A/N - This is the first chapter of my first story and I hope you all enjoy it! Reviews would be greatly appreciated, even if you don't like it - constructive critisisms are welcome.

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"Are you alright?" A tall brown haired man crouched beside me, flashing a light in my eyes.

"Umm, Yeah I'm fine" I jumped to my feet and brushed myself off. I looked around at where I was. I was stood inside a big familiar room. In the centre was a console and a ramp and stairs that led off at the sides.

"Are you sure?" He frowned, slipping the light into his inside jacket pocket.

"Yep, I'm fine.. Brilliant, Just great" I rambled, spinning around on the spot, taking in the whole room, "And from the looks of things.." I started, glaring myself over in a reflective surface on his console, "I'm alive!" I slapped my hands on either side of his face, grinning like a fool. He was looking at me as if I was strange and to be honest I was acting a bit odd. This might be me though.. I may just be an odd person. "Oh this is brilliant"

"We found you unconscious in an alleyway.. You can't be alright" A red headed girl, who until now had been stood cautiously at the side, spoke up.

"Yeah.. funny story.. Long story.. I'll save it for another day" I breathed, tapping my fingers awkwardly along the railing when another thought hit me, I haven't seen myself yet. "Do you have a bathroom?" I asked.

"Down the hall on the left." The man pointed at a set of stairs leading away from him and the red headed girl, his eyes stayed firmly on me the whole time.

"Thanks" I replied and ran up them, dissappearing around the corner and out of sight. I sped into the bathroom and stood still as I saw my reflection. My hair was brown and thick and reached down to my bellybutton, which was a change from the bright blonde and blue eyes I previously had.

"FINALLY! I HAVE GREEN EYES!" I called excitedly, leaning forwards into the mirror and checking them out. I stood up straight and measured my hand on my head, "5"9? I can live with that."

"Are you alright in there?" The red heads voice called from the door. "I heard you talking.."

"Yeah," I peeked my head around the door, "I'm great.. How old would you say I am?" I frowned, opening the door fully. The girl frowned back at me.

"What?" She asked, as if my question was stupid.

"How old do I look?" I repeated, turning on the spot.

"I don't know.. About 24, 25ish?" She shrugged. "Don't you know?"

"Of course I do..." I turned back to the mirror, knowing she wouldn't understand. "I just wanted an outsiders opinion."

"Rightt..." She replied as I walked past her, into the hallway and poked my head into another room.

"Finally, I can change out of these clothes!" I called, walking into a room full of clothes and locking the door behind me, leaving the girl outside. "I look like a tramp.." I mumbled.

"If you think you look like a tramp why are you wearing those clothes?" The girl asked.

"I wasn't.." I replied, "Well.. I was, but It wasn't me who was wearing them.. not now I am wearing them.." She had no idea what I meant which was reflected in the silence that fell between us.

"What's your name?" She spoke, breaking the silence, not sure of whether I'd reply.

"What's yours?" I asked after a minute or so. I rummaged through that racks of clothes and picked up a pair of jeans and a baggy white shirt.

"Amy.." The girl called back as I pulled my wet skirt and vest off.

"Lovely" I told her, slipping into my jeans.

"Well aren't you going to tell me yours?" She asked. I pushed my arms into the sleeves and started buttoning the shirt up.

"Why are you so fascinated with names?" I frowned, and unlocked the door before stepping out. I finished buttoning up my shirt and walked back down to the big room I'd woken up in.

"You asked me my name" Amy pointed out, her scottish accent becoming very obvious as she spoke more and more.

"You asked me mine.." I turned to her, "And a rose by any other name would smell as sweet" I quoted, heading for the door.

"You're keeping the clothes?" Amy frowned. I stopped, and turned to face her, looking down at the clothes.

"Yes, Yes I am" I grinned, looking from her to the man she was with, "Because I just saved twelve thousand people and I think I deserve them." I turned on my heel and sped over to the doorway. Yanking the doors open, I leaned out and took in a big breath. "I love earth" I exclaimed and walked out to survey my surroundings.

"Doctor who is she?" I heard Amy's voice from inside the blue box.

"I don't know.."

"But she's so much like.. You!" Amy called "It's weird." Suddenly a thought popped into my head, Where is it?

"No no no" I patted myself down and couldn't find what I was looking for. I ran back in, past the couple and the console, over the railings, down the hallway and into the room that I'd gotten changed in. I rummaged through my pile of old clothes and sighed in relief when I found it. My sonic screwdriver. I padded back down the hallway and into the room where Amy and the man had stood infront of the door blocking my exit. I tucked my screwdriver into my back pocket and stepped down the stairs so I was beside the railing.

"Who are you?" The man frowned, stepping forwards leaving Amy to guard the door.

"Who are you?" I raised my eyebrow, moving closer to him so my face was a few inches away from his.

"I asked first" He looked down at me, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Yeh, yes you did Doctor." I nodded, and began circling the console awkwardly.

"How do you know my name?" He frowned at me.

"Amy Just said it" I pointed out, stopping at the screen on the console.

"Rightt" He raised an eyebrow at me, "What's your name then?" I looked down at my Crumpled white shirt, where I found a label reading 'Riley johnson'.

"Riley.." I lied.

"Okay Riley.." He gave me a little smile "Do I know you?" He asked before looking me up an down.

"Of course you don't. We've never met" I cocked an eyebrow at him, "This is quite a box you've got here.. Bigger on the inside" I smiled at him running my hand along the console, "You must love it when people say that.."

"You're not an alien too are you?" Amy blurted out, frowning as she spoke.

"Amy!" The Doctor hissed, "So much for subtlty."

"No.. course I'm not" I smiled, diving my hands into my pockets

"He is" She pointed at him, "Two hearts and everything"

"That's weird" I replied abruptly although it seemed a perfectly normal thing for an alien.

"I know, I've had to put up with him going off on little alien tangents" She rolled her eyes, and sped up the ramp to stand beside me. "Can she come with us Doctor?" Amy almost begged.

"What?" He exclaimed, "We don't know her.."

"Plus I'm a little odd. You can't trust odd people." I pointed out, leaning on the console.

"No, I didn't mean to call you odd.." He shot back, hoping he didn't offend me.

"Pleasee" She begged, "I need another girl on board Doctor. You and Rory get so dull when you're trying to be macho.. Just while we go get Rory, then we can bring her back."

"Then you can bring me back" I repeated.

"I don't try and be macho.." He mumbled to himself, flattening the front of his already seemingly flat jacket. "... FINE!" The Doctor sighed eventually and threw his hand in the air submissively. His shoulders hunched a little as he drifted away to the console.

"Thankyou, thankyou, thankyouu!" Amy called,turning to me with a huge grin.

"Who's this Rory then?" I asked, trying to make polite conversation with the strangers who had invited me into their box. Better act human.

"My Fiance." Amy replied, "He's back at home though.. so we need to pick him up."

"Ahh, and where would home be?" I cocked an eyebrow at her. The word home meant different things to different people. For some people, home was where their family was or where they grew up and for almost everybody home was is where the heart is. The place where I grew up is gone, My Family have died and my heart is only in my chest, nowhere else. So, for me, home is truly lost.

"Leadworth." She shot back, resting on the railing behind her. "That's where I met the Doctor. He crashed in my garden when I was nine and then he came back and let me travel with him." Remember 'Riley', Act Human.

"What? Like.. With his car?" I burrowed my eyebrows, even though it was obvious to me that this was a type 40 time machine. A little smile crept on Amy's face and as turned me head towards the console, I caught the Doctor give a small chuckle.

"I crashed in her garden in this.." The Doctor called, "It's a time machine. Which means I can travel any where at any time." Well Duh, I thought to myself, but knew better than to say it to them.

"What?" I let my mouth hang slightly, but Amy and the Doctor exchanged knowing and amused glances.