A/N: Hello! This is my first ever story! So please review and rate!
Disclaimer: I don't own doctor who, but if I did, well, lets just say that things might've gone a bit differently (mwhahahahahahaha!)
He stepped off the TARDIS, his head still reeling from the news. River Song is Amy's daughter. But we, and she, and huh? Shaking his head, he looked around at his surroundings. A building loomed up ahead, menacing in the darkness. He stumbled toward, knowing a storm was coming. Right as he reached the building's gates, the sky opened up with a loud clap of thunder.
The Doctor looked up at the gates. The McMillan Hospital for the Mentally Ill. How original, he thought. Rushing up the steps, he pulled out the sonic screwdriver. Before he could turn it on someone pulled the door opened. Madame Kovarian!
How can this be! She ran off! Oh… right. I'm in the past now. "Hello sir. May I help you?" Now that he had gotten over his original fear, he realized there were differences between her and her older self. She didn't have a eye patch, for one thing, and there were less wrinkles. In fact, he might even go as far as to say she was quite beautiful. Her red hair reminded him of Amy. Amy. He wondered how she was dealing with everything. "Sir, are you alright?"
"What? Oh sorry. Right. I'm Dr. John Smith, and you are?" The name sent twinges of pain to his mind. It pushed forward memories he wished he'd forgotten. But a Timelord never forgets.
"I'm Dr. Kovarian. You must be here about the patient."
"Yes, of course." She nodded and led him forward, letting the heavy door swing shut with a BANG! He flinched involuntarily. Even after 900 years of life, it's the little things.
"The patients condition has been worsening quickly. Her attacks are coming stronger than ever, and the visions are worse too. You need to remember to call yourself Physician John Smith. We don't need her freaking out on your first visit, now do we?" Reaching out, he grabbed her wrist.
"Visions of who?" His heart was pounding now. He didn't know why, but he was nervous. Scared, even. And the Doctor didn't scare easily.
"Why, The Doctor, of course."