I really should be working on my other stories, but…this has been nagging at my mind since I watched 'The Doctor's Daughter' on Netflix. So, here it is! Sorry if it isn't good, I kind of just jotted it down.

"A-and I w-want all of you to know I l-love you all, but this is something I need to do," Nina whispered into her tape recorder. She wiped the last tear from her cheek, and sucked in a shaky breath. It was hard for her to accept her fate, but she must. Otherwise her friends would suffer from her presence. She placed the tape recorder on her nightstand, and stroked the silver fob watch her father had hung around her neck so long ago. She turned it over and tried to make out the letters on the back. Of course she couldn't. Only her dad could do that. "I'm coming, daddy," she whispered to the stars. She didn't know how, but she would get to her father. Her Doctor.

*Two Weeks Earlier*

Nina smiled at her boyfriend as they walked to school. They were talking about the school play, and the script Amber had written. "You know, I would've thought it would be terrible, but it's pretty good," Nina reflected as she swung their intertwined hands back and forth. "Yeah, who knew Amber actually could write in something other than text speech," Fabian said, feigning a shocked voice. "Hey!" Nina said, slapping him on the shoulder, but she was giggling.

"So what prop are you bringing?" Fabian asked, changing the subject. "Amber said something about a pocket watch, so I brought this," she pulled out a silver covered watch, looking very old and beat up. "Whoa," Fabian stared at it, and motioned for her to hand it over. She complied, and he held the old watch in his hand, feeling the cracked surface. He tried to undo the clasp, but it wouldn't budge. "That thing's been broken since Dad gave it to me. It won't open for the life of it," Nina shrugged, obviously not caring. "What's all this writing on the back?" he asked, turning it over. Many circles were etched into the face.

"I…" Nina's face twisted in confusion. Doctor, a voice whispered in her head. "What?" she asked aloud. "Hmm?" Fabian asked, still tracing the circlets. "Er…nothing. I mean, I don't know. Dad would know. He was from some weird place, and that's probably spiritual," Nina said, trying to recover from her puzzlement. "Where's your dad from?" Fabian inquired. "Gallifrey," Nina immediately replied.

"What?" it was Fabian's turn to be baffled. "Where in the world is that?" "Uh…He was from Florida," Nina wasn't sure either. Where was this stuff coming from? "Just put the thing away," Nina quickly shoved it into her backpack. "Nina, are you okay?" Fabian asked gently.

Nina wouldn't meet his gaze. "Fine. Let's get to Drama, okay?" "Okay… but I like that fob watch, could I have a closer look at it in Drama?" Fabian stared at her, waiting for an answer. "Uh…sure, whatever! Let's just go, alright?" "Fine," Fabian didn't know what was wrong with his suddenly touchy girlfriend. He just knew that something was terribly, terribly wrong.