I shouldn't be allowed to write any more fanfics since I have so many unfinished ones already but here we are. In the Doctor's timeline, this is after The wedding of River Song, but in my OC's, it's on January 1st of this year, just to give you a clue.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! Happy New Years!" The crowd cheered as the clock struck 12 and the new year started. 25 year old Emmy was a part of that crowd, cheering right along next to her friends. But, inside she was a wreck This year had been hard for her. Her grandma, who she'd been extremely close to, had died. Not to mention that she'd found her boyfriend cheating on her before Christmas. Plus, she didn't really want to be in the crowd. All she'd wanted to do was stay inside and watch the ball drop on TV, but her friends had dragged her out anyways, saying that she needed some fun in her life. So, here she was, surrounded people, but she'd never felt so alone, to coin a phrase.

"Hey. I think I'm gonna head out." Emmy yelled to her best friend Alison.

"Are you ok?" Alison asked, concern in voice. She'd been best friends with Emmy for years and knew her better than most of her friends.

"Yeah. I'm just really tired." Emmy lied, even though she knew Alison could see right through her.

"Ok. Promise me you'll be safe." Alison said, knowing that Emmy wasn't that tired, but she didn't want to push it. She hugged Emmy.

"I promise I'll be safe." Emmy said, returning the hug.

Emmy waved goodbye to her other friends and maneuvered through the crowd, finally getting out and walking to the parking garage where her car was. After getting out, she drove back to the apartment complex where she was living and parked the car. For some reason, she wasn't ready to go into her apartment yet, so she walked over to the small park near the complex and sat down on a bench, watching the snow fall. She wrapped her coat around her even more and looked up at the sky, where she saw a shooting star. She had a huge urge to make a wish, even though she'd never wished on a star in her entire life. She was a fairly logical person and knew that wishing on stars was pointless. But, with the year she'd just had, she really needed a miracle.

"I wish..." She started. What did she want to wish for? She wished that she could be happier. She wished that she could finally feel like herself again. The main thing she was wishing for was for this year to be amazing. She continued looking up at the sky and was reminded of those times when she'd visit her grandma. Sometimes when it was a clear night, her grandma would lead Emmy outside and they'd sit in the chair outside. Emmy would sit there in rapt attention while her grandma pointed out the constellations. She smiled at those sweet memories. Suddenly, everything started hitting her at once and she started crying. She tried to stop the tears, but they just kept coming, sobs wracking her body. She hated that the tears had come at this moment, but at least she was along. Or she thought she was. She was crying so much that she was starting to feel faint from the lack of oxygen caused by the tears. Well that it, until a man suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Whoa. Easy there." He cautioned gently, as he bent down and put his hands on her shoulders steadying her a bit. "Try to calm down and take some deep breaths. We don't want to go passing out here."

Emmy took the man's advice and tried to calm down as she shakily took a few breaths. Eventually, the tears stopped flowing and she was able to breath normally again. The man stood up, and even thought it was the middle of the night, she was still able to get a good look at him thanks to the street lights. He was wearing a tweed jacket over a white shirt, with a red bow tie no less. She could also see what appeared to be red suspenders peeking out from the jacket. He was also wearing black pants and black boots. He had brown hair, and hazel eyes. It was his eyes that really fascinated her, though. Even thought he was fairly young, his eyes looked so ancient and weary, like he'd seen so much and gone through so much. She'd also noted that he spoke with a British accent, which probably wasn't a huge deal. She was broken out of her reverie though, when he suddenly patted her on the shoulder.

"See. You're alright now." He said, grinning, as he joined her on the bench.

"Thanks." She said.

"No problem." He said, grinning. "So, what's your name?" He asked.

"Emmy Craig." She said. "I guess I should know your name too, since you did just help me out there." She said, grinning a tiny bit.

"The Doctor." The man replied.

"Doctor? Doctor who?" Emmy asked, wondering why anyone would just go by the Doctor.

"Just the Doctor." The Doctor said.

"Ok then." Emmy said, still confused. She was still wondering why he'd stayed. She assumed that he would have left after helping her. It was becoming clear that this wasn't an ordinary night, but little did she know how less ordinary it was going to become.

"It's New Years. Why are you sitting on a bench instead of with your friends doing young people things? He asked.

"I was, but I didn't really feel like being out anymore." She said, choosing to ignore the "young people" comment. She wasn't about to tell a complete stranger why she was alone. "Guess I just wanted to be alone."

"I suppose that makes sense. Considering you were crying." The Doctor said, giving her a knowing look.

Emmy shivered a bit, and it wasn't just from the cold. It almost seemed like he was looking into her soul. Suddenly, she found herself telling this complete stranger everything. How her grandma had died, leaving Emmy with a huge ache in her heart because her grandma was really the only one who believed, without a doubt, that Emmy could overcome anything. How she used to have talks with her grandma about anything. How she'd found her boyfriend of 3 years cheating on her before Christmas because she wanted to wait. Obviously, he didn't like that. It had pissed her off to no end because she'd always thought that he was ok with that. And before Christmas, no less. She'd tried to be cheerfully during the festivities, but inside she was dying. The thing was, she'd never told anyone how she'd felt, until tonight. When she told this man, who she'd just met, everything. There was just something about him that had made her and to be honest, it felt good to get it all out.

"I guess I just wish I could get away from it all." Emmy said. "Before you got here, I was actually wishing on a shooting star that I'd get an adventure this year, which is just so silly because clearly I'm still here."

"That's not silly. The universe is vast and complicated. Who's to say your wish hasn't been answered?" The Doctor asked, a mischievous glint in his hazel eyes."

"Uh, what exactly do you mean?" Emmy said, starting to regret talking to this man.

"Well, you said you wished for adventure, so that's what I'm doing. Granting your wish for an adventure." The Doctor said, grinning. "Doctor wish maker at your service. No. That doesn't sound right. The Doctor: granter of wishes. Now that sounds much better. What do you think?" He asked Emmy.

"I think...you're out of your mind." She said. "That doesn't even make sense. How would you even grant my wish?" She asked, definitely starting to think this guy was a little bit nuts.

"Oi! I just can!" The Doctor said, sounding a little bit defensive. "Just come on." He said dragging her to her feet.

Emmy reluctantly followed him to wherever they were going. She wasn't even sure why she was following him, but yet here she was. They ended up in front of a blue box with the words "Police Public Call Box" written on the top. It looked like it could barely fit two people in it. Emmy was starting to get a little bit nervous as the Doctor unlocked the door. He may have seemed nice, but with her being a young woman who was alone and it being the middle of the night, anything could happen

"Ok, I swear if you're kidnapping me, I'm going to be pissed." She said. "I have mace and I'm not afraid to use it."

"If I were kidnapping you, don't you think I would have done it a lot sooner?" The Doctor asked in a amused voice, looking at the human woman, who was currently trying to look tough.

"Ok, fair point." Emmy conceded. "But why are we even going in here and how are we both going to fit in there?" She asked.

"You'll see." The Doctor said as he walked in.

Emmy hesitated for a second, but something inside of her was telling her to trust him. So she took a deep breath, walked in, and then stopped in her tracks.

"Holy crap! It's bigger on the inside!"