Standing on the precipice staring into the black endless abyss I look back at my life. My once wonderful and extraordinary life. At one time I had a family, I had friends and I had the most important person in the universe. I had the Doctor. The Doctor, the man who took me through time and space and to the furthest reaches of the universe. Who taught me a better way of life and a better way to live, and who I was completely and unequivocally in love with. But now I have nothing and now I am nothing. Just an empty, lifeless shell. The only thing I have left to tie me to who I was is a key. A small, silver, ordinary looking key. But there is nothing ordinary about what this key goes to. As I hold the key in my hand and prepare to jump in to the black nothingness I hear the only sound I have ever wanted to hear, the only sound that can reach me now. The grinding sound of the TARDIS's engines. He's found me...