Hey, time for another fiction. It's another Doctor Who, but with a different (very different) sort of character. I really love the type of fictions where someone from our universe ends up in the Whoniverse and travels through the Doctors timeline, so it's similar to those but instead of the 'someone', I thought of my character 'Bailey'. I don't know if anyone has done a character similar to her, but I know I definitely have some inspiration from all over the place for her. Mostly Castiel from Supernatural in his 'early days'. :3 Anyway I hope you enjoy. :)

Code. That's all she was. She just observed the goings on around her and was the occasional hologram. Never feeling emotion or... anything, really. Only knowing facts. Now though, it was her turn to be alive. The Tardis had made her what she was. Now it was her choice to decide who she would become.

After getting off the phone to Winston Churchill and setting the Tardis into flight, a small golden light floating midair caught Amy's and the Doctor's attention. It was to the left of him, a small ways away from the console, and slowly growing in size. His eyes narrowed at the light in caution, but he slowly made his way towards it anyway as Amy stayed temporarily frozen on the spot.

"Is that... Is that supposed to happen?" She questioned, as her eyes darted between the alien in front of her and the light. It was now ten times the size it had been and beginning to meld into a shape of... a person.

He stood in front of the light, observing it, before he grabbed his sonic screwdriver from his pocket and answered Amy, "No... No, it is not." Needless to say, he was confused. It couldn't have been a malfunction or anything too terrible because he would definitely know what those would look like, but this... He'd never seen this before. It was similar to the light he gave off whenever he'd regenerate which didn't put his mind at rest, even as the Tardis let out a comforting hum. He scanned the light as it grew, brighter and in size. He took a peek at the readings and his eyes grew wider and wider at what it said. "Amy, stay back."

"Okay, I've got no problem with that. Just to be sure, why exactly?" The Scot asked cautiously, with furrowed brows, as she and the Doctor took a few steps away from the growing, golden light.

"Because I think this is when we say hello to Bailey for the first time." He said excitedly, with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

After the light had reached the floor, now standing at about 5ft 9 inches, they could see a figure of someone standing in the middle. Her arms were stretched out to the sides and her head was tilted back.

When a sudden burst of light moved outwards from her, her head shot forward and her eyes opened to reveal two Tardis blue irises that were glowing intensely. Her black as the night hair flew around as if there was a harsh wind, as did the leather jacket she was wearing. Her arms fell to lay at her sides and as she stared ahead of her at the console, she slowly blinked.

A moment passed. The glow from the golden light and her eyes started to fade, as the TimeLord and human stared at the being standing in front of them. Their eyes wide and their mouths agape. The latter more than the former. Amy had never seen her eyes glow the previous times she had met her, and that mixed with the golden light as well... it was a small bit unsettling for her.

The being that just appeared didn't notice them at first, she just looked up to the ceiling with a furrow on her brow, unblinking, as if she didn't realise what just happened, had happened.

When the sparkling light had faded completely there was a moment of silence as she just stared above her, listening but not hearing anything. The Doctor's eyes were fixed on the being, almost as if he was mesmerised by what he just saw, him being the sailor caught unawares by a siren.

Amy decided to kill the silence with a loud clearing of her throat, the sound making the both of them leave their own trances that they had been in. The Doctor jumped slightly and the being slowly declined her head and looked over in their direction. Her head tilted to the right, with her brows still furrowed. After she looked over her shoulder to see who they were staring at, her eyes widened as she realised that the redhead and the TimeLord were looking at her. They couldn't possibly be looking at her. That was impossible. She was just code. Her eyes narrowed in confusion when she turned to look at them, and her head once again tilted to the right.

"Hi, B-" The Doctor cut Amy off from her cheery introduction by abruptly clasping a hand over her mouth.

"Amy, she has to figure her name out for herself, and anyway..." He dropped his hand, as Amy gave him a frown, not really appreciating the hand shutting her up but staying silent as she understood what he was saying. He looked over to Bailey nervously and said, "I don't think she knows that she exists yet."

"Of course I know I exist." The being stated. She paused after she spoke when she realised that she actually just spoke words in a voice she had never heard before, but dismissed it. It was almost robotic in the way she spoke, though that made sense to her being what she was. "I am code that the Tardis made years ago, so she was not bored when you were off on adventures with your companions. I must be in my holographic mode right now." She looked back up at the ceiling as she continued, "The Tardis must have been bored for some reason. Apparently, she thinks things like this is funny. I think she is partially sadistic." At that, the Tardis gave out an unappreciated hum. To any other being that had been inside the Tardis it just sounded like a normal hum that the machine would give off sometimes, but to the being, well, she could understand what the sentient machine was really saying. "I am simply stating the truth. You once made the halls longer with no doors so Sarah-Jane could not get to her room until she had to almost beg you to put her room where she could get to it. You also made Adric get chased by seven parakeets. I could say more ex-"

She stopped as she heard Amy snickering and the Doctor chuckling fondly, both for different reasons. "Parakeets?" She questioned.

The being looked at her, blank face still in check but it faulted slightly as she realised they could still see her. It was rather... uncomfortable, especially as they were looking at her as if they had seen her beforehand, which would be impossible, unless, oh, she must be in form of a person that they know that hasn't been aboard the Tardis. Though... she still wasn't used to the Doctor or anyone of his companions talking to her. She just observed and only spoke if she was in the form of the emergency protocol, but even then it never... felt like this.

Felt.

She could feel... and she was... she was breathing... No... That would be impossible.

Her fingertips brushed the inside of her palm as she took a subtle intake of breath unconsciously, which didn't go unnoticed by the Doctor. "Yes. Four of them were blue and grey and three of them were green and yellow. Adric was very concerned about them." She furrowed her brow, glancing to the side as if she was trying to understand why he would be, as Amy just nodded slowly with an amused look.

The Doctor quickly spoke up, with a clap of his hands, "Yes, well, sorry to change the subject but..." She looked at him with those special blue eyes of hers and he lost himself for a second. This was going to be difficult for her and for himself. He scratched his cheek and swallowed thickly before talking again, "Uh, but you know what I said earlier about... existing... Well, you're not just code... You're... alive." He kept eye contact with her as she stared right back at him.

Her head tilted to one side as she replied, "Of course I am not. For an intelligent man, you are quite stupid sometimes." He didn't look like he was offended, just sad and slightly frustrated at the situation at hand. Amy, on the other hand, raised her eyebrows in amusement, with a faint smirk on her lips. "I am simply some, somewhat sentient, code that the Tardis made. I am a hologram of someone you know. Going by the voice that I am now speaking to you with, it must be someone who has not been in the Tardis. That is all I am... code, therefore I am not... alive, as you said." For some reason, she had trouble getting that word out.

Amy raised her eyebrows once again, but this time it was out of surprise. "Wow... you weren't kidding when you said you didn't know anything about being alive when you were 'first brought into being', were you?" She asked her, not exactly expecting an answer but getting one anyway.

"I do not know what you mean by that, Amelia Pond, but you must be confused. Whoever you are seeing right now is not..." She tilted her head in confusion, an apparent quirk of hers whenever she was confused by something. "That does not make sense. You said that like you knew the person who you are seeing, but unless they have not been in or around the Tardis... What do you mean by that?"

The Doctor let out a quiet sigh, not knowing how he could possibly explain it to her, just as the Tardis let out another hum.

The being looked up at the ceiling and her brows furrowed even more. "That does not make sense. I am not... I cannot be alive in a living body." She paused as if listening to the Tardis again. Her face suddenly changed to a stunned expression. "You... what...? But that is... No. That is not possible," She said sternly. "You may be a sentient machine and be able to make some sentient code, but you cannot make a living being for said code, and I am certainly not your daughter. You cannot make children. Only living beings with bodies can. If that entails intercourse or surrogacy or on the planet of Xenhir where they create children in the form of androids out of a kit. I am not any of those. That is the simple truth."

As she was arguing with the Tardis the Doctor moved so he was standing in front of her and observed her face for a moment, before he gently took one of her hands.

She dropped her head quickly to look at her hand then up to his face in shock. "How...? How are you doing that? I am a hologram. I... I can feel your hand... How?" Her face contorted into a range of emotions varying from shock, to confusion, to anger, and finally, fear. She could feel a sensation in her stomach area as if someone was pulling a knot tightly, which just made her more scared. Which in turn made the knot pull even tighter. All of these... feelings and being able to touch was something that had never happened beforehand. Even her feet on the ground was new, she had never felt so... solid... She was just a hologram. She was just code! This was impossible!

"Listen to me, you are very much alive right now. You are not 'some code' anymore, B-" He sighed and licked his lips out of nervousness before continuing, "You are alive. And I know how terrified you are right now, but you have got to trust me when I say that this is perfectly okay. You will be perfectly okay. You may not understand a lot of things right now, but you will." He held her other hand and gave her a comforting smile as she started to tremble. "You will understand, and you will be brilliant. You are alive and you can feel," He began to rub small circles on her hands and raised them up so she could see them, "you have emotions, and you can move, and speak, and do so many amazing things that you don't even realise you can do yet. That is the truth."

She just stared at him feeling water pool in her eyes, another thing that she didn't understand, though she trusted what he said. He was the only constant thing in her 'life' apart from the Tardis. She knew him. She knew almost everything he had ever said and done in the Tardis. Said Tardis had hidden certain things from her, which she didn't understand why but didn't really care, as she didn't have the ability to at the time, but she trusted in him... trusted what he said was the truth. She just cared about why this was happening. That's all she wanted to know at that moment... Wanted... She wanted to know. She had never wanted anything before. "Why?" The word coming out of her mouth before she could stop it. "Why am I... alive... Why am I here?"

He just gave her a heartfelt smile. "Because you are. That's the only reason, and it is a wonderful thing... Trust me." He stated as he swung their hands back and forth a couple times, unconsciously.

She just nodded slightly, not realising how her hands had tightened around his ever so slightly, during his little speech. "How?" Was her next question. "How do I... be alive? From what I have seen, it is very complex."

"Now that... Is a difficult question to answer, and yes." He let out a sigh before he continued. "Yes, it is. You just... do... but I will always be there for you. I'll help you. I'll answer every question you have, to the best of my ability, and do everything I can for you until the day I die. That's a promise, a promise I will always keep." She saw nothing but honesty and... something else, that she didn't know of, in his eyes so she just nodded slowly.

Meanwhile, Amy was leaned against the console with a knowing smirk and a fondness in her eyes. "Okay, I've got something. What about your name, hmm?" She said after a moment of silence, raising her eyebrows up and down while glancing between the two.

"Name?" She asked with a tilt of her head as the Doctor let go of her hands, a little reluctantly, and gave Amy a scornful look which she gave an innocent look back to. The shorter woman glanced up, then to the side as she thought. "Name. Yes, living beings tend to have names. Even the Tardis has a name. I should have a name too."

"Wait, the Tardis has a name?!" Amy exclaimed as she looked at her with an incredulous look.

The dark-haired being looked at her with the same expression, almost mirroring her. "Of course she has a name. Why would she not? She has multiple names... One of them being what you just called her." The Tardis let out a hum akin to a huff, which she smiled at. She then looked confused at what she just did as she slowly raised a hand to her cheek, near her mouth. She quickly dropped it and spoke before either of them could ask about the Tardis or herself, "What is my name? You obviously know it, as you apparently know me, though I still do not understand how. The Tardis has shown me almost everything that has happened in her ever since you since you stole her. Unless whenever you meet me I am outside and far away from her... but even that does not make sense. How would I get around? You do travel in time and space after all. Unless I have a vortex manipulator or another similar device..." Before the Doctor could answer her, she looked up once more and he knew that meant she beat him to it, which he pouted at. "Oh, well I suppose that does make sense."

"What did she say?" Amy asked curiously.

"In simple terms, she only showed me how things were as if I were not there. She removed me from the... memories... I guess you could call them. Apparently, she also gave me the ability to time travel myself, but she chooses where I go... That is a bit unfair." She muttered the last part, but the Doctor heard her and beamed.

"Yes, that's the basics of how... this... works," He said gesturing to her and himself, before resting a fumbling hand against the console and coughing a little awkwardly, "but to answer your previous question, we can't tell you your name."

"Why not?" She questioned, with another head tilt.

"Because you have to find it out for yourself..." He smiled gently at her before he continued, "Also you told me not to tell you." Amy snorted and the Doctor gave her a look that the brand new being didn't see, as he had turned away from her. "Anyway," trying to get her attention away from the redhead, "what do you want your name to be?" He asked calmly, slightly flustered, with a kind smile. Her head was still tilted to the side and he was worried she was going to get another ache in the crook of her neck.

"I do not know." She said after a moment, looking up momentarily. "She will not tell me either." She peered down at herself before looking back up at him, with a serious face. "How do you steer this thing?" He raised an eyebrow at her, with a smile, as Amy snickered again. "Never mind, I think I have it." She turned on the spot and started to head for one of the hallways, her feet fumbled slightly but she kept her balance.

"Where are you going?" The Doctor asked, with a hint of amusement in his voice, as he followed after her. As did, a curious, Amy with a grin still plastered on her freckled face.

She stopped and turned to face him quickly, too quickly as he almost ran into her. "The library." She stated. "Books have names in them, and the Tardis seems to think that I would find it easier to know what name I would like to have if it was written down or spoken to me." She explained, without blinking, not realising that she was in his personal space, though he didn't seem to mind.

He almost reached a hand out to her before realising something and stopping himself. "Well then, lead the way." He said, with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes and outstretched the same hand. She stared at him for a moment more, tilting her head with a slow blink, almost as if she was trying to deduce how he was feeling at that moment, before turning on the spot once more and heading for the library. He sighed gently, before following after her again with Amy.

She gave the Raggedy man a worried glance before she noticed the rooms they were walking by. "Wow." Some of those rooms being pool number four, one of the gardens, squash court seven, a kitchen, and a closed door that the new being stopped beside, making them stop behind her. She was still staring ahead, but her head was tilted up slightly as if she was talking to the Tardis.

The door was Tardis blue and had little silver wolves and birds carved into it. Amy glanced at the Doctor, who had an almost hopeful expression, but soon dropped it as she continued walking. He looked over at her as they started walking again themselves, with a small smile before he mouthed the words 'her room', which she nodded at. She then wondered if she had a room. She smiled at the thought before her mouth dropped at the sight in front of her, as they entered one of the many rooms aboard the Tardis. "Once again, wow... That's a lot of books."

The room expanded way beyond she thought it would and the ceiling was even further. There were quite a few wooden tables and chairs, a couple sofas spotted around the place, and there was even a Victorian style fireplace at the far back of the room.

"Yes," the blue-eyed being, who stood in front of them, started to say. She too looked the smallest bit amazed herself, which you can imagine, confused her. She quickly hid the look from her face as the two friends came to stand on either side of her, a couple feet inside the room. Amy had closed her mouth and the Doctor had a fond smile on his face. "Eighty-three million, five hundred and seventy-nine thousand, eight hundred and sixty-two books, to be precise." Amy looked at her with wide eyes, which she noticed out the corner of her eye, and she slowly glanced her way before saying, "Was that not necessary to say?" The redhead just shook her head slowly, as the Doctor smiled.

"It's alright, you'll get the hang of it." She just nodded at him before making her way to one of the many bookshelves in the room. His smile faded slightly as he walked over to the table closest to them, and leaned himself against it. Amy did the same next to him, copying him by crossing her arms. They were both looking over at the being as she picked the first book on the shelf, which was at her eye level, and began to read it at an almost faster pace than the Doctor could if he really wanted to.

"So, she really doesn't know how to... to live...?" Amy asked him with a quiet voice, as the being she was talking about put the book back on the shelf and took out the one next to it.

"Yes... Right now, she only knows facts that the Tardis knows, maybe not all of them considering she hasn't shown her everything, but still... she only knows about things like emotions and... well, everything that involves being alive, not having to actually deal with them herself. Right now, she doesn't even know how to hug, or what to say and not to say, or even if it's okay to feel emotions... She told me that once... Told me that she didn't even know if it was okay to feel happy... Up until right now, for her at least, she was just code floating around the Tardis. That's all she knows, but she'll get there... This is where she begins... Her first ever moments of truly being alive... Anything I say or do will have an impact on her future selves... And for the first time in a long time... I really don't know what to say to her..." He finished solemnly.

"Well, then... No pressure..." Amy said, after a moment, with an underlying hint of sarcasm. With that, she patted him on the back and walked over to the being, who had briefly paused in her search. "You okay, B-, uh, buddy?" Totally saved it. She smiled awkwardly, but the blue-eyed being wasn't looking at her. She had her eyes set on something else.

Thank you for reading! Please tell me what you think of this if you want to, and I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day/evening. :)