So there I was, minding my own business when BAM, this little gremlin is standing there with what looks like a toy gun pointed at me in the middle of this warehouse when he grabbed my hand and pulled me away. We sprinted through the warehouse and out into the street. I doubled over when we were 'safe' on the pavement and breathed heavily as the person who grabbed my hand casually strolled forward slowly, hands in his pockets. He was a man, wearing a brown suit and a long brown coat with sticky up brown hair. This man was apparently a fan of brown. He walked forward a few metres before stopping and looking back at me with his slim face and frowned.

"Well come on then." He said as if it was obvious I was meant to follow him before turning back and walking along the road. I caught my breath and looked at him before running after him and slowing down as I reached the stranger.

"What?" I just asked. "What was- what the- what just- WHAT?" I spluttered.

"It was a Graske." The man said matter of factly. "Little blighters, have a habit of just turning up wherever they feel like it! I said to Rose, I'll be 2 secs, don't worry, get your stuff, I just need to go see what these readings are, make sure the little thing isn't getting into any trouble. We were having a great Christmas, I won the planet in a sword fight, escaped from the post regenerative coma, and Jackie actually cooked something ok for once! So new year, I said, new year, new Doctor, NEW EARTH! Good idea?" He said before looking at me.

"You're babbling." I said, slightly shocked.

"Sorry, I'm being rude, aren't I? Rude and not ginger." He sniffed. "Anyway, what's your name?"

"Flo."

"Flo." The man grinned. "Flooooooooooooo."

"Oi!" I snapped. "Who are you then?"

"I'm The Doctor."

"The Doctor?" I asked sarcastically. "What, Doctor Looney Tunes? Cause all that in there, BONKERS!"

"Oi, I have a reputation to uphold you know!"

"Ok then 'Doctor', what was that thing in there?"

"I said! A GRASKE!"

"Ok, keep ya wig on!"

"This." The Doctor stopped in his tracks in the middle of the everyday street. "Is NOT a wig."

"Got enough hair gel in it?" I asked sweetly, pressing down on his spikey brown hair.

"Oi!" He moaned grabbing my wrist playfully and pushing it away before his eyes widened and he looked at his hand in horror.

"You alright?" I asked slowly.

"Who are you?" He asked suddenly, turning serious.

"Flo Maxwell, I've said."

"But no, who ARE you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Time lords, we can see across time, and your future, your timeline, it's just..." He breathed quietly.

"What lords?" I asked impatiently.

"Sorry, I, uh, gotta go."

"Yeah..." I said curiously. "Rose or something, yeah?"

"Yeah, sorry, bye Flo." He said, stumbling off towards a blue police box before he walked inside it, slamming the door behind him.

3 months later...

Let me get a little up to speed on who I am. My name is Flo Maxwell, and I'm 20 years old. I have brown hair and is in light curls round to my shoulders and a long block fringe with it. I have no family left in my life, and 3 months ago, I had a strange encounter with The Doctor. So now, here I am, 3 months later, trailing through some crappy estate because my friend wanted me to visit her.

"Lizziiiiie." I groaned as I held the phone clamped to my ear whilst my bag smacked against my black jeans. I pulled the collar on my blue zip up hoodie and grumbled as I nearly bashed my white trainers against each other as I turned the corner. "I know, but after Christmas, I don't want to see him again!" I sighed, thinking back to my ex boyfriend Jasper, who walked out on me on Christmas day for Macey Granger, the little slut. "Look I-" I started to slow down as Lizzie jabbered on in my ear. I looked over to the flats to see two blonde women walking into the block, one older than the other, when a flash of blue caught my eye. I walked round further and froze and choked out a small sob.

"Flo are you listening to me?"

"Gotta go." I said quickly, hanging up and sticking my phone into my bag before sprinting towards the blue box. I stopped outside it and brushed my hand against the door before pushing it open and looking inside. It was... oh. But hang on, was that? No, couldn't be, couldn't be a spaceship could it?

"I thought I locked my TARDIS Flo Maxwell." I heard a low voice from next to me. I turned my head slowly and there was The Doctor, smirking at me.

"Hello my love." I grinned at him.

"How long's it been since you last saw me?"

"3 months."

"Ah, feels just like yesterday." He sighed, turning and leaning his back against The TARDIS, looking around the estate as the odd person walked by. "Well it was."

"Oh yeah, time lord, can be anywhere." I chuckled. "Is this a spaceship?" I asked.

"And a time machine."

"Where did you go?" I asked suddenly.

"I came here."

"I had a Graske point a gun at me and I had no idea what was going on Doctor. I was scared."

"Of the Graske?" He asked, a little shocked.

"No." I chuckled, shaking my head. "You grabbed my wrist and that look in your eyes, your oh so ancient eyes-"

"What do you mean ancient?" He asked curiously.

"-And you said my timeline..."

"Who are you?"

"You asked me that the first time we met."

"No, really, who are you?" The Doctor snapped, growing serious as he turned and stood infront of me. "What are you?" He thought for a second before grinning childlishly at me. "Well then, guess you better stick with me." He said, walking into The TARDIS and up to the console, leaving me standing outside, watching in on him.

"Stick with you?"

"You can come and travel with me, can't have someone like you with such a powerful timeline running round on your own now can I?"

"And what makes you think I'll come with you?" I scoffed as I folded my arms, walking into The TARDIS and up to the console next to him.

"Oh, you will. Planets, and times, civilizations, all across the cosmos, it's beautiful."

"I don't have a choice in this, do I?" I asked, but he just grinned back at me. "And what if I run out of here now?"

"Oh, I think we'll meet again." He said casually, flopping down and sitting on one of the chairs.

"How do I know I can trust you though?" I asked, slightly worried. "What if you're just some nutter, and you're gonna kidnap me?"

"If I was, would you be standing here right now? Would I?"

"Where are we-" We both looked round to the doors to see a young blonde girl standing there with a backpack, staring at me. "Who's this?" She asked sharply, looking at The Doctor.

"This is Flo."

"What's she doing here?"

"She's gonna come travelling with us. No questions asked Rose." He said, pointing a jokey finger at her, although I don't think she took it as a joke. "Now, what was you going to say?"

"Where are we going?" She asked quietly.

"New Earth." I said before The Doctor could ask.

"You remembered!" He cheered.

"Rememered?" Rose asked, walking up to the console and plonking her bag on the floor.

"Timelines are apparently very complicated things." I said, smiling at The Doctor.

"Huh?"

"Oh, don't worry, long story." I laughed, waving my hand off.

"Right then, New Earth." The Doctor said, eyes twinkling at the both of us.

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