The Ghost in the Photograph

by notanannoyingfangirl

John 'The Doctor' Smith is running, away from his past, his friends, even his wife… a lonely man armed only with a camera. Diving into his work, the last thing John wants is to form any personal relationships, but when a strange figure starts appearing in any photo he takes John feels duty bound to find out who she is. Then she walks into his office claiming to be his new assistant

1. Chapter 1

"I can't believe you're here! You haven't been here in ages!" cried the ginger-haired woman as she stepped forward to embrace him.

"I know, I'm sorry." John apologized," I have been meaning to come…" "

Sure you have," Donna said with a mock glare as she ushered him into the house. John followed her through the halls, eventually ending up in the kitchen. Why his aunt insisted on having such a big house, John never understood. Donna's brother, David, was lounging in the kitchen, his feet propped up on the table.

"Oi! Feet off the table!" Donna snapped, "You want mom to see you?"

David shrugged, but followed his sister's advise and pulled his feet off the table. "Oh! John, didn't see you there. Hello,"

"Good to see you again David," John said, putting his suitcase down.

"Oh are you staying long then, Spaceman?" Donna asked, spotting the suitcase.

"As long as you'll have me," John said, "And I told you not to call me 'Spaceman'!" Donna grinned, glad that her favorite cousin was planning to stay for awhile, but John noticed that her brother was frowning. David ran a hand through his gravity defying hair.

"Trouble with the misses?" he asked, genuinely concerned. He liked River well enough, but he wasn't as certain as Donna that the two were meant to be.

John struggled to keep the smile on his face, upset that his bad news had to come out already, "Yeah, something like that," he muttered.

Donna's grin dropped, "Come on, I'll show you where you can stay."

John set his camera on his bedside table, glancing around the room. It was big and fancy and seemed lonely, he didn't know how his cousins stood it in this house. Pulling out his laptop John set it on the desk that occupied one wall of the room. Pulling back the white lace curtain along the window, John was greeted with a beautiful view of his aunt's carefully kept backyard leading to a wood-line in the distance. Reaching behind him for his camera, John held it to his eye and carefully lined up the shot. The setting sun in the background would make for a beautiful landscape picture. After snapping a few satisfying shots, John pulled them back up on his camera. A small blue blob in the far corner caught his eye, John looked outside but didn't see anything that would cause the distortion in the photo. He picked up the camera and zoomed in, dropping the camera in shock of what the blob of blue actually was.

The smiling face of a Victorian Era woman stared up at him.