Elizabeth Strange is the girl who never was and never will be. A girl that can live forever, who knows all the Doctors secrets and the only mystery to him, a mystery he must find out.

The Doctor slammed his fists on the TARDIS consul before he slumped to the ground, running his finger through his hair in frustration. He always lost everything. Every person, every object, anything he loved he lost.

He lost Rose Tyler, Martha Jones, Donna Noble, and the Ponds, just to name a few recent ones. He lost everyone he loved; even when he had done so much for the universe around him what was he left with in return? Nothing. No one. Zilch. Nada.

Maybe he was cursed, cursed to be alone. After all he deserved it after the Time War he thought bitterly. There was no one who could ever stay with him, not forever. No, he'd always end up alone.

A sudden crying from outside caught his attention, although he had no idea something so faint could have even penetrated the walls. He got up, regained his composure, straightened his bowtie and opened the TARDIS door to find a girl crying next to it.

"Hello," He said with a smile as he looked down at her. "What's wrong little one?"

The girl looked up and he realized she wasn't little at all. She was probably about 19 years old, with big green eyes and long wavy brown hair. Her skin was ivory, but it suited her dark features well.

"I don't know who I am. I don't know where I am. I don't know anything." She stared down at the ground, as she squeezed shut her eyes only to have more tears roll down her face.

"Do you know your name perhaps?" He stepped out of the TARDIS and kneeled in front of her. Gently he used his fore finger to lift her chin up to look at her. "It'd be awfully nice to know a name."

"Elizabeth, Elizabeth Strange," She whispered, avoiding his gaze.

The Doctor gleamed, and chuckled silently before saying "Well that's a strange name now isn't it?"

The green eyed girl smiled ever so slightly up at him. "And your name mister?"

"Doctor," He stood up smugly, straightened his bow tie, and concluded "Just call me the Doctor."

"You think my name is strange," Elizabeth smiled up at him, the tears now stopped, and soon after rose off the floor.

He took in her features for a second time. She was built petite, with a tiny waist and hips. Even her breasts were small, not nonexistent, but smaller than previous companions. Her face was heart shaped, and her hair was styled so her long side bangs fell over her face. Overall she was just, kind of, pretty.

The Doctor smirked at her, "Can I show you something? It might make you feel better." After the words came out of his mouth he was shocked, he just met this girl all of two minutes ago and he basically invited him into his home. But he supposed it was too late now because she gave her nod of approval. He grabbed her hand and led her into the TARDIS slowly.

Although he walked away from her soon after, going over to play with the controls on the console, he was soon expecting to her to say something along the lines "it's bigger on the inside". But she didn't.

Instead she simply commented that it was pretty, and wanted to know what all those circles up top meant, and what all the controls did. As soon as she said this he watched her, peeking his out from behind the console.

She was acting as if she had been in here a thousand times before, although she looked around and admired it wasn't the same as anyone before. She might as well have been looking at a piece of art work, not an alien spaceship. No one else believed it was possible to have something that was bigger on the inside, but she did. Elizabeth didn't seemed shocked, or worried or anything. He tears were gone and now she was just calm.

"That's it?" He asked her confused.

"What's it?"

"Most people are amazed or shocked or something other than calm."

"Well, I'm not most people." Elizabeth smiled at him warmly, as she swung her legs back and forth as she sat on a bench. After hopping up cheerfully, she walked over to the console.

"So what does this do?" Her green eyes turned back to where he was standing near the bench, to where he was staring at her.

She raised her eyes brows at him and after a few more seconds he came back to his senses. "Oh! Those controls can take you anywhere, anytime, in all of time and space." The Doctor smiled happily at her, but in the back of his mind her calmness still bothered him thoroughly.

"So this is a time machine?" Elizabeth began to look more interested, and in more disbelief. To this, he smiled.

"Yup," He said, popping the 'p'.

She stared down at the buttons and the back up to him. "Could we go on the Titanic let's say?"

He nodded as he leaned forward and backwards on the heels of his shoes. "But that's a bit depressing don't you think?"

"But it's the grandest ship in the world!" Elizabeth turned to him, clapping her hands in excitement. "We could ride first class! See the rooms and everything! I always wanted to see the Turkish baths, they're almost perfectly preserved you know. But it'd be nice to see them for real." She smiled up at him.

His lips curled upwards, "To April 1912 then!"

The doctor ran around the console, pulling up different triggers and messing with other controls. The TARDIS noise filled their ears shortly after as the Doctor screamed "Hold on!"

~ : ~

Elizabeth Strange dressed up for the part as she went through the TARDIS closet the Doctor had showed her.

She pulled out outfit after outfit, trying to find one that would fit in with the 1912 fashion sense. If there was one she didn't like she wrinkled up her nose and threw it into her "no" pile. After about twenty or so dresses she smiled, and held up a purple dress to show the Doctor.

"Pretty isn't it?" She looked it over again in awe.

"Very," The Doctor smiled at her, "Hurry up, the ship's going to sink without us."

He walked out of the room quickly and back to the TARDIS control room, where he sat down and started thinking.

Elizabeth was different, so very different. Who doesn't comment on a ship that's bigger on the inside, with an infinite amount of rooms and a closet full of hundreds of clothing items? She never once doubted the idea of a time machine, or time travel even, she just got on board. Maybe she's just living up to her name he thought. But he knew that wasn't it. She was acting as if she had seen this all before, which was impossible.

Suddenly he heard a small voice, and as he looked up he saw a small blush to match it. "Hi."

The Doctor stood up and gazed her over. The dress looked beautiful on her. It was short sleeved, made out of flowing soft lavender colored material, with a small amount of tool on top of that. Little rhinestones were glued onto the tool, making her shine every time she moved. And to complete it a small purple ribbon tied around her waist, complimenting her figure. "Pretty," He smiled at her and stretched out his hand. "Come along,"

Elizabeth walked forward gracefully, the dress flowing behind her. Grabbing his hand they started to walk out the TARDIS door.

They had landed in a small storage room, with boxes all over the place. They stepped out of the door, and quickly glanced around at where they were on the ship so they would be able to find the TARDIS when they were done.

"Wonder what time it is," The Doctor strolled down the hallway, Elizabeth by his side. He checked a clock on a wall. "11:39, the ship will hit the iceberg any minute now."

The Doctor realized that perhaps he said that too loud because a young women stared at him in shock. "What- what did you say? We're going to hit an iceberg?" Her blue eyes grew wide, as she touched her pale face.

"Oh-uh,-"

"It a code we use," Elizabeth interrupted him, probably saving him. "For uh, stuff we do" She smiled as she lied through her teeth. Stuff? Stuff they do stuff? She thought, scolding herself for her stupidity. "This is our honey moon,"

The Doctor looked down at her, a confused expression on his face. Before any words could leave his mouth she elbowed him slightly. The look in Elizabeth's eyes just kind of said "go along with it".

He turned back to the young women, once again leaning back and forth on his heels as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "Why yes, we got married a few days before the ship took off." He smiled a charming, convincing, smile and threw one of his arms around Elizabeth.

"Oh well, congratulations then!" The women exclaimed excitedly and hopped off.

Seconds after she disappeared from sight, they heard the scraping on the ships metal on the iceberg they knew were outside.