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Author's Note: This is a sequel to The Adventures of the Doctor and his Daughter, which is available on my profile incase anyone hasn't read that and wants to.

This is set straight after the end of that story, and starts with the Christmas Invasion .

This first chapter is just an introduction from Lily's point of view to explain things, but the rest of the story will be in 3rd person and following the story properly.

Chapter One

My name is Lily, and I'm not exactly normal.

I know everyone's different and all, but I'm really not normal. For instance, most people my age - at least, my physical age of 24 - are sitting at home watching telly, or they're out with their mates, or maybe they're at their little office jobs down there on Earth.

Not me. I'm in the TARDIS - our alien ship which travels in time and space - with my Dad - a 900 year old Time Lord - and our friend Rose - a 21st century London girl.

You might have heard of my Dad - the Doctor. Though he regenerated about ... ooh ... ten minutes ago, and now he looks different. Good different, I think.

As for me, I'm about 200, give or take a few years, and I've been travelling in time and space for as long as I can remember: just me and Dad with the occasional companion. And a hell of a lot of trouble, but a hell of a lot of fun.

It was all going well too, until recently.

Dad and I met Rose in London, 2005 about a year ago - though it can be hard to keep track of time in the TARDIS. I really like Rose, and she's so much fun to be around. Dad really likes Rose too, and it's obivous that they're perfect for each other, even if they haven't quite worked it out, and won't admit it yet.

So we were travelling for a bit ... Face of Boe, Gelth, Slitheen, damned Daleks, stupid Game Station ... all that stuff. Rose and Dad were getting closer and it was weird to be around them sometimes ... I felt like a bit of a gooseberry sometimes.

Then I met him.

The man who changed everything for me.

The man who made me feel like no-one else ever had.

The first man I ever loved - the only man I would ever love.

I met Captain Jack Harkness - a handsome, dashing, intelligent, witty, brilliant man - in 1941. We were in the Blitz when Rose and I got seperated from my Dad. Basically, we were hanging from a barrage balloon and he saved us. Then I danced with him ontop of a spaceship tethered to Big Ben ... we had champagne, and there was Glenn Miller playing. He was a con man, but he changed and he ended up travelling with us, after I told Dad we couldn't leave him, because he'd have died if we left him.

It was great. Jack and I got on well, and he was all flirty. After a while, we ended up kissing. God, that was a good night ... we were by Cardiff bay. There was champagne there too.

One more night was all it took - late at night, in the swimming pool. It was quite Romeo and Juliet.

Four months later and we were rock solid. It was a secret from Dad and Rose, but it worked for us, and we were happy. In fact, I was estatic. Jack made me feel like no-one else ever had, and ever could. It was love, I know it.

Then of course, it all went wrong.

We ended up on some sick Game Station. People were being taken. Turned out the Daleks were behind it.

I've always been more scared of Daleks than I have anything else, and now I have a readon to hate them too - a Dalek killed my love.

The Daleks invaded and it was almost impossible. One killed him and I got there too late. I held him in my arms not even an hour ago and finally told him I love him, even if he didn't hear it.

The Daleks were finished off because Rose absorbed the Time Vortex. But then Dad had to take it from her, and the energy was too much, so he's just regenerated.

Only, it's going a bit wrong, and he's gone a bit crazy. Now the TARDIS is going to crash land on Earth. Brilliant.

As soon as we've got this sorted, and Rose has decided if she's staying with us or staying on Eartg, I'm going to make Dad take me back for Jack.

Jack is everything to me, and he's not going to rot on some godforsaken space station.

I want to go back for his body, at least. But I know Dad won't want me to. Dad only found out about our relationship earlier today - or maybe, last night. Just before the Game Station, anyway. He wasn't happy. Not happy at all, so he's convinced that I should try to forget about him.

How do you move on from someone you've loved that much?

How do you get over a broken heart?