"Son-of-a-bitch"  Bobby gestured for him to come along and followed the brook back to a small lake.  He pulled something out of the pack and muttered some words over the water before touching it with what was in his hand, then he turned to watch.  Two black plumes of smoke blasted skyward.  He smiled.  "Looks like I got two more." 

"Wasn’t sure where the bastard dropped me.  But you keep an eye on where those come down, an’ you look for anything that shouldn’t be there, black eyes, black magic, murder, mayhem, on a scale too grand for this time.  That’s the second one I got rid of, looks like I got two more to get rid of, an’ then maybe I can get outta here.  Ain’t sure sometimes why I keep goin’ though, with a  damn’ sword of damoclese over my head." 

"Sorry for ramblin’ used to not havin’ company.  Los’ my boys a few years back, On my own now."

One thing was for sure, this man was not from around here. The Doctor takes a step towards him confused. "So where are you from?" He watches the black smoke with interest, calm as his hand rests by the pocket holding his sonic if he needs it. "Two more?"

Taking in the information, he wondered if the TARDIS and his Sonic will be of any help, probably in some way. "Are you telling me to look for one while you look for the other? Are you sure that's wise?" That man has quite the dirty mouth. 

"I understand." He sees that in his future selves. Sadly.

  "Cause on day, one of those creatures crawled into the woman I loved more than anything, and used her to try to kill me.  An’ In the fight with my wife, I ended up killing her, an’ I don’ want others to ever feel that way, so i took it upon myself to save those I can."  Bobby picked up his bag and went over to talk to the very spooked man that had minutes ago been possessed.  "You’re gonna be ok."  Bobby handed him a card for someone he could talk to, a fellow hunter from the period, someone who would understand being possessed and what it does to you.

"I help where I can fore it’s too late. Cause eventually there ain’t gonna be nothing I can do.  But I dunno if it makes any sense to you, fixed points and destinies."

The Doctor gets up and looks at the mess before them before doing what he could to fix it up. Putting his sonic away he scratches his head and frowns in though as well as with open ears. “I see.” Though it was sad, it was nevertheless reality. “So that was a demon?” He never seen one up close before, or one quite like this. 

"More specifically, that was a damned soul.  An’ a pretty low-level one too, he would’a left a lot more carnage if he weren’t jus’ a pissant.  An’ some of them the latin don’ work on.  An’ those— Those are just hard to deal with." The look of a man who’d had to make *That* choice flashed across his eyes.  But over all, there wasn’t any passion, even when he spoke of the woman he loved more than anything.  There were no marks of passion, no tears, it was as if he were empty.

"Name’s Bobby Singer."  Bobby’d been stranded here since he smoked in, and he’d never been able to get out, He didn’ even know where in the cosmos ‘here’ was.  "I don’ get many visitors that ain’t askin’ for my help, so you min’ if I ask a stupid question?"

Bobby stopped putting his things back into the green bag.  “Where are we?”

Being taught was new to him, so being taught this much was quite the experience. "I see, is there anymore in the area that you know of?" He moves around using his sonic carefully. 

His focus was on the new situation. "Hello Bobby." He turns to him. He did not use the name Doctor, so he had no name at all. That he wanted to speak. "Go ahead." The War Doctor was use to it. 

Raising an eyebrow he turns around to face him. "London, well, outside, during Queen Elizabeth's time."

  "Cause on day, one of those creatures crawled into the woman I loved more than anything, and used her to try to kill me.  An’ In the fight with my wife, I ended up killing her, an’ I don’ want others to ever feel that way, so i took it upon myself to save those I can."  Bobby picked up his bag and went over to talk to the very spooked man that had minutes ago been possessed.  "You’re gonna be ok."  Bobby handed him a card for someone he could talk to, a fellow hunter from the period, someone who would understand being possessed and what it does to you.

"I help where I can fore it’s too late. Cause eventually there ain’t gonna be nothing I can do.  But I dunno if it makes any sense to you, fixed points and destinies."

The Doctor gets up and looks at the mess before them before doing what he could to fix it up. Putting his sonic away he scratches his head and frowns in though as well as with open ears. "I see." Though it was sad, it was nevertheless reality. "So that was a demon?" He never seen one up close before, or one quite like this. 

  "Are you sure about that?" She asked

"I am." But when she said that he hesitated. "I didn't want anyone else to get hurt."

"Did you actually do that on purpose?"

"Not..really? It happened by accident."

"But how did you do it?" He gets ups slowly. 

"Did you actually do that on purpose?"

'a course I did that 'a purpose, what'cha think I am, an' idjit?

"But why?"

+3 Meet the War Doctor

"Dead."

"It’s Gallifrey verses the Daleks. They needed someone just as insane as those tin cans, so they brought back me. Wonderful plan, ain’t it?"

"But your uncontrollable, even for them."

Twelve and Clara

"It’s what you used to burn Gallifrey isn’t it?" She asked quietly and sadly.

The Doctor look down at the box and nods. 

Rose walked up to him and placed his hand on his shoulder. “You don’t have to be alone to do it you know.”

The Doctor looks at her. "I don't want anyone else to get involved."

+3 Meet the War Doctor

"Last time I saw you, you were…"

"I was what? Dying? Dead? Tell me, Doctor."

"Dead."

"Did you actually do that on purpose?"

"Not..really? It happened by accident."

The doctor looks over and than back at her.

"To save my little girl from the Daleks.  I didn’t want her to ever live the kind of life I had. She means everything to me.  I’d do anything to prevent that happening.  Even cross my own time-line."

The Doctor stares at his TARDIS and than back to her. “The Daleks?”

"During the war.  I  lost her. We were on Gallifrey when the Daleks came out of nowhere. " Benny bit her lip.  " I already lost my Doctor in the time war. I can’t lose her too."

The Doctor says nothing to this.

Rose nodded, “and you must be the doctor before the one I really meet…..”

"I am." He confesses.

Rose frowned slightly looking at the contraption next to him. “What is that?”

The Doctor looks at it. "Little thing I made during my journey."