I don't own Doctor Who; in fact, it has ruined my life for a while now. I blame the tenth doctor for that. I only own my OC. 9-13 Doctor/OC! THIS WAS WRITTEN AS A DARE, THIS IS ALSO A BOND FIC! Right then, constructive criticism is welcomed! I've never written for a series like Doctor Who before so this will be interesting or OOC, or increasingly ignorant or stupid. With that, Allons-y!

Chapter 1. Till there was you

17, March, 2019

The room was filled with a white noise of voices ranging from young and old, male and female. One woman, with short dark brown hair and ice blue eyes, sat in silence while playing with a pendant she had been gifted. This pendant was strange; it was covered in a writing of an unknown origin and had an orange orb in the middle that seemed to swirl with a golden dust. Her hands stopped their motions and she looked towards the clock.

"I believe we've talked long enough for today," She stated, her voice tinged with a Scottish accent, "Let's us go home to our families and spend quality time with normal people."

Laughter broke out at that and the room quickly filled with the sound of chairs scraping against wood. She stayed seated for a few seconds before getting up from her chair and grabbing the coat that was resting on the back. She pulled it on before heading out of the room. A few of her underlings greeted her on her way out. Her phone chimed and she pulled it out of her pocket.

Want to grab dinner tonight? - Stalker 6:30.

She sighed and blocked the number. He was getting increasingly persistent with his hacking. She wasn't interested in him; she wasn't interested in anybody really. Sometimes she felt as though there was someone out there meant to complete her, and she just hadn't found them yet. Boy or girl, she wasn't picky. Honestly, she just wanted to be happy. She opened to door to the building her flat was located in and her landlady bustled out of her flat.

"Welcome home dearie," The landlady greeted with a kind smile, "Catch any criminals today?"

"No," She chuckled, "Though that's a good thing since it means there wasn't a murder today, though I heard a woman had acid thrown on her by an extremist."

"That poor woman," The landlady gasped, "Hopefully she'll be all right."

"I agree," The woman replied, "I'm gonna head up and eat something, I'll see you tomorrow Mrs. Potter."

"Oh, your aunt came by with a package!" Mrs. Potter called, "She said you should wear it soon, something about you needing it."

"Thank you, Mrs. Potter!" The woman called from outside her flat door.

The door was opened and a relatively modern room stared back at her. White walls with dark wood flooring met her and she closed the door after she walked in. A tabby cat with a red and gold collar padded up to her and weaved in between her legs, rubbing against them.

"Hello Minerva," The woman greeted, stooping down and picking the cat up and giving it a kiss on the cheek, "You must've missed me with how loudly you're purring."

Minerva gave a chirp at that and a small smile appeared on the woman's face as she got a lick from the cat in her arms. She placed Minerva down and went to get the cat her food for the night. Soon a small portion of wet food on top of dry food was placed on the ground for Minerva. It took two seconds for the tabby to pad forward and begin to eat. The woman smiled and looked towards the package that sat on her dining room table. It was in a black box with a blue bow.

"Auntie's been spending too much at Harrods again," The woman muttered as she pulled out a Kiton K designer black suit.

It had to be around forty- five thousand pounds. She sighed and decided to take a shower before trying it on. A shower only took her ten minutes. She messed with the cuffs a little and wondered if she still had the cufflinks her aunt had gotten her for her promotion to detective inspector of the division for homicide. She found them and placed them into the cuffs of the suit. The star cut sapphires glittered in the light of her room and she looked towards the mirror attached to the wall. She looked like a man, the short hair didn't help the fact, but if she was a man she'd say she was a damn handsome one. A white dress shirt, black tie, and black suit were the way to go. She even pulled on a nice pair of dress shoes to go with the entire ensemble. She grabbed her phone and snapped a picture of her reflection before sending it to her auntie.

"Right, I should really eat something," She muttered to herself.

She walked back outside and noted that Minerva had perched on the windowsill to watch the outside world. She smiled as she took out her pendant and began to play with it again. The orb moved in its spot and she could move it any way she pleased. Long, skinny fingers did just that.

"Am I odd Minerva?" She quietly asked as she grabbed an apple and bit into it.

The tabby in question just gave her a look before turning her attention back to the window. The woman smiled at that and quickly finished her food. She wanted to go out and buy some fresh groceries. The market a block away from her flat was usually open until midnight so she had time. She stood up and found her messenger bag, coat, and a blue scarf before heading out of the flat.

"Very dashing Alice," Her elderly neighbor stated before heading into her flat.

"Thank you, Mrs. Watson," Alice called.

She smiled before continuing on her way. She had a mental list of what she needed. She had no clue why she always needed milk of all things. She was beginning to wonder if someone came in and used it while she was away. She didn't really mind since she lived with a lot of elderly people. She just wished they'd let her know. She had gotten so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed when her foot hadn't met the concrete of the sidewalk. She looked down when she finally noticed and her skin paled even more as she began to fall through a random hole of darkness. A scream was the final sound that the people of her street would hear from her as it closed behind her.

9, February, 1964

A man with a military cut, brown hair moved around a strange room. It had a metal floor and a large pillar in the middle with a light green, which was on the verge of becoming turquoise, tube. Wires hung from the ceiling and it didn't even seem to faze the man as he easily maneuvered through the area. He went around pulling levers and pushing buttons without a second thought. He heard a wheeze and looked up towards the ceiling of the room. A large hole of darkness had appeared and he heard a scream from the inside as someone fell from the hole and slammed into the lower levels of the room. The hole let out a burp and dissipated.

"That was fantastic!" The man exclaimed in a slightly giddy tone.

It was something new to him. He had never seen space be ripped apart in such a way and manipulated as a pathway. He heard a feminine groan and went to the railing of the platform. A woman, he will admit that he noticed her curves right away, with dark hair had stood up and was rubbing a spot on her forehead as she blearily looked around.

"Someone get the plates of the bus that hit me?" She asked he noted the Scottish accent.

"That was no bus," He spoke up, she immediately looked towards him, "It was a rip in space and time, perhaps the universe even! It's fantastic!"

Her eyes met his and his brain seemed to quiet down for a few seconds. He watched as she seemed to experience similar effects before gathering herself. He couldn't be more ecstatic if he tried. He heard searched everywhere for a person just like her. A bond, even if it was on the weaker side, was something he was used to seeing with those around him. He had never found his, until today. She was even dropped off right in front of him.

"You think this is fantastic?" Her voice was cold, "I just got removed from my universe and or time. I have a job and life back there and I'm expected to be happy about this?"

"Yeah," He stated, "It's not every day you see something new like that."

"All right then," She sighed, "Who are you?"

"I'm the Doctor," He introduced.

"Really? Just the Doctor?" She asked.

He deflated a bit when she hadn't asked 'Doctor Who?' that was his favorite question from people. He gave her a large smile and nodded. She let out a sigh before gaining an amused expression.

"I'm Alice Smith, Detective Inspector of the Murder Division at Scotland Yard," She introduced herself.

She held out a hand and he gladly took it and gave it a shake. She had the oddest hands, small palms but long fingers. Delicate was one way that he could describe them. Alice herself couldn't help but notice how rough his hands were. They stopped shaking hands and Alice finally looked around.

"Did I fall into a science fiction world?" She asked in slight amusement, "it's almost apocalyptic in here, but I love it."

"You seem the type to have everything in order," He pointed out, though he was happy she liked his ship.

"I do, but it's more of habit than anything else," Alice smiled.

The Doctor looked towards the door and watched as blue eyes looked around the inside again. He got her attention with a small cough and looked at him in slight surprise. He held a hand out and gave her a grin.

"Want to see what's outside of those doors?" He asked.

She hesitated for a few seconds before taking his hand. His grin widened at that.

"Fantastic," He stated before leading the way out of his ship.

Once the doors opened women's screams startled the two as he pulled her away from the blue police box. Alice's eyes widened at what was around them. This was an area she had only seen in magazines and videos. A grin appeared on her face as the Doctor lead her to the front row of women. They were all screaming as a man walked onto the stated.

"Here are The Beatles!" The man stated.

Alice let out a giddy laugh as the first chords of all my Loving began to play. The Doctor smiled as she sang along to the music as the four men played their hearts out for all of America. The four lads from Liverpool shared a grin after the first song was over before they started on the second. Two of the people in front were enjoying their music and that surprised them since most people acted like the women in the audience, Till There was you began and they heard the screaming increase and noticed that the two in front mainly looked amused. They focused on their music and forgot about the two.

"Doctor, this is fantastic!" Alice stated it was loud enough for the man next to her to hear, "Does that mean you're a time traveler?"

"That's close, keep guessing," The Doctor admitted.

"You mean it can travel through space as well?" Alice asked, her mind working it out for her, "Bless me bagpipes, are you an alien?"

"Ten out of ten for observation," The Doctor smiled.

"You are so northern," Alice stated.

"What, all planets have a North," The Doctor defended.

She shot him a look at that and turned her attention back to the band. They took a small break for interviews and she ran a hand through her hair. Sweat was going down her face and she noticed that several of the people around her were sweaty. She had to admit that it was rather warm in the studio.

"No air conditioning," The Doctor stated, "Bit of a problem in small studios with audiences like this."

"Yeah, but they overfilled the room for these lads," Alice replied, "So it's the number of bodies in the room that's causing this much heat."

He looked at her in slight amusement. He hadn't met a person that could survey a room and then point out what they had seen. Alice finally tore her eyes away from the interview and gave him a small smile as she met his eyes. She turned back and the four lads began to play their last two songs. The screaming grew louder and the smell in the studio had taken on a very potent scent.

I Saw Her Standing There and I Want to Hold Your Hand ended up being unbearable as the screaming increased tenfold. Alice felt a pang of sympathy go out to the four lads as they continued playing with a smile on their faces. Their ears had to hurt from the amount of noise that was in the room, she knew that hers were. After the setlist ended the four boys gave a bow and the noise increased even more. They straightened up and headed off the stage to travel to the next interview.

A hand grabbing her's scared Alice as she turned to see the Doctor looking around with a slightly amused expression. He began to follow the river of people leaving the studio and she had no choice but to follow. A few of the women around them began to whisper and for the first time since she began her job, Alice felt self-conscious. It was a weird feeling and not one that she really wanted to feel. They headed into the police box and she closed the doors as the Doctor headed up to the console and pulled a lever. A loud whirring sound filled the air and Alice looked around in confusion before realizing what it was.

"What's your ship called?" She asked, "Because she's brilliant!"

"T.A.R.D.I.S," The Doctor informed her, "Time and relative dimension in space."

Alice smiled at that and removed her coat and scarf. She placed it on a nearby coat hanger and decided not to question it. She headed towards the central console and watched as a pump moved up and down in the tube. She was amazed at the pump as it stayed at the top and the noise stopped.

"So, where are we going next Doctor?" Alice asked.

The Doctor grinned at that, for the first time in his miserable life he was feeling happy. He was downright giddy. His mind filled with thousands of ideas and places that he could show her, but he needed to stop at a rift and refuel.

"A healed time rift, I need to refuel the Tardis and then we'll be off before you know it," The Doctor stated.

"Brilliant, you mind if I explore?" She asked looking at the main console.

There were a wheezing sound and a smile spread across Alice's face. The Tardis has answered her out of all odds. A childlike glee showed on her face as a door swung open and she walked through it. The Doctor stood there in surprise before looking towards the console.

"Usually it takes you a while to warm up to people," He commented in an offhand way.

A wheeze was his reply and he frowned slightly. He was a tiny bit confused about what his ship meant. He stood up a little straighter as his frown increased.

"What do you mean she has the air of a Time Lady? She's human, you scanned her yourself," He pointed out.

Another wheeze. He let out an annoyed breath at that. He wasn't going to lose his temper with his beloved ship. She had been there for him through everything and he wasn't going to lose his temper. He ran a hand down his face and slightly wondered what he looked like. He hadn't really seen his face since he woken up from his regeneration.

"She has a singular pulse," He stated, "She's from a different universe that could be the reason."

There was a series of wheezing and he blinked in surprise. He hadn't known that. The Tardis has noticed something very important. Something that he hadn't realized had been done.

"That makes sense," He admitted, "How long does she have?"

It was a relatively sad wheeze that came to him. He leaned against the railing and looked down at the metal plating. A wheeze sounded again and he felt a spark of hope.

"That's a chance I'm willing to take!" He grinned, "Oh that is fantastic! Where is she now?"

An amused wheeze gave him his answer and he entered through the door that Alice had previously gone through. He briskly walked down a long metallic hallway and took a right at an intersection. A door was open and he looked into it. Alice was staring up at a celestial hologram and exploring the stars in a relatively safe way. She was stuck staring at a planet that was far too familiar to him.

"Enjoying yourself?" He asked.

"I was, but this one makes me sad," She stated, murmuring the last part of her sentence, "How weird."

He decided not to comment on that as she began to move around the galaxies. He was impressed that she had figured out how to work it as she pressed a planet and read what it was. With a flick of her finger, she traveled towards her home solar system.

"This technology is centuries of advancement," She stated, "Color me impressed, but if it fell into the wrong hands it would change history. Wouldn't it?"

"You put a lot of thought into this," He commented.

"I'm a quick thinker, I have to be when I'm investigating a case," Alice stated, "Also I'm taking my A levels for physics this is part of the theory that we learned."

He stayed quiet at that and momentarily forgot what he was going to do as she watched the sun with a calculated gaze. She pressed it and tilted her head slightly. She then made a face.

"There are only a thousand or so years left until the sun expands into a red giant," She pointed out, "I can't wait to miss that."

"You wouldn't want to see the end of the Earth?" He asked in surprise.

"If you asked me a few years ago I would've loved to see it," Alice admitted, "But, years of working a job where you see the worst of people and the best makes you appreciate the planet a bit. It would be depressing to see so much history just disappears in the span of a few seconds. Sorry, I got a little too lost in thought."

She looked sheepish at that and he had to wonder if she had ever shared her thoughts with people. He felt for the bond and could see it, it was indeed weak but it was one that could grow and he was excited to see if it would.