecting him." The Doctor looked over at Alex. "He thought he wasn't wanted, that someone was going to come and take him away."

"Well, we, we talked about it."

"Yeah, and he heard you, Alex. A Tenza's sole function is to fit in, to be wanted, and you were rejecting him."

"We just couldn't cope!" He protested. "We needed help!"

"Yes, but George didn't know that." The Stone explained. "He thought you were rejecting him. He still thinks it."

"But how can we keep him? How can we? He's not-"

"Not what?" The Time Lords questioned.

"He's not human."

"No." The Doctor answered while the dolls surrounded George. The boy cried out for his father.

Alex's eyes widened and he ran, pushing past all the dolls in his way, forcing the dolls away from George he picked the little boy up and tightly held him in his arms. "Whatever you are, whatever you do, you're my son, and I will never, ever send you away." He held a hand to the back of his head. "Oh, George. Oh, my little boy."

George sniffed. "Dad." He croaked into the mans shoulder. The Doctor smiled proudly taking The Stones hand. A bright white light then began to shine through the windows. The Stone let out a shaky breath, finding the adventure to be quite an emotional one in itself.

"My little boy." Alex murmured.

"Dad..." George sobbed as the light blinded them all.

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The Stone fondly smiled at the Doctor and George who was sat on the kitchen counter. The Doctor right next to him entertaining the young boy with some robot toys. "Hi." A woman presumably Claire walked in.

"Hello." The Doctor greeted, jumping off the counter. "You're Claire, I expect." He then yelped when the Stone pulled on the back of his jacket, forcing him to not give the woman air kisses when he stepped closer to do just that. "Claire, how'd you feel about kippers?" He asked trying to ignore the funny look she was giving him as he restrained himself from playfully glaring at his wife.

"Er who-" she looked between the Doctor and the Stone.

"They sent them about George," Alex reassured. "It's all sorted."

"Yeah, we had a great time, didn't we?" The Stone smiled at the boy who broadly grinned in agreement.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"See?" The Doctor linked his arm with the Stone. "He's fine."

"What, just like that?" She blinked.

"Yes." The Doctor nodded. "Trust us."

The small family then began to prepare breakfast. The Time Lords glanced at each other slightly nodding in a mutual agreement before they quietly headed out the door.

"Doctor, Stone, wait!" Alex called running out after them and forcing the two too turn around.

"Sorry, yes." The Doctor apologised. "Bye."

"No, no, you can't just-" he protested. "I mean"

"It's sorted." The Doctor replied. "You sorted it. Good man, Alex." He patted his shoulder. "Proud of you."

"What, that's it?"

"Well, apart from making sure he eats his greens and getting him into a good school, yes."

"But is he going to, I don't know, sprout another head or three eyes or something?"

The Stone chuckled slightly shaking her head. "He's one of the Tenza, remember. He'll adapt perfectly now."

"Hey!" The Doctor grinned pointing at George who stepped out of the flat. "Be whatever you want him to be." They then turned to leave. The Doctor stopped and turned around. "We might pop back around puberty, mind you. Always a funny time." He winced slightly remembering just how terrified of the Time Lady he was during his younger years. She didn't even realise how much effect a simple hello had on him back then. God knows what it would do to poor George.

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"Come on, you two." The Doctor said noticing Amy and Rory were sat on a small wall facing the block of flats. "Things to do, people to see, whole civilisations to save." He sat between them.

The Stone stood facing the three. "You feeling okay?" She asked Amy looking quite concerned.

"Er, I think so."

"Well, it's good to be all back together again, in the flesh." The Doctor placed his arms around the humans shoulders before he jumped up and wrapped one arm around the Time Lady. "Come on."

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"Now, did someone mention something about planets and history and stuff?" The Doctor asked walkimg around the console.

"Yeah." Rory nodded.

"Where do you want to go?" The Stone asked.

"Er..." Amy tried to think.

"Mind's gone blank." The Doctor waved her off.

"Well, I have just been turned into a wooden dolly." She protested.

"Excuses, excuses."

"It's tough, though." Rory backed Amy up. "It's like being given three wishes. The whole universe?"

"Or universes." The Doctor said with a thought.

"Best not though." The Stone added. "Unless you want to try and find my old TARDIS?" She smirked.

The Doctor pouted slightly. "She didn't like me that much."

The Stone chuckled. "Sweetheart she was always teasing you."

"Much like a certain Time Lady." He muttered. "But it's best not to mess with all of that otherwise Rose Tyler got stuck in the Parallel Universe all for nothing."

The Stone chuckled slightly. "Yeah best not."

"Who?" Amy frowned.

The Doctor waved an arm at Amy. "Old friend of ours from a long time ago."

"Right."

"Thought of where you want to go yet?"

Amy smiled slightly. "Make it random?"

"Dear?" The Doctor raised a brow at his wife.

The Stone nodded in agreement and began to dart around the console. The Doctor grinned followed after her.