Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who and am not making a profit off of this. I only own my OC.
Warnings: MAJOR SPOILERS
Parallel Universe
It's All True- Part 1
Susan Jane Anderson was part of the weirdest family you could ever meet. Her Mom was an history professor at the local Suny school and her father worked for some top secret government program and sometimes never saw him for months at a time.
Susan couldn't say that she had a less than interesting childhood. She would go to school during the day, then at home, the real learning took place. She would learn everything from calculus to chemistry, to history. Her parents actually told her to play dumb at school. They did not want teachers or other students poking and prodding at her for studying at college level when she was in middle school. Susan knew she was what other people called: a genius.
Her father would spend nights teaching her hand to hand combat and knife and sword training when she got older. The only two rules that she had growing up was: Curfew was 10:00 pm and no guns, EVER, in the house.
When Susan was a teenager, 13 year old, her parents told her where they came up with her name. They told her that there was a show called Doctor Who, from BBC America, that aired when they were kids. They told her the plot in a nutshell: An alien, called a Time Lord, travels around in his time machine called the Tardis. He brings along Human Companions and they travel throughout space and time fighting evil aliens and saving worlds. She was named after The Doctor's granddaughter, Susan Foreman, and one of The Doctor's Companions, Sarah Jane Smith. After she watched the first couple episodes of the 1960's, and like that, she was hooked.
That was seven years ago.
Susan just turned nineteen. She was just finishing up high school. Or, what people outside her family thought she was finishing. In truth, she was finishing grad school. She had already been approached by the CIA, the NOD, the Secret Service, all of whom wanted her to their organization.
So, she said the most logical thing, "No."
And, so the story of Susan Jane Anderson finally begins, in a apartment in New York City.
After getting home from a temporary working situation for the United Nations, the only place where I wanted to work, I opens the door to my apartment, throw the keys towards the counter, not caring if they miss, kick off my shoes and slam door.
I pour a cup of tea and drown it in one gulp and flop down on the couch and turn on Doctor Who on the T.V. I was so glad to hear from one of my acquaintances that Doctor Who had started up again. So far, I was on Season 7, the last episode, The Name of The Doctor.
I muttered out one of my sayings from the previous seasons "Rule 1: The Doctor lies." I was on the edge of the couch for the whole episode. When I saw the words JOHN HURT AS THE NEXT DOCTOR, I yelled "NO! Matt Smith don't leave!"
Matt Smith could not be leaving, I did not believe it, I could not. I fell in love with the 11th doctor, Amy, Rory, and River even though Amy and Rory were stuck in time and River stuck on a planet in a Huge library.
Suddenly, my cell phone buzzed, snapping me out of my retrieve. I looked at the caller and saw Lily's name pop up. I answered it and we both started talking at the same time. I said "NOOO! Matt Smith can not be done!"
She said pretty much the same thing "Why?!" We both laughed. "Want to get a drink?" Lily asked. I knew this was coming, every time a big reveal or sad ending happened on the show, we went to the bar.
"Sure." I replied, turning off the the T.V.
"The Usual place?" I asked.
"Yep."
"20 minutes." I hung up and called my pirate driver because I could. "Yes, This is Miss Anderson, Paper Lantern, 20 minutes."
Dave, my driver said "Yes, of course, Miss. Anderson."
30 minutes later, I find myself sitting at the bar, with Lily, waiting for Sophie to take our order. YES, I know, I come here alot, so I kinda know her name...moving on. Suddenly I hear screaming coming from the back area. I sighed, so much for the wine. I take my gun out of my purse, and slip the purse back on my shoulder.
Sophie looked at me and said, "No guns allowed, Miss. Anderson."
I feel in my pocket for my work ID and throw it at her. "Is that enough clearance for you?" I snap. Sophie palled. I made sure to tell no one of my job status anywhere I whent. But, things were getting more desperate as people started running, and screaming for the door.
Just as Sophie nodded, I heard the one word I thought I would never here except on T.V.
EX-TER-MIN-ATE!