“Ow! What did you do that for?” The Doctor rubbed his arm where Donna had just punched him.
“That’s for runnin’ off and leavin’ me,” the redhead snapped, glaring daggers at him. If looks could kill he’d be regenerating by now.
“I didn’t run off…” He winced at the expression on Donna’s face. “Alright, I did, but it was only for a day or… well, three. And a half. But I was a little bit busy saving the world. Anyway, I knew you’d be fine, and you are!”
“This isn’t over, Spaceman.”
Oh yes, the Doctor was in big trouble!