This is my first Doctor Who story. I also have it published on my quotev, and it will most likely be updated there first.

If you have any advice on how to approve my writing style do tell, but be nice about and not pushy please.


The Doctor

Their first encounter was a strange one. She was just a girl walking down the street on a cold winter's evening. She was looking for inspiration. Inspiration in anything she could find. Instead she found an old man sitting alone on a bench. His ears were red and he looked frost bitten. The strange thing was that he was wearing nothing but a suit. No coat, no hat, no scarf, luckily though he had on a pair of shoes. Just the shoes, a cane, and a suit with a loosely done tie that looked very neat for it to be so loose. She decided to sit by the man and try to figure out why he would be out so bare in such weather. This winter had been the worst in four years. "Sir, are you alright?"

"Yes quite so." He answers even though soon after a shiver was apparent.

"Sir why are you out here alone in the cold?"

"I could ask you the same thing girl." He answers briskly but his facial features soften. "I am out here because I said goodbye to my granddaughter today. She and I had been traveling together with two friends for awhile now but she left. Well I left her. I needed a place to think. In my old age my nerves tend to start to effect me. The cold helps calm them."

"Sir if you don't mind me asking, why were you traveling together in the first place, and if you are saddened by leaving her why don't you give her a call. Couldn't you visit her?" The girl asks feeling sorry for the old man. He looks so sad yet he was smiling. Why was he smiling?

"We have been taking care of each other for the last few years since her parents are no longer around. If I were to visit her now though she would never leave my side again and she needs to move on. She has found love but would have missed her one chance at it I hadn't left." His smile broke slightly. He quickly fixes it and turns to the girl.

"Miss, what is your name?"

"My name is Mary Sandreas." She answers. His smile disappears and a thoughtful look replaces it.

"Ah that explains it." He says as he places both hands over the top of his cane, out in front of him.

"Explains what?" She was confused now. She had just told him her name. Was something wrong with this man? What if he had a fever from being out in the cold so long? Should she fetch a doctor?

"Why are you out here Mary? Are you looking for something to inspire you to write your latest novel?" He asks with a knowing smile.
This surprised her but she was starting to get used to being surprised and confused by this man. "Yes I am. Did you read my first one?"

"Indeed I did. It was interesting to say the least. I particularly enjoyed your thesis on wormholes and the time continuum."

"Really but they were extremely simple. It was a children's book. Nothing compared to the scientific research out there."

"Pish posh."

"What is your name?"

"The Doctor. I am the Doctor, Mary."

"That's a very strange name. It's perfect for a very strange man like yourself." The talk had made her forget about the cold but she's suddenly reminded as a new wind blows through, causing her to shiver. "Well Doctor would you like to finish this talk inside?"

"Indeed I would but I must be going now." He says and stands using the help of his cane.

Mary stood up as well. "Are you sure?"

"Yes quite but if you want to continue this talk you can join me on the short walk." He says before turning and walking away. She doesn't even pause.
She walks with him until he stops in front of a blue phone booth. "Tell me doctor what do you have in there? These things haven't been around for a while." Was he homeless?
"Come inside if you want. This is my ship." He says and walks in. She was hesitant but followed. "Where have those two gone now?" He mutters as he walks around the center of the machine.

Mary froze she fought back a gasp though. This was wonderful. She had never seen anything like it. Here she was in a stump and looking for inspiration and it was right here, in a police box, all the inspiration she could hope for. The machinery seemed basic and simple itself but there was something about it all. In the middle a device kept rising and falling. "How does this all work? This simply isn't human."

The Doctor chuckles. "No it isn't my dear. It's all very complicating actually. I don't know all the ends and outs myself." He says as he walks to the other side of the room and leans on his cane.

"Doctor? Are you back? Where did you go?" A woman asks as she and a man walks into the room from a hallway. She was holding a cotton hat and a scarf in her hands. "Who's this doctor?" She asks as she sets the hat on his head and a scarf around his neck, quickly. She mumbles under her breathe about how freezing it was outside.

"This is my friend Mary Sandreas." He says gesturing to her with a small hand movement. It seemed to hurt him she noticed. "Mary this is Barbara Wright and Ian Chetterson."

"Chesterton sir. Ian Chesterton actually. Mary was it? Pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise." Mary noticed how outdated their clothes were. Along with the strange machine she knew something was up. A smile appears on her face.

"Will she be coming with us doctor?" Barbara asks. He doesn't respond.

"So are any of you human?"

"Well Ian and I are." Barbara answers.

"What are you then Doctor?"

He smiles. "The Doctor my dear. Now we should be on our way. If I'm not wrong you have a book to write, yes?" She nods. 'Then you should be on your way. I hope this was inspirational enough."

"Yes it is! You all must have fantastical adventures. Wait what does this machine even do? I assume it must be something amazing."

"Yes it does do something amazing, quite amazing. It travels through space and time." He says as he turns to the console.

Mary takes a step back. She had a million questions. They all ran through her head and out before she could say anything. "I-i think I need to sit down."

"Yes, you should but not in here. You look flush and the cold will help with that. Thank you for the chat though. It was very appreciative." The Doctor says. He didn't look away from the console. "We are leaving my dear. You should go I think. Do not worry I'll answer your questions another time." The elder man says before looking up. He smiles warmly. That was something different, Ian noted. Most humans he did not like and it always took warming up to.

Mary just nods as she backs up to the door. She feels for the doorknob and after a few jittery moments, she manages to find it. The door flings open and she falls through onto the ground outside. The snow was cold and wet under her and quickly brought her back to her senses. She stood up and looks back at the machine. It was disappearing. It was literally disappearing! She's not quite sure what happened after that.


So here we are introduced to the main character of this story and her first meeting with the doctor. The first doctor. He is one of my favorite's though he was one of the more...how to put it, grouchier I guess would be a nice word. Anyways he begins our story, now to see which one's next.