AN: Hey, everyone, it's the Ginjah-Ninjah. This story has been running around in my brain for quite some time and I had to write it down. I tried to take an approach to OC goes into Doctor Who differently, as I have not seen this idea yet. Tell me what you think. READ, REVIEW and ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who it is owned by BBC and Steven Moffat among others, I am merely using it and playing with it.

Warning: Adult situations, Language and sexual content

Chapter One: The Watch that Whispers

Amelia or Amy as her friends like to call her was a simple girl with simple needs. She didn't want for much in life and she loved unconditionally. She trusted too easily and was naïve to some of the workings of the world.

'Maybe that was my mistake' she thought to herself as she wiped a hand down her face and put her blonde head between her knees as she sat on her porch.

To the common outsider she would look like she was just having a bad day, but it was much worse than that.

"He left me…" she whimpered her breathing coming out in gasps.

She felt herself breaking down again, her Cerulean blue eyes starting to swim with tears.

Her mind whirling to earlier events, back to where it started as her fists clenched in anger and betrayal.

Flashback

4 hours earlier

Two Pink Lines.

Her hand shook as she stared at those two lines from inside the grocery store bathroom.

Pregnant…4 weeks along, she couldn't be.

How was she going to tell Kevin, he made it clear that he hadn't wanted kids. They were on a trip in England before the wedding to pick up her sister and cousin, Rachel and he had never been one for that sort of thing.

She looked up into the mirror her eyes beaming with happiness and promise.

Her hands roamed down to her stomach as she lifted her green Taffeta blouse. She wasn't showing yet of course, that wouldn't happen for another 3 ½ months.

"Rachel" she sneered "It's always Rachel, she always got everything, well I was given second best." Her hands clenched.

Her older sister Rachel, who was actually her cousin, was the pride and joy of the Curtis family with her ocean blue eyes, long brown curls and a face that would turn a man's head. She was a Model for Chanel and always had the best of the best; she was Mom and Dad's Favorite.

A foul taste entered her mouth at having to call those people her parents.

Her biological Mother, Regina and her Father Louis were in car wreck when she was 12 and she was adopted by her Aunt Margaret and her husband Carl.

She smiled at the thought of her Mother and Father. Her mother was a gently spoken woman with a calm disposition and a heart of gold, her blonde locks glimmered in the sunshine and her brown eyes always reflected the joys of life.

Her father, Louis on the other hand was a handful; he was a genius, an inventor and a Professor at the local college. She remembered his goofy smile and strange brown hair. His large glasses that covered his blue eyes and even his thinking face. How he scrunched his nose in concentration.

She would laugh when they would watch Doctor Who when she was a child, he would always say that it was the most inaccurate show he'd seen…ever and she would smile and say "Daddy it's just fiction". To which he would respond with a smile and a glimmer in his eye.

He was different though and her mother would never tell her why, he spoke in strange languages when upset, always carried a strange pocket watch that he fiddled with and had an even stranger wardrobe that made subtle wheezing noises.

He told her to never enter that wardrobe, when she was ask him why, he would look at her and say "That chapter of my life is closed, I never want it opened again My Darling."

Tears came to her eyes as she thought of her father and his maniacal genius, after they had died the house they owned in England was passed down to her, along with his strange pocket watch, though when she met Kevin she moved to New Zealand and lived with him.

Now that she was back in England, she and Kevin stayed in the old house so they didn't have to pay for the hotel.

Her eyes landed on the pocket watch sitting on the counter of the bathroom. It was beautiful silver with fluidly drawn circles and swirls. Most interesting was that on the back were the words 'The Inventor'.

It gave her comfort because it strangely reminded her not just of her father but of 'Doctor Who', it was like The Doctor's and The Master's watches.

'Doctor' she sighed, that man was any woman's dream.

He was courageous and brave, gentle and funny. She had to admit when she first saw the new 'Doctor Who' she was startled; Rose Tyler, She looked like Rose Tyler. She felt like a Mary-Sue, she had gotten so much crap from her friends Timothy and Caroline.

'She didn't look that much like…'who was she kidding, people stopped her in the street and asked if she was Billie Piper.

She did look like Billie but with longer hair to her lower back with a different eye color and a slight tan, other than that her face was identical.

Timothy and Caroline had a long standing joke that if The Doctor saw Amy, he might kidnap her or at the very least hold onto her like a prized possession. She laughed about it but the thought itself made her slightly uncomfortable, because she wasn't Rose she was Amy.

She giggled slightly, wiping a tear from her eye as she looked at the watch.

"What should I do daddy, I don't know what to do?" she pleaded rubbing her thumb across the watch to sooth her nerves

All that greeted her was silence until the whispering started.

"Tell…Tell him." it whispered.

Her lip trembled "Daddy?"

"Tell him." The clustered voices said again.

She looked up at the mirror, hair a mess and slight mascara lines from crying. Grabbing a bathroom tissue she dabbed her eyes, with a final look at herself she grabbed the pregnancy test and clenching the watch in her hand she exited the bathroom.

Flashback End

She clenched her eyes as the next memory accosted her.

Hours earlier she couldn't explain the feeling of pure dread the hung over her when she got home and her car rolled to a stop.

Now she knew a secret that had been kept from her for almost a year that explained those feelings.

Flashback

One hour ago

As she entered her old house full of excitement, she tossed off her green Converse and white coat and ran up the stairs to where the music was playing.

She smiled fondly at the music.

Blue October, Kevin's favorite was playing on the stereo and echoing through the house.

As she neared the top of the stairs, the watch started to vibrate.

She looked down at it confused.

"Stop…" echoed the voice of her father.

Her foot halted on the top step

"Why? It's just Kevin?" she stated, she shook her head.

'Why am I talking to a watch?' she thought 'Am I going crazy?'

As she reached the landing a feeling of sudden anxiety started to settle in her stomach, waving it away as pregnancy jitters she walked until she found her parents room.

Slowly her hand reached for the knob.

"My Darling, you don't want to go in there…" The Voice of her father came so strongly that she flinched.

She reached for the knob, and twisted.

"This is going to break you…" whispered the voices in synch.

As the door swung open, the voices were right, she broke.

There on her parent's bed was a naked, sweaty ball of flesh, and that naked ball of flesh was her fiancé, the love of her life and father of her baby…and her sister, Rachel.

Fury, unexplainable fury rose from deep inside her as the pregnancy test clattered to the floor.

As it hit the ground, two heads shot up, with mussed hair and wide eyes.

"What the Fuck is this!" she roared, trying to calm down because of her baby.

Both persons fell out of bed and stumbled for their clothes, shocked that timid and kind Amy would shout and talk that way.

"I loved you! I loved you unconditionally!" She Yelled.

Kevin put on his boxer's and frowned down at his feet while Rachel stood next to him in her cherry red lingerie.

Rachel Scoffed and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

Amy's narrowed blue eyes locked onto Rachel.

"You realize that loving unconditionally is for the weak." She said snottily

Amy looked at Kevin

"How long? Kevin, How long have you been lying to me?"

Kevin looked up down at her with brown eyes and ran a hand through his black hair.

"Almost a year." He sighed.

Amy shattered.

She ripped her ring off her finger and threw it at Kevin.

"How dare you, you have defiled my house, my parents bed, and me-"

"Really, you seriously think that someone like me would ever love someone like you…" interrupted Kevin.

Amy looked at him, she was crumbling and he knew it.

"Wha-"Amy said.

"Your father was crazy, you mother was useless and you are nothing but a nerd in a super model body. It was only for your body and your money."

Her body slid to the floor.

Kevin sneer down at her "PATHETIC, you are nothing, all you talk about is your parents, your 'amazing' father and Doctor Who." He began breathing heavily "You're father was a total nutter, completely bat shit!"

Amy Whimpered and curled into a ball against the wall covering her stomach.

She heard heels approaching her, Rachel must have finished dressing

Suddenly, she was jolted forward as Rachel grabbed her by the hair.

"Kevin, get the scissors!" She stated.

She screamed as Rachel unevenly cut her hair to below her shoulders.

She sobbed. She hadn't cut her hair since her mother passed away, her mother loved her hair.

Amy was on the floor on all fours when she saw Rachel pick up the pregnancy test.

Her eyes widened when Rachel shoved it in her face.

"Are You Pregnant?!" she shrieked like a banshee.

Amy gulped, and stuttered "Y-yes"

Kevin froze and Rachel sputtered.

Kevin reached forward and dragged her out into the hallway.

"W-what are you doing!?" Amy struggled.

Kevin smiled "You're about to have an accident."

He neared the stairs, getting ready to push.

In that moment, all that Amy could think of was her baby. With strength that Amy didn't know she had she swung around and rammed into Kevin's 6'3" frame with all her might. Down he went.

When the noise stopped Amy was gasping for air. She huddled into the corner and hit the end table.

'End table…GUN!' she scrambled on her knees and reached into the drawer pulling out a pistol.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" shrieked Rachel.

As Rachel stormed toward her, Amy raised the pistol and cocked it. Rachel Stopped.

"Get Out! And take your trash with you!" She shouted.

Rachel laughed "You're not going to use that, you're too scared, you've always been too scared."

Amy smiled and aimed the barrel toward the ceiling and fired.

Rachel screamed.

"I'm now pregnant and protecting my unborn child, just fuckin' try me!" she sneered.

Rachel sputtered and nodded her head as she ran down the stairs body into her Camaro and drove off in the dust like a bat out of hell.

As they drove off Amy dropped the gun and collapsed on the front steps.

Flashback end

The memory brought tears to her eyes, she felt broken.

She was mess, her jeans dirty and her shirt torn. She was shoeless.

Her now uneven and choppy shoulder length blonde hair covered her dirty bruised face with mascara running down her cheeks in rivers.

Looking down at the watch for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, she smiled sadly.

"Just you wait daddy, your grand-baby is going to be magnificent".

Her shaking hand placed on her stomach rubbing it fondly.

"Wardrobe…" came a whisper.

"Dad?" she murmured confused.

'So, she wasn't nuts she was hearing a voice, she thought it was stress'

"D-Daddy…" she said feeling ridiculous and hopeful.

"Hello…My…Darling" Rasped a voice,

"Dad, is it really you?" she said crying.

"Yes sweetheart."

His voice filled her with joy.

"My Love, it is time…"

"Dad, I don't understand?" She said confused.

'Time, time for what?" she thought.

"Wardrobe…" He stated.

"You want to me to go to your wardrobe?" she said.

"Yeesss" Came a chorus of whispered voices.

"Dad, you never wanted me to open it, it was a time of your life you never wanted opened." She was very confused.

"It was a chapter of my life…that was closed…now it opens for you…" His voice echoed.

She shakily stood and slowly wobbled to the garage all the while the voices egging her on and giving her comfort and support.

As she reached the garage the voiced abruptly stopped as the door swung open.

There looming in the darkness was the wardrobe covered in a white sheet. She shambled over and pulled down the sheet, coughing as the dust filled the air.

It was as beautiful as she remembered large and polished dark oak with bronze embellishments on the golden door handle and corners.

She shakily reached a sweaty hand toward the knob and shrieked as the door swung open on its own.

She squinted her eyes to see inside, it was pitch black.

She reached into the back of the wardrobe when she was startled that her fingers didn't reach the end.

Suddenly a dazzling glow of cream and pink-gold started to appear and she carefully entered the wardrobe.

Instead of finding the back of the wardrobe, she found a room.

"It's-"she started.

"Bigger on the inside?" The voices inside the watch laughed. "A little boy named Theta used to tell me the same thing when I took him for rides". He said.

"What do you-"

Beautiful Golden blasts of light swirled around her nipping at her fingers and playing with her hair as tinkling laughter filled her ears, it made her feel safe and warm.

In a flash of light she was surrounded by a magnificent console filled with bits and bobs covered in gold.

It had a beautiful stain glass floor and 7 spiraling cream granite pillars keeping the shimmering golden ceiling up holding bits or starlight. Screens lined the center pillar as golden light streamed through.

Amy was in awe. "Is…It-She...what?"

"Emergency Protocol 1" stated a female voice.

"What." Repeated Amy.

Amy blocked her eyes a green light formed. She squinted. It was a person. Her eyes widened as she looked at a holographic image of her father.

There he stood in his glory. Mussed brown hair, mischievous blue eyes and large glasses, wearing the same clothes he died in a white dress shirt, gold-green tie and dress pants with a long black coat.

"Hello My Darling." He stated.

Amy blinked. "What?"

Louis laughed at his daughter "Your just like Theta with all of your what's" he grinned fondly.

"Whose Theta?" She said.

Louis just smiled.

Suddenly it all made sense. It was a slap in the face. Doctor Who.

"Is this why you laughed when I said time lords were fiction?"

Louis laughed.

"I'll take that as a yes" she said bluntly, her mind whirling. She was beginning to feel faint.

"Is this a TARDIS?"

"Yes, My Love." He looked over and stroked the console like it was his child.

"Her name is Delilah." Louis said brightly.

"You named her?" Amy stated incredulously thinking back to how The TARDIS had told The Doctor to call her 'Sexy'.

Louis grinned at his daughter.

"Delilah…tell my daughter hello." He said.

"Hello…Precious One." Echoed in her ears.

Delilah's voice filled her with joy; she was reminded of her mother, enveloped in a blanket of safety.

Amy was snapped out of it by her father's voice.

"Amelia…"

"Yes dad?"

Louis took a deep breath.

"I am going to send you away; you are going somewhere you will be taken care of."

Amy looked at her father.

"Daddy, I'm safe here, I have a life here and friends."

Louis narrowed his eyes at Amy, the image of a chastised child.

"You think that Kevin and Rachel aren't going to come back?" Those names felt like ice in her veins.

"I…I'll move in with my friends Tim and Carol." She said.

She didn't want to go, she loved it here. She had friends and a life. She slowly backed toward the door, moving toward it, the door slammed shut.

She ran forward and pulled on the knob.

"Daddy, Dad, please let me leave!" she sobbed.

"I'm sorry my dear, but this is for you and my grandchild". Louis said sadly.

"I'm sending you away from here."

"How far away?" she feared the answer.

"Through the Void, you can never come back." Louis stated.

Amy's eyes widened as he moved to The TARDIS console and pulled the lever. The TARDIS began to shake and rumble.

Getting up and stumbling everywhere Amy ran at her father.

"Daddy, NO!" She yelled.

Time slowed down as Louis looked at his daughter with sad eyes.

"I'm Sorry, so sorry, My Darling…I love you, I will always love you".

Right as Amy stumbled up to the console he vanished into thin air. She pounded her fists onto the console, trying to work The TARDIS.

"Delilah, Delilah please…don't do this." She wailed.

She slid down to the floor, sobbing and curled onto the floor.

She laid in the same spot for what felt like slow ticking hours, all the while Delilah humming to comfort her.

When the shaking stopped, Amy rose to her hands and knees and gripping the side of the console she rose to here feet.

"Delilah." She whispered hoarsely.

"Yes love" Hummed The TARDIS in question.

"Where are we?"

Delilah gave her a small mental nudge toward the door; shakily Amy twisted the knob and opened the door into the sunlight.

What she saw almost caused her to tip over.

There in front of her was the Royal Hope Hospital from Doctor Who. She slid down the wall of the alley entrance, eyes wide.

She heard footsteps rushing for her.

Amy began to hyperventilate as she saw a beautiful dark skinned medical student she knew all too well running toward her.

As her eyes began to close she felt a warm hand on her shoulder, shaking her gently.

"Ma'am, are you all right?"

The last thing she saw before it all went black was the concerned deep brown eyes of Martha Jones.

AN: And, there we go folks Chapter 1 of this new Fic. Tell me what you guys think. This chapter leaves a lot of questions to be answered. I would be more than happy to answer any quests you guys

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