Hi all. Ok so this is my first fan-fic. So yes it's all right to boo. But if it really is that bad PLEASE TELL ME! So I can fix it. Right, something you need to know about me is that I am NOT DoctorLegolas, I am in fact Doctorlegolas' cousin. Ok so my cousin has a fan-fic account and she can have it coz she has unlimited Internet and I don't. So she said that she could put my fan-fic on for me. Doctorlegolas' first fan-fic is a lord of the rings one which is AWSOME! You should go check it out sometime. I'll let you know if it is THE Doctorlegolas or I. And I shall call myself… I'm thinking hang on… KitCat. Yeah dumb I know but I don't want your opinion on that. How I thought of it is coz my rare nickname is KitCat. OK, I shall let you read my first fan-fic ever.

Disclaimer- thanks to the help of Doctorlegolas I know what a disclaimer is. So I don't own doctor who, the doctor or the TARDIS. But I do own Bella, Fellancina and the storyline. But I don't own who Bella really is though.

Chapter 1- The Dream

Bella's POV

I stand there. Not doing anything. Well I can't, I am unable to move. A red head girl then walks past me with a slipstream. It's like she's in fast forward. Not stopping, not looking at me. The red head stops a little way off from me and turns in my direction.

'Come on Doctor.' The red head has a Scottish accent. But no one follows her. Then she disappears right in front of me. But another person appears and does the same thing. However it's not the red head anymore. It's a man who has a British accent this time. He does the same as the red head, calling out to the Doctor. But no one comes and he disappears to. And again another person comes into view. It's another woman but with short curly hair.

'Hello sweetie.' She smiles and disappears to be quickly followed by one more person. I know it's the last person because I've had this dream before. It's the same dream I have every night for as long as I can remember, and I have no idea why. A pretty girl with chocolate brown hair comes in the picture and as all ways I stand there.

'Doctor? Doctor where are you?' I have no idea who these people are or what they have to do with the Doctor. That is still a mystery. I was expecting the red head to come back as she all ways did but she didn't. Something then happened that had never happened before. I saw the Doctor. It was my Doctor, the one I'm traveling with now. The eleventh he called himself. However I have no idea what he means by that. He stood there to like the others, however he didn't say his name. This one felt different though. It felt like he was actually looking at me. He didn't appear to be looking at some object behind me. The others thought I was invisible, but not him. He was looking directly at me.

'Jenny.' That was all he said. For some unknown reason I sat up like I had woken from a nightmare. Maybe it was the shock of seeing something different.

'Jenny.' I repeated.

'Well that's new.' Now I knew it was time. The Doctor had to know the truth. Today was that day. Knowing there was no point in staying in bed I got up and left. Well you would too wouldn't you? If you were in the TARDIS what's more exiting: Staying in bed or traveling in through time and space. Time and space obviously!

When in the control room of the TARDIS, the Doctor was standing there cleaning the dashboard.

'Interface, I need the secret formula from Albert Einstein.' A holographic image then appeared of the red head girl.

'NO PLEASE! Someone else, someone I like but isn't… gone.' Then there was a blonde girl. She looked very pretty. She wore an olive green top and black leather jeans and boots. She wasn't any one I had seen in my dream.

'When will you listen to me? I said someone who is NOT gone. She's been gone longer then Amy, Rory and even Donna.'

'Incorrect.' The Doctor went to the monitor and typed something up.

'Your right, during this time the war is on. So she's not gone, yet… oh Jenny, you were an impossible but a brilliant one… Someone else please.' His voice went from the bubbly nature that was his true self to a sad quiet voice. That girl must be pretty important. Oh wait a mo, he said that was Jenny. Well now I know what she looks like and whom he was talking about in my dream. She is really pretty; I wish I could look like her. Well, now any way. Then there was an image of me.

'Honestly.' He said still quietly.

'How many secrets can a person have? Yes all right there is me but I'm a few hundred years older and you pick up a lot more secrets over that time. But she has one to many. Forget the formula for now, do a DNA test on Bella and tell me later when we come back. And she is not a stray. She is something important.'

'Hi, what are you doing?'

'Never mind do it later.' The Doctor whispered even quieter then before but I have good ears and still heard him. I would like to know who he was whispering to. The only people here are he, and I unless he was talking to the TARDIS.

'I wondered when you were coming out. You know I thought of flying the TARDIS to our next destination while you were asleep.' The Doctor smiled at me, his eyes full of mischief like a nine-year-old child. Now he was back to normal, but only when I came out. He must be getting suspicious, well a bit more from the beginning. I mean, it has been a month.

'But the way you fly the TARDIS I would have fell out of'- I stopped myself and smiled. That's what he wanted, to wake me up and laugh at me because I fell on the floor.

'You're evil.' I said. The Doctor pretended to look offended, and then straightened his bow tie.

'I'm not evil, just a mad man,' He smiled twisting and turning as he fiddled with the knobs on the TARDIS.

'A mad man with a box.'

'Don't you mean a blue box? Or a blue police box.' The Doctor asked about the formula stuff again and the TARDIS called out eight numbers.

'5, 38, 16, 91, 39, 55, 27 and 44.'

'No that won't work, pick a different number.'

'42.'

'You know that's the answer to life, the universe and everything. Because it is the sum of two die. That's true isn't it Doctor. Everything must die.'

'Yes, eventually.'

'Hey what's with the secret formula and all?'

'You don't know yet do you? Well Albert Einstein was actually an alien.'

'Yeah right, he came from earth. He was born here and made up all these types of formulas that we still use today. Well I think, I don't know much about him.'

'People can make up lies to say they are from a certain planet but they're really not. That's the same as Albert. He didn't create any formulas but used them on earth and called them his own. The interesting bit is that he learnt his own formulas at school and when he became stuck in this time line he used them with his work. But this was before anyone had heard the formulas so he claimed ownership. You know I met Al a few times, we once visited Santa. Be good all right and stay off the naughty list.' I can't believe I just heard him say that. I push away the thought and ask another question.

'Ok, so why are there secret formulas?'

'There are plenty of other formulas that Al made up but humans never use them till the 48th century. That's because it doesn't involve human needs or the technology wasn't around then.'

'How did the TARDIS know which one you wanted?'

'It's the only formula that uses eight numbers.'

'Tell me what it's for.'

'It's really complicated. Do you know about Leonardo Da Vince?'

'I know you are changing the subject but I'll be nice and take the bait. So was he an alien too?'

'Yes, you know how everyone said he was ahead of his time? But actually that's not true. He was below the standard of his time so he helped the human race by inventing and bringing all these wonderful things into the world like helicopters. Which is why it was ok since he was in the renaissance period, it was a time of great improvement.'

'Next you'll be saying that the royal family is part ware-wolf.' The doctor gave me a look. It seemed he was saying "Is it that obvious".

'No way, you're not serious are you?'

'Oh yeah definitely.'

'But that's like saying twilights real. No wait… tell me there's no twilight.'

'There's no twilight.' The Doctor did a little bit more twiddling and then came back to me.

'Ok back to the ware-wolf thing. It all started with Queen Victoria and she became infected by a ware-wolf. She wasn't bitten but I think she may have got a scratch from it all. The virus that infected her would not be fully developed about a one or two hundred years later making it fully developed around the early 2000. AND, if it was a scratch that would explain why it wouldn't affect her straight away and it took time. ' The Doctor kept checking and saying numbers at random, but you could see the smile on his face from the shock I gave him.

'Who was that girl Doctor? The blonde one with the holographic image.'

'That was Jenny.'

'Is she important?' Stupid question I know, and I really do know. Well maybe, he might not like her or something.

'Yes she's important! She was my daughter.'

'Why not is your daughter?'

'She died.' Oh, ok. I did not know that. Well that complicates things a lot.

'How? If she's a time… time-'

'Lady.'

'If she's a time lady then shouldn't she be able to do something or whatever you said. Something about the eleventh. Couldn't she do something like that?'

'No. No she wasn't a proper time lady. She was created out of a cellular generation machine. Any way she was half human half time lady, but more of the human.'

'Are you sure she is dead? Because she is part time lord or lady, whatever you call it. It might have been a delayed thingy what you do.'

'That thingy is called regeneration.'

'Just making sure I have this right, you are on your eleventh regeneration?'

'Yes.'

'So does that mean you regenerated eleven times or that is your eleventh body?'

'This is my eleventh body.'

'So that's how you get so old. Sorry that's really mean.'

'Yes that's why I'm so old. Back to Jenny, I know she is dead because I held her while she died. She was shot, and I held her while she died. Don't go saying otherwise.' There was a long silence. He must have liked Jenny, it looks like he's going to cry over her. This might not have been such a good idea. We go from a deep conversation to a deep conversation. But I have to tell him. Not only will it make him happier, give me a reason to never go back to earth, I can get answers about stuff and life will be better. So now is the time to tell him.

'Um, Doctor. You know the thing I said I would tell you later when you got me out of the laboratory thing.' This was the hard bit. I had absolutely NO idea of how to start off the conversation. Now the Doctor stopped what he was doing and came to look at me, scanning my eyes for information, wanting to know.

'Why do you think you can find the answer in my eyes? You won't be able to, no one can.'

'I know that. But you never know I might get lucky and find a half answer. You know very few species have that skill. And it isn't common in humans.'

'Maybe traveling with you has built up this skill even more than before. And you know what they say "every ones different".'

'Maybe… anyway what do you have to tell me? You said you would tell me when the time was right. Is now the time?' He was serious now, but that's what all ways happened when something was important. I felt lost for words, and even sick in the stomach. What was I supposed to say? If I said it all at once he would think I was mad. I know it wouldn't be the first time but still. I needed a better way of explaining it than just blurting it out.

Not yet. One more, just one, did my conscious just speak to me? I have no idea, but I'll listen.

'Um… Not yet. How about one more adventure? Then I'll tell you everything. I promise.' I knew I had to tell him, but how was the question.

'As soon as we get back to the TARDIS.'

'Yes, I promise. In fact I'll do more than that. I swear on my life that I will tell you after.' The Doctor nodded slowly. Then he leapt back into reality and went to the controls again. He was twiddling dials and turning knobs again with names that I don't know and purposes I never knew they had. While the adventure was going on I might be able to come up with an idea of how to tell him. All I know is that it has to be done, he has to know. But I doubt he'll believe me.

'There is this wonderful place I would love to take you. And so I thought, let's go there today.' It was nice seeing him look happy. It felt like he really belonged here and that anything the TARDIS did didn't worry him. But I was only half listening. All I could think about was my old human life, my time before the Doctor. Before it all got complicated.

RIGHT! I hope you liked the first chapter if it's confusing just say and hopefully I can get back to you (coz you know KitCat ain't putting these chapters on herself). Hope you keep reading and find some of Doctorlegolas' fan-fics and some more of mine.

SPOILERS! - This is the first out of a trilogy and the second title is called "till death do us part". Yes I know, first fan-fic and I already have a trilogy. Well coz of the way things are and I'm not putting them on myself I can work on heaps at a time. And at the moment I have six that I have started all ready.

PS-Doctorlegolas is amazing

Signing off, KitCat J

Hope you like it. It is dome and dusted! *Phew*