Author's Note: Hello, It's Abby here! So I deleted the last Doctor Who fanfic because I couldn't figure out how to continue it. SO here's a new on with a new idea! Please tell me what you think in the reviews! R&R!

Third Person POV:
There was a blinding flash inside the TARDIS. The Doctor whipped his head around to watch as the light faded into a faint glow. Where the flash had been, a girl no older than eighteen, laid. She was dressed in a beautiful bright blue and black gown. It looked a bit out of place. She also had a note in her hands.

The Doctor cautiously walked over to the girl and knelt down to check for a pulse. Once he determined she was alive, he didn't know what to do. He asked the TARDIS and she told him to take her to the med bay. He picked her up and took her down. He laid her on a bed and left to go back to the main console, reading the note. It said:

Dear Doctor,
The girl that just arrived on your ship is special. Watch out for her. She has no memory of her past, she only knows a few basic things, like her name, age and birthday, plus a few other random things. She is from another world, so please watch out for her. Thank you, Doctor. I am sorry we will never meet.

The signature was blurred to the point of no recognition. He felt bad for the girl, not knowing who she was. He started to wonder why she was so special.

Ree's POV:
The last thing I remembered before I blacked out was a girl, calling my name. Now I've woken up in a strange room. I can't remember anything other than my name, Teresa, and age, 17.

I stand up and see that I'm clothed in a long blue and black gown. My honey blonde hair is up in an intricate braid and I have some light make up. I had five inch black platform heels on. I looked beautiful, but absolutely ridiculous and out of place.

Where am I? I wondered aloud.

You are in me, the TARDIS, came a reply in my head.

Who are you? I asked.

I am the TARDIS, it repeated.

What's a TARDIS?, I questioned.

A Time and Relative Dimension in Space. I prefer to be called 'Sexy', by the way, it said.

Um, okay then. Why am I here? Can you tell me who I am?, I asked hopefully.

I do not know the answers to these questions. Perhaps you will find them with that watch of yours around your neck, Sexy told me.

Okay, I guess. Is there anyone else on board?

Oh yes. My Thief is here. I will take you to him.

Theif? What do you mean by that? I felt bad for her.

It's okay, he takes care of me, so I don't mind. After she said this I didn't feel bad anymore.

Alright, lead the way. I walked towards a room and opened the door. Inside was a man who seem to be piloting the thing. I stayed in the door way and watched. Finally I spoke up since he didn't notice me.

"Excuse me, but who are you?" I asked him.

"Who are you?" he retorted.

"I asked you first."

"I'm the Doctor. Just the Doctor." That's odd, I feel as though I know that name.

"I'm Teresa, but please call me Ree." He looked at me as though he recognized that name. He quickly shook it off.

"Okay, Teresa, why are you here?"

"I don't know, I was hoping you could tell me. And is there a wardrobe or something here? I feel awfully ridiculous in this," I said, motioning to my outfit.

"First left, second right, third on the left, go straight ahead, under the stairs, passed the bins, fifth door on your left," he said pointing me in the direction.

"What? Never mind, I'll manage," I replied. Hey Sexy, can you direct me to the wardrobe?

Of course Lady Aisling.

What did you just call me?

Oh nothing Ree, just ignore it. You just remind me of somebody that I used to know.

Okay. Off to the wardrobe we go! I heard Sexy giggle. Well more like a psychic giggle thing. It's hard to explain.

Once I got to the wardrobe, I opened the door. I was greeted by racks and racks of clothing. I wandered a bit until I found a bunch of clothes my size. For some reason, they were my style, though I have no idea how I knew this.

I picked a black leather jacket, a pair of ripped jeans, a plaid top, red converse high tops, and a cream beanie. I kept the watch around my neck, as I had a feeling it was important. I took my hair out of the braids and let it fall loose around my shoulders, where it hung down to my waist. I found some eye makeup and applied it expertly, a bit confused on how I could. I painted my nails with some black nail polish I took with the makeup. I checked over myself in the mirror, then left the wardrobe to go back and find the Doctor.

I found the main console again and walked in. I sat down on the floor and pulled out an iPhone. Again, not sure how, guessed that was Sexy's doing. I had grabbed a pair of red Beats from the wardrobe as well. I plugged them in and blasted some music. The band was called Flyleaf, I think. I didn't realize that I was singing along until the song ended and I heard clapping. I looked up and saw it was the Doctor.

"You have a beautiful singing voice," he told me. I blushed lightly.

"Thanks, I guess. Although, from what I heard of myself, I'm pretty sure I sounded similar to a dying elephant," I replied. I really do think that though.

"Well that's rubbish," he said. "Can you tell me more about yourself?"

"You want the truth?" I asked him. He nodded. "I have no idea who I am, other than my name, age, and a few useless facts."

"Well then, start with that," he asked me.

"My name is Teresa, I'm 17. I know American sign language and Morse code. My favorite color is black and my favorite song is When the Darkness Comes by Colbie Caillat. That's all I know," I told him. He looked at me for a few seconds, then I started to laugh.

"What?" he asked, sounding and looking confused.

"It's just... This is sounds so pathetic. I know my favorite color, but I can't tell you where I live or who my parents are, or even my whole name!" I shouted, getting frustrated. I could feel tears collecting in my eyes. "Ugh! This is so frustrating!"

"Shh, Teresa it's okay," he cooed, putting a hand on my shoulder, "I know this'll sound like an odd question, but do you know where you are?"

"Yep," I nodded. "The TARDIS. The Time and Relative Dimension in Space!"

"How did you know that?" he questioned.

"She told me," I said quietly, unsure of how odd that would sound.

"She spoke to you?" He sounded appalled, like she never spoke to anyone but him.

"Yeah, you heard correctly. I though your hearing would've improved with those big ears of yours," I retorted, sounding harsh.

"Oi! Watch the comments!" he yelled at me, slightly offended.

"Sorry you can't take a joke," I muttered under my breath. He shoved my shoulder, he must've heard me.

I could really go for some popcorn right now, I thought. "Do you have a kitchen?" I asked him.

"Yeah, down the hall, second right, third left, straight down, it'll be the seventh on your right," he told me.

"How the hell do you do that? Memorize where everything is?" I asked exasperated.

"I don't know," he replied, going back to the main console.

"Whatever, I'm going to the kitchen. Later!" I called as I left the room.

When I found the kitchen, I made myself some popcorn. After I finished my popcorn, I decided to take a nap. I asked the TARDIS if she had a room for me. She led me to a room, with three grey walls and one wall an entire bookshelf, stock full of exciting adventures. There was a bed with a black and white damask design. There was also a closet full of clothes to my liking. On one wall was a telly and an Xbox along with a Playstation 3. It was perfect.

Thank you Sexy, I told her.

You're welcome, Miss Ree, she said. I put on some pajamas, for me usually a sports bra and a pair of long cotton pants. I plopped down on the bed and drifted into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

Soon, I was shaken awake by someone. I just pulled the blanket tighter around myself and told the person to go away. They ripped the blanket off my and I punched them. I put the blanket back on my shoulders triumphantly, only to be ripped off again. I opened my eyes and saw it was the Doctor.

"What the hell do you want you little shit?!" I screamed at him. He took a few steps back.

"Oi! Language! Now get up! We're going on a trip!" he yelled back.

"Well I'm sorry, but you can't just come in here in the morning and tear off my blankets when it's cold as hell! I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON!" I shouted, bouncing out of bed.

"I said watch the language!"

"TOO FUCKING BAD!" I stuck my tongue out like a child. "I'm cold."

"Well then, get ready! Meet me in the main room." He turned to leave.

"Wait!" I called. "Where exactly did you say we're going?"

"London 2005!" he replied cheekily.

"Why?"

"Plastic." Then he left. I decided to get ready since all that screaming woke me up. I just decided to put on what I wore yesterday. I went to the kitchen and had to make a very hard choice between making waffles or pancakes. I chose pancakes. Soon the kitchen smelled amazing. I had just sat down and was about to dig into my stack of pancakes when the Doctor came in.

"What do I smell?" he asked.

"Pancakes!" I replied cheerfully. He looked at my plate suspiciously.

"Why are they blue?" he questioned.

"I actually have no idea, just felt normal. Probably something I used to do before I lost my memory and got stuck with you."

"Oi!" he said slightly hurt. "I'm going back to the console."

"M'kay," I muttered through a mouthful of pancakes. There was a shudder, then I was thrown off my seat. I heard a strange sound. Something like DOOOOWEEEEOOOOO. The shuddering stopped and the Doctor rushing and grabbed my hand, dragging me with him through out London.

Author's note: Thanks for reading! I'm working on the next chapter right now, so it should be posted by tomorrow. I have to write it by hand because my parents are limiting my computer/laptop access. Ree's outfit are on my Ployvore! The link is in my bio! Don't forget to review and let me know about any mistakes or what you think!