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

This is set just after the end of the second series and starts with Smith and Jones, missing out the Runaway Bride, thouhg there are references to it.

This first chapter is just an introduction from Lily's point of view to explain things briefly, but everything after this will be in 3rd person and will be the proper story.

Chapter One

I don't know how much you know about me, but my name is Lily, and I'm probably the strangest people you'll ever meet. Unless you've already met my dad, in which case I'll be the second strangest.

You see, while most people my age - at least, my physical age of about 24 - live on Earth, get up, go to work, come home, eat chips, watch telly and go to be, I travel in time and space. I live in the TARDIS, and I can go anywhere I want, any time I want.

I travel with my Dad - you might have heard of him, he's the Doctor. A 900 year old Time Lord - last male time lord, actually. After the time war, there's just the two of us. Time Lords have this trick where we can change our bodies when we're dying, which is why we live so long. Dad says we get 12 regeneration - 13 bodies - though that's not set in stone. He's in his tenth now, and he looks about 36, so when we go to Earth and the humans start getting nosy, we tell them we're uncle and niece or brother and sister.

As for me, I'm still in my first regeneration, and I'm about 202, 203 - it's hard to keep track of time when you're messing about all over it. I've been travelling around in the TARDIS with Dad (and the occasional companion - usually an Earth girl) for as long as I can remember, and we get into a ridiculous amount of trouble, though it's always fun. I sometimes find it unbelieveable that I've managed to get so far without regenerating - it's probably because my Dad is so protective all the time.

All the time travelling has always been fun, but it went wrong a while back.

First it went a lot wrong, and then recently it got a lot wrong all over again.

Dad and I were travelling on our own when we met Rose in London, 2005. Straight away we got on really well with her - she was friendly, funny and just really nice. She's so easy to get on with and we quickly became friends. Dad and Rose got on really well too - as we travelled, it became clear that they're perfect for each other, even if they didn't do anything about it.

Rose started travelling around with us and we saw all sorts - Face of Boe, Gelth, Nanogenes, gas mask people, Slitheen, Daleks and that damned Game Station. I was feeling a bit like a gooseberry with those two gettin closer but then I met him.

He was the man who changed my life.

He's the one who made me forget the troubles of a time lord/lady being in love with a human (although I did once marry a human, but it didn't last. Will got someone else pregnant and had to marry her.)

He's the first man I ever really fell in love with, and I know I'll never love anyone else.

Captain Jack Harkness, his name is. Was. There I was, hanging from a barrage balloon in the middle of the 1941 Blitz, when a dashing Captain saved me and took me to his ship. We slow danced to Glenn Miller and drank champagne on a space ship tethered to Big Ben. He was a conman but he started travelling with us, and then he changed.

He was all flirty with me, but he was the kind of man who flirted with everyone who moved. We got closer and closer and one day we kissed. No-where special, it was just in Cardiff, by the bay. And there was champagne.

I had doubts but one night in the swiming pool was all it took get rid of those worries, and then we were together.

It lasted four months, but in those months we were closer than I'd ever thought I could be with anyone. Rose and Dad didn't know about it, but it was working for us, and those months could be the happiest of my life.

But then it went wrong, of course. It just had to didn't it?

We ended up on some sick game station where Daleks were taking people away. I've always been more afraid of Daleks than most other aliens, but now I just hate them, because they took away Jack. And Rose, too, I suppose.

The Daleks invaded the Game Station and Jack ended up on a different floor. We knew it was a hopeless situation and we said a goodbye, but he was adamant that we weren't going to get split up. He promised me it wasn't the end, and I believed him because i didn't want it to be the end. He got killed by them, and I wasn't there when he died. I got there not long after he died, but it was too late. I held him in my arms and told him I loved him - first time I'd ever told him that and he didn't even hear.

The Daleks got finished off when Rose absorbed the Time Vortex and killed them all, before Dad took away the Time Vortex and had to regenerate. That didn't change the fact that Jack died though, and I'll never see him again.

I tried to make Dad take me back to at least get the body, or to take me back to just before he died so I could save him, but he said he couldn't - too many risks of landing in the wrong place and all that. Dad made me leave Jack's body behind to rot on some Game Station and I hated that but after a while I've had to get used to it. Doesn't mean I don't love Jack just as much as I did then, though.

Dad found out about me and Jack just before we landed on the Game Station and he didn't like the idea. Convinced that Jack would hurt me, and the relationship was no good, but I didn't care. I think now he's seen me grieve he knows how much I loved Jack, and maybe he accepts it more - I don't know.

It took a while for me to even think about moving on with my life, because I didn't want to have a life without him. After a while - after all the hurting and all the pain - I realised that Jack wouldn't want me to mope around - Jack always wanted me to be happy. I decided that I should carry on with my life and try to make the most of it, to make Jack proud of me, if he was up there in heaven or whatever, looking down at me.

It's been hard of course, and I'm still so upset that I lost him - I'm not complete any more. But we carried on travelling around without him, and after a while it hurt a tiny bit less.

We went to a bunch of other places and though I missed him like mad, I had to carry on.

We went to New Earth, saw the Face of Boe again, and we even met up with Sarah Jane again. That was fun, to catch up with her, and I got to be an English teacher for a while. We went to a parallel universe where I met a parallel version of Jack - thrilled at first, but it turned out that in the parallel world, he was married to some guy called Ianto. Typical.

Couple more adventures and we ended up back in London - this only a few weeks ago - where everything went very, very wrong again.

Long story short, we ended up at Torchwood One - a place where they scavenged bits of alien technology and stuff. Horrible place really. They'd captured this big ark and there were ghosts too. Only, the ghosts turned out to be Cybermen and inside the ark were millions of damned Daleks.

We met those from the parallel universe again, and Dad said he'd have to open the void and send everything there. But we were all covered with void stuff, so me, him and Rose clamped ourselves to the wall while the void opened.

Rose lost her grip, and I couldn't reach her, so she fell.

At the last minute, her parallel dad came along and took her back to the parallel world, where she's now trapped forever. But at least she has Mickey, and her mum and dad. Only thing is, she doesn't have us - she doesn't have the Doctor.

Dad managed to get through to her with this projection thing and they said their goodbye. She told him she loved him, but he didn't have time to say it back, which I think is tragic.

He's broken now.

Rose was everything to him and he's not the same without her.

When she was gone, he hugged me and cried - I've never seen him like that. He's putting on a brave front now, and he's trying to be all cheerful and normal, just like he was before, but he's not the same at all. He doesn't want me to see him like that, but I know. I'm gutted too, because she was my friend, but it's nowhere near how he is.

So it's just me and him again.

Straight after losing Rose, we met this woman. Brilliant woman really - even if she's mental. She just showed up in the TARDIS, transported there on her wedding day. She was completey freaked out by the idea of us being aliens and she was really funny. Donna, her name is. Once we'd sorted her out and got her back on Earth and all safe, Dad asked her to come with us. She said no, but she told us that we need someone else to travel with us.

She says we need someone to stop us from going mental, and to look after us both. It might have been nice if she'd come with us.

Problem is, I've lost Jack and I'll never be the same again. He's lost Rose and he's not complete without her.

I'm not completely without hope though. You see, I once met this man - actually, I met him first in the parallel universe, and he was really friendly, despite the fact he was parallel Jack's husband in that world. He was nice and polite and everything, and he told me something quite handy.

I met the actual Ianto Jones from this world too - just after the whole Canary Wharf thing was over. He was in the rubble and I helped him out and had a quick conversation with him.

Anyway, he told me that everything will be ok in the end, because if it's not ok, then it's not the end.

Let's just hope that's true.

I've started using Jack's surname instead of the surname I usually use. Smith has been replaced with Harkness, as a tribute to him, and I think it works.

At first, it was just something I said, but now I think I'm used to it. Lily Harkness. Not that Jack and I were ever actually married - we were no-where near that. Jack's not really the marrying kind, but it doesn't stop me from wishing.