Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, someone more important than I does. I did create the characters of Lily, Billy and Terence.

This is my first fanfic. Hope you enjoy and please, please, please review!

Chapter One – The Beginning

My life in the past 24 hours has changed drastically. I cannot believe that yesterday morning I woke up a normal person with normal, everyday worries. That girl is most likely gone forever. I guess if I am going to explain, I should start from the beginning. My name is Lily Tyler and this is how it all began.

It all started with a dream; the same one I had been having for weeks on end. I was running from something and I knew if it caught me, I was toast. Then, just as I was losing strength, a big, blue box appeared up ahead. If I could reach it, I knew I would be safe. I caught a second-wind and ran faster. The something following me was getting closer and closer. Suddenly the door on the blue box opened and a hand appeared. It reached out to me as if to encourage me. Just as I was about to take that hand, the blaring sound of my alarm clock returned me to reality.

Damm it, so close was my first thought as I turned the alarm off. I laid in bed for a while thinking about what my dream could mean. What was I running from? What about that blue box and the hand? What's wrong with me?

I must have lost track of the time because next thing I knew the clock read 7:30. I jumped out of bed and dashed about the room gathering my clothes. I had 30 minutes to get to work and I wasn't even dressed. A shirt, pair of pants, a jacket and my favorite pair of blue and green trainers was on in a flash as I dashed down the stairs. Just as I was grabbing my car keys off the table, I noticed a note. It read:

Good Morning!

Happy 19th birthday Lily! I would have told you myself but work called me in early. Some MAJOR problem. Anyway, your grandparents are throwing you a little get together at 7 tonight at their place. Grandmum promises that it will only be family this year but Terence is welcome. Love u and c u later!

Mum

Today was my birthday! How could one forget their own birthday! I didn't have long to be angry with myself because the phone rang. I grabbed the receiver and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey Lil! How's my favorite niece on her birthday?" It was Billy, my 18-year-old uncle.

"Billy, I'm your only niece," I replied. "Look I don't have time for this. I'm going to be late getting to the shop. Some of us have to make a living."

"Well, sorry. I only called to wish you many happy returns and to get some free Calculus help from the smartest, nicest, greatest person I know."

"Oh alright, flattery gets you everywhere but this is the last time I give you the answer."

I don't remember what the problem had been but I remember quickly doing the math in my head and the answer being -3. After telling him the answer, I immediately hung up before he could say goodbye.

I need to pause here to explain two things before I continue. One: you are most likely wondering how I just did advance math in my head. Ever since I was little I loved to learn. It didn't matter what it was I wanted to know it. I got branded as a genius and was offered hundreds of offers for private schools and think tanks but mum didn't want that for me. She said it was because she believed in raising me as any normal child and I thank her for that. But I knew the real reason was my heart condition. When I completed school, universities across the globe wanted me. I had other plans. I wanted to take a break and explore life so I turned them down and took a job. I thought I would go to the university in a year or two. I'll tell you now that those plans have gone out the window now and that's all I'm going to tell or I'll give away the surprise at the end.

Second thing you need to know about before I continue is Billy. Billy's full name is actually William Peter Tyler and his parents are my grandmum and grandpa, making him my uncle. He's been more like a really annoying brother all my life but I still love him to pieces. I'm going to miss him. Anyway, back to my story.

By this time I was getting really late. I dashed out the door, jumped in my car (an 18th birthday present from my grandparents) and was gone in a flash.

I wanted to floor it to get to work on time but everywhere I went there was a police car. Just when I thought I had avoided the last one and began to increase my speed, a man stepped off the curb right in front of me. I slammed on the brakes and managed to get stopped in time to avoid a messy accident. I rolled down my window and yelled some choice words about watching where he was going but he ignored me and just kept walking.

I thought that was the last I was going to see of him. I was so thoroughly wrong.

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