This was my very first fanfic, and it's very old, so it's probably not as good as my others.

As a side note, I usually write my fics while watching tv or really super late at night, so please feel free to point out any spelling and gramatical errors or inconsistencies. Thank you, I will try to fix any you find

The sea breeze cascaded across the cold beach, blowing every cloud away from the grey skies and letting the silver sun shine through. A young couple walked hand in hand along the shoreline, kicking the sand with their bare feet. The woman had bright gold hair that whipped around her face in the evening wind, and the man, short brown hair that stuck up in the front, partnered with a brilliant smile to match hers. He wore a blue suit, covered by a long brown trenchcoat, a fasion statement that hasn't changed in all their years together, and probably never will.

They both stopped for a moment, looking into each others eyes and smiling brightly. The woman spoke first.

"This is where we first kissed, do you remember?" She took both his hands in hers

He laughed "Ah, no, you don't remember? We had our first kiss long before this, when you looked into the heart of the Tardis. You almost killed me"

She smiled up at him "No, when wefirst kissed"

He smiled back "I know what you meant" He leaned towards her, taking her chin in his hand.

They both stopped for a moment, each sure they had heard the unmistakable sound. A high pitched whirring, off in the distance, something they'd both been pulled to all their life

She looked off over the hills in disbelief "Was that...?"

He joined her gaze "But, that's impossible"

In an instant, they were both off, leaving their memories of love behind and running towards their memories of adventure, excitement. They could feel themselves running again, not over the sandy hills but somewhere on a distant planet, running forever.

As they reached the top of the hill, they stopped, both frantically looking around in search of the tattered blue beacon. After a minute they looked back at each other, thoroughly confused.

The woman spoke first. "I guess we just imagined..."

She was interrupted by a far off hollar "Hello there!"

They both turned towards the source. A tall man wearing a brown tweed jacket and a black top hat was waving at them, walking towards them with a funny gait. The man stood in disbelief "That didn't sound like me.."

The woman smirked, holding back laughter "It doesn't look like you either! C'mon it's probably just some bloke" She waved back, still giggling at the mans rediculous attire.

The man still looked disapointed "But, the Tardis..."

She grabbed him by the hand, leading him down towards the other man "We just imagined it, let's go say hello"

The other man greeted them as they reached the bottom of the hill, tipping his hat and adjusting his bowtie. "Hello, I'm new here, and I seem to have lost my way, could you help me find..." He paused for a moment as he saw the mans face. He looked him up and down, circling him once and coming back around to face him.

"Oh no, this is bad, this is very very not good at all.." He turned back to the woman "But you're..." Then he saw it, The blonde hair had been cut shorter, and her face had aged slightly, but it most definitely was her.

She looked at him funny, then let go of the mans hand to hold it out to him "Rose. Rose Tyler."

The man was tentative to shake it, but eventually did so, very slowly. "Yes, right.." He scratched his cheek with his other hand as he turned to the man in the trench coat. "And you are?"

The man stared at him for a moment. Something was off about this man, but he couldn't figure out what, exactly. "... John Smith" He shook the other man's hand wearily "And, if I may ask, who might you be?"

The man smiled at him, shaking his hand energetically "John Smith! Great name, great name indeed. Well! I best be going then, things to see, people to do... um, no, not in that order, anyway! Time to go!" He turned back to where he had come from and started to walk off.

John lunged out, grabbing the mans hand and holding him back "Who. Are you?"

The man turned back to him, a bemused look on his face "That's right, you're part human.."

John stepped back, surprised that the man knew this "Who?"

The man smirked, "Who, indeed"

Rose gasped, bringing her hands to her mouth "But.. you're not"

John looked at her, then back at the man, still unwilling to accept what they both clearly saw in front of them. "Who. Are. You."

The man smiled, adjusting his bowtie and flicking back his mop of hair "I'm the Doctor"