*A/N: Final chapter! So let me know what you think, THANKS FOR READING!
John Watson walked out of the TARDIS with a dazed look on his face. He looked at the outside, before peeking back inside. "It's bigger on the inside."
"What a wonderfully, obvious observation, John." Sherlock sated as he moved past his flat mate.
"It's okay. The culture shock will off with a nice cuppa.'" Rose said gently as she led John down the alley.
Analiese moved to follow them, but the Doctor grabbed her elbow and held her back. She turned back to face him and found him staring at her curiously. "What did I grow a third eye or something?" Ana tried to joke, but the Doctor's face stayed serious.
"What did Anzelm mean when he said you were way out of your time?"
"I don't know what you mean. He was just saying things to try and get me to stay with them." Ana spoke, a touch of nervousness creeping into her voice.
She moved to walk away, but the Doctor's grip on her elbow tightened, holding her in place. "What aren't you telling me, Ana?"
"Nothing! I don't know what you want me to say."
"The truth, Analiese. You're hiding something, have been since you were little. Now what is it?"
Analiese wrenched her arm out of his grip. "I'm supposed to be dead! Ok?" She screamed at him. "Shot like some dog or gassed in some chamber! I'm not supposed to be here, 16 and alive."
"What?" He looked at her in complete and total shock.
"Dead. You know no longer living." Ana replied as she sunk to the ground, her back up against the TARDIS.
"What?" He gasped again.
"Yeah, that was a great realization to have in history class."
"WHAT?"
"Okay, I'll put it in simple terms. I was born in 1939 in a tiny village in Poland to a Jewish family. Get the picture now?" She snapped at him.
The Doctor slid down next to her. "Oh."
"Yeah, oh. You weren't off by a few years Doctor, try 52." Analiese pushed the hair out of her face to see the Doctor's dumbfounded expression. "My village was tiny enough to not be on any of the German's maps. They didn't evacuate us until November of '44 and we were naïve enough to actually believe that it was for our safety at first. Then we reached the camp and saw all the guns. It was terrible being cramped in the train car with my family and so many others. I was grateful to be able to breathe fresh air again. My Babcia she didn't survive the trip. I remember the train stopping and them throwing her and others out, just out into the woods.
"I was little and didn't understand what was going on. But we were forced out of the train with everyone else. Herded up like cattle near it. My mum she gave me a bag and told me to run, to run as fast as I could into the woods. I didn't think I just did as she said, it was terrifying. I heard her scream and dogs barking and then a single gunshot. I wanted to go back, but I heard shouting and dogs barking. Never like dogs then or now, so I just kept running and running.
"I was tired and cold, they were getting closer too I could hear them. But that's when I broke into the clearing and there she was, the TARDIS. My papa was English, he had been teaching me, I made out the word police and that was good enough for me. The door just opened and I ran in, and down the hall. Found a random room and hid."
"And then I found you a week later." The Doctor finished.
Ana nodded as a stray tear fell down her cheek. "Then you found me."
"Well that explains your jumpiness around soldiers."
Analiese gave a short laugh. "I freaked the first time I saw John in his uniform. Ran out of the room so fast, you would've thought I was on fire, or so he says."
The Doctor chuckled and then with a manic grin jumped to his feet. He grabbed Analiese's hand and dragged her up. He quickly opened the door and ushered her inside. "Coming, Mr. Holmes?" He called over his shoulder.
Sherlock appeared from around the corner and calmly strode into the TARDIS. Ana was shocked to see him, but gave him a weary smile. "Chances of John believing me?" She asked him as the Doctor fiddled with the controls on the console.
"After what he's seen today your chances are greater than what they would have been a week ago. He is most likely still going to have you committed though."
"Figured." Ana said with a sigh.
"That village of yours, what was it called?" the Doctor called from across the room.
She stared at him for a moment. "Solina, why?"
He didn't answer, just grinned some more and pulled a lever. Analiese almost fell over as the TARDIS shuddered and rocked. She did fall however at the abrupt land.
The Doctor quickly hauled her to her feet and led her to the door. He threw on his jacket and stood in front of the door. Sherlock and Analiese stood there looking impassively and frustrated respectively.
Just as Ana opened her mouth to snap at him the Doctor threw open the doors and Ana sucked in a breath. There it was Solina in November, just how she remembered it. A light snow had started to cover the wooden buildings, but people were still milling about. Lights were burning brightly as dusk settled.
Ana stepped out onto the street and continued to stare around her. There was the tailors' with grumpy Mr. Frazier, but he always had sweet hidden behind the counter. And Mrs. Khoury at the Bakery next door, she was always kind to Ana. With biscuits on display that were mouthwatering. And coming out of the Bakery…
"Mum." The word escaped from Analiese without thought. The woman was tiny with long, dark hair. Her skin was light with a dash of freckles across her button nose. And her eyes were the same shade of blue as Analiese's.
A boy around twelve followed behind her. He was the spitting image of the woman.
Analiese's eyes welled up with tears. "Can I go talk to them?" She asked the Doctor expectantly. His eyes shifted nervously. "I won't give anything away. I just want to say good bye."
The Doctor finally relented and he and Sherlock watched Ana scurry away towards her mother and brother. "Excuse me!" She called.
The woman turned and Ana inhaled deeply, seeing her mother up close was more overwhelming than she thought it would be. "Can I help you with something?" Her voice, Ana had to suck in a breath as memories of lullabies came rushing back. "Miss?"
Analiese cleared her throat and opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She gave up and made a rash decision. Analiese launched herself at her mother, quickly pulling her into a tight hug. Her mother did nothing but lightly and awkwardly pat her on the back.
Moments later Ana broke the hug and took a step back. "You are a wonderful mother, don't ever doubt that." She said with a shaky voice before turning around. She then took off at a brisk pace back to where the Doctor and Sherlock stood.
Her mother cried after her. "Wait! Who are you?"
But Ana kept walking she never looked back as she walked into the TARDIS. Sherlock and the Doctor quickly followed her and the later pulled a lever which started the comforting wheezing noise of the ship.
When the TARDIS landed with a 'thump' Analiese spoke in a shockingly steady voice. "Sherlock, why don't you go get John and Rose. Tell them it's time to say good bye."
Surprisingly Sherlock didn't argue he just silently slipped away. The Doctor moved closer to Ana, who was standing with her head bent. He had moved a foot when she held up her hand to stop him. "Don't, please just don't." Ana spoke in a thick voice and continued to stand there. After a few moments however, she took a deep, shuddering breath and quickly rubbed at her eyes.
When she turned around to face the Doctor she had a smile on her face. The only evidence of her previous mood was the redness under her eyes. The Doctor stared at her concerned. "Are you going to be alright Analiese?"
She stared at him, trying to look puzzled. "Of course I am. There is nothing to be not alright about."
"Analiese…" He admonished.
At the tone of his voice Analiese dropped the act. She rushed to embrace him, but kept the tears at bay. "I'll be fine, eventually. It's you I worry about."
"Me?"
"Yes you, you idiot. Doctor you may not realize this, but you're a conundrum. Brave and cowardly, old and young, brilliant and an idiot, and I'm afraid that one day you won't be able to take it anymore. That one day you'll snap and I'm scared about what will happen when that day comes." Analiese, choked out. She then seemed to get a hold of her emotions and pulled away. "But you had better come visit or call or something. After every seriously deadly trip, or every regeneration, or every new companion, or just to say hello. From today into the future, I'll be waiting."
The Doctor who couldn't find a reason to argue, at least not at this point in time, said, "Yes ma'am."
"Excellent now come say goodbye to John and Sherlock. I'm sure you're getting antsy." Analiese said, before heading out of the TARDIS.
Rose, Sherlock, and John stood outside in the alley. Seeing the two come out of the box Rose said goodbye to the flat mates, gave Analiese a bear hug and promised to keep in touch before bounding inside.
The Doctor enthusiastically shook John and Sherlock's hands, mumbling something about a book before giving Analiese a final hug and following Rose inside. Seconds later the blue box wheezed and dematerialized. The three left in 2006, London stood there in silence for a few more seconds, before Sherlock broke it. "I'm bored."
*A/N:THANKS FOR READING!