A/N: I am re-reposting this because i changed up some minor things i forgot to give her the right name Gadget. her other name will still be Taven though just no more traveler or Gizmo (i just remembered thats my best friends boyfriend's nickname so kind of akward).

Disclaimer: I only own Taven/Gadget, and Tara.

Chapter 1

Dreams

"Doctor you can't honestly think this is a good idea?" A black haired woman fallowed a man wearing a leather jacket throughout the crowds of people that inhabited America's New York City.

"I think it's a fantastic idea." He replied in a northern English accent.

"Then you're insane. I can't just leave you to look after yourself…you'll get yourself killed!"

"Gadget, I am over 900 years old I think I can look after myself." The man stopped to look at the woman as they reached a British police box from the thirties.

"I still think it's a bad idea to leave you." Gadget muttered.

"Relax…you'll be human for a while then you'll open the fob watch when it's time for you to be you again. Besides you're the one who said it be interesting to see how humans lived."

"You'll watch out for me won't you?"

"Of course now c'mon." The Doctor pulled Gadget inside the police box.

"What's wrong Tara?" A light blond haired woman asked her black haired friend as the two sat across from each other slurping on smoothies.

"You know those weird dreams I've been having?" Tara asked her friend.

"Did you have another?" Her friend squealed happily it was a guilty pleasure of Luna to pick apart her friends dream being a psychology student at NYU.

"Yeah but it wasn't as violent as the others." She replied.

"Did it have that mysterious man the Doctor in it?"

Tara nodded. "Yeah only he was different from the other ones…he had extremely short hair, shaven I think, a northern English accent, and a leather jacket."

"What know celery?" Luna teased.

"No, no celery…but he kept calling me Gadget."

"Gadget?" Luna raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah." Tara nodded. "It was weird."

"Is that even a real name?"

"I guess so." Tara shrugged her shoulders as she finished her banana smoothie.

"Weird."

"So what does it mean?"

"That obviously you're in love with some strange man you've seen on the street and can't wait for him to take you away on his space ship thing."

"It's called a TARDIS." Tara responded without thinking.

"A what?"

"A Time And Relative Dimension In Space, it's a time machine." Tara replied. "Didn't I tell you?

"Um no." Luna started laughing. "But I am so glad you did now…wow you must be insane."

Tara shrugged again. "Insanity is the best cure for reality."

"Did your Doctor tell you that in one of your dreams?" Luna asked as the two stood up to throw away their empty cups.

Tara tried to remember…had he? "I don't think so…I think one of Gadget's other selves said it."

"You mean one of your other selves." Luna corrected.

"No Gadget may look like me but she and I are nothing alike. I mean can you see me facing down the evils of the universe…me the shyest girl in New York City trying to take on the Master, Daleks, and Cybermen."

"The who, who and who?"
"The Master: He's and evil Time Lord. The Daleks are an alien race who thinks anyone not like them must be destroyed, and the Cybermenwant all of us to become like them."

Luna got a thoughtful look on her face. "Now that you've explained it no I can't…no offense."

"Oh believe me none taken."

"C'mon you'll be late for you'll be late for your art class, and I'll be late for my neuroscience class if we don't hurry up."

Tara sighed before chasing after her friend who had already started jogging towards the university.

"Pick up where you left off." Tara's professor told her class as he entered the room dressed in his customary black slacks with paint splashes all over them, white t-shirt, with his long brown hair pulled back in a pony tail.

Tara didn't hesitate putting her headphones on, that where attached to her black portable CD player. Pressing the repeat button so that the CD would start over every time it got to the end she began to work on her painting. Wondering like she often did if she should do what Luna suggested and buy a IPod or at very least a mp3 player, in order to store music in it. That thought however was quickly put to rest as her art teacher came and stood behind her.

"Interesting where did this idea come from?"

"It was in a dream of mine." Tara replied pressing pause as she glanced up at her teacher who was inspecting her painting of the Doctor facing the Daleks in his form that had an 18 foot scarf.

"Who is this man?"

Tara shrugged. "I wish I knew…he keeps appearing in different forms throughout my dreams."

"Do you know his name?"

"The Doctor."

"Doctor who?"

"Just the Doctor." Tara smiled lightly as her teacher nodded before going off and looking at the other students work.

Willing her breathing to return to normal Tara pressed play on her CD player and got back to her painting. She hated having to talk to authority figures it scared her to death. This was probably the reason she never got in trouble growing up.

Slowly Tara got into her grove. Paint brush to paint, paint to picture, paint brush to water, paint brush to paint, paint to picture, repeat. A never ending ballet that had Tara trapped in her own little world. Slowly the picture got more depth and more personality.

Tara was in the middle of painting in the colors of the Doctor's scarf when the teacher announced that they were dismissed and that they should remember what color combinations they used to make their own colors.

Tara quickly turned off her CD player and put all of her paints away and brushes away. She needed to talk to her professor about taking her picture home to touch it up. so she waited patiently for the other students to leave.

"What do you need Tara?" Her professor leaned back in his seat as she walked up to his desk.

"?" She asked rather fast.

"Whoa Tara slow down."

"Right sorry. But could I take my painting home to touch it up?" Tara nervously pushed back some of her black hair that had fallen around her face.

"Of course just come in, in another two hours to give it some time to dry. I should be here till seven tonight if that doesn't work."

"Thank you sir." Tara smiled before exiting the room, checking to make sure she had her CD player in her bag.

"So how'd your class go?" Luna asked Tara a half an hour later as the two sat on a bench in the middle of a small park.

"Oh you know same old same old." Tara shrugged.

"You're painting the Doctor?" Luna asked her.

"Yeah the one of him with the 18 foot long scarf and love of jelly babies."

"What are jelly babies?"

"There like gummy bears but instead babies…at least I think they are."

"That's disturbing." Luna laughed.

"Yeah tell me about it." Tara joined in a grin plastered to her face.

"About time you smiled…I was starting to think you were going to be depressed all day." Luna nudged Tara with her elbow.

"I wasn't depressed. Only tired." Tara replied.

Luna shrugged. "Can't blame you there I'd be tired too if my dreams where swarmed by a handsome stranger."

"How do you know he's handsome?" Tara asked raising an eyebrow.

"Is he?" Luna asked.

"Yeah I guess so in the form I saw him in last night." Tara nodded.

"Well then." Luna grin got bigger.

"Oh shut up you weird-o." Tara pushed her lightly.

"I resent that statement."

"Doesn't stop it from being true." Tara stuck her tongue out at Luna.

"Well I like to live in blissful ignorance." Luna replied.

"I'm sure you do." Tara muttered more to herself than Luna.

The two women spent the next hour and a half talking about their classes and what they would do when summer came.

"I still think we should take a road trip." Luna said as she drove Tara to where her art class was so she could get her painting.

"There is no way in hell I am taking a road trip with you." Tara stated. "You can barely even remember your way to school…there is no way I'd trust you to get us safely around the country."

"But you wouldn't let me go alone would you?" Luna asked a pout on her face. "I could get lost or worse."

"I suppose a month away from New York wouldn't be too bad." Tara muttered as Luna parked her car.

"Great!" The blond cheered. "Now go get you're painting thing."

"Whatever." Tara muttered getting out of the car. "I'll be five minutes."

"Okay."

"Wait for me?"

"I will I will." Luna promised her.

Tara sighed before jogging up the steps into the building that housed the art classes.

"Mr. Billard?" Tara asked as she opened the door to the art studio she took her class in. "I'm here to get my painting."

Tara slowly made her way across the floor to where she had left her painting. It was in the same condition that she left it in. "Mr. Billard?" Tara squeaked as a noise sounded behind her.

"Ah Gadget, I take it." A voice said from the front of the room causing Tara to spin back around to look at the front of the room. Instead of seeing her teacher she saw a man in the front of the room…probably late twenties early thirties. "Sorry didn't mean to scare you." He flashed a grin that would make the Cheshire cat feel shame.

"W-who are you?" Tara asked as she took a step back prepared to run out the back door without her painting. "A-and where's my t-teacher?"

"I'm Captain Jack Harkness and he just stepped out for a bite to eat." The man replied taking a step forward, making Tara tense.

"W-what d-do you want?" She asked.

"Well since you asked….never mind the Doctor would kill me."

"Excuse me?" Tara stared at the man mouth agape.

"Oh right he asked me to do him a favor." Jack took something out of his pocket and tossed it at Tara who caught it without thinking. "He told me to tell you that he was: 'sorry for not giving it too you sooner and that you should open that right when you got it."

"It's a fob watch." Tara rolled the watch around in her hands expecting it from all angles.

"Yup…" Jack nodded.

"B-but that's not possible…none of this is…it was all just my imagination." Tara met the man before her in the eyes.

"Well I have no idea what you're talking about but you'll never know till you open the watch."

"I-I can't."

"Sure you can all you have to do is press the little button at the top."

Tara stared at the watch for a few more seconds before slowly putting her right thumb on top of the button and pushing down. With a tiny click the watch open revealing yellow energy swirling around…slowly a little voices began calling out to Tara, and then suddenly everything rushed back. She wasn't Tara she was Gadget, last Time Lady, companion of the Doctor, extremely good with technology, and she was possibly going to kill him for forgetting about her.

"That son of a-" Gadget cut herself off as she snapped the fob watch closed.

"Hello I'm-"Jack started.

"I still remember everything that happened while I was human." Gadget informed him before saying: "Gadget."

"A pleasure." The captain grinned at her taking her hand in his and kissing it.

Gadget wasn't sure how to responded to that type of greeting so instead of saying anything she slipped her hand out of his grabbed the painting she was working on when was human and began walking out of the classroom. "Well are you coming or what?" The Time Lady called over her shoulder to the captain still in the classroom.

"I love it when women are demanding." He grinned before fallowing her.