It was a quiet night in National City. The Professor stood on a building roof, looking out over the city. It was a beautiful sight, with the stars above shining and twinkling down on the city below. He smiled softly to himself. He continued to stare ahead at the sky, when he saw something ahead of him. Someone flying.
He stared at her for a while before he watched her get shot. Or at least, what he thought was getting shot. He raced back to his ship - the TARDIS - and ran over to the console. He flicked a fewswitches and levers, arriving to the spot where the person had been shot and materialised around the being, before he landed the ship on the streets below a few metres away.
He walked over to where the blonde female lay on the floor and knelt down beside her. darts, he thought to himself, as he slowly and softly pulled them out of her. He picked her up gently and carried her down the the medical bay, and placed her on the bed.