Oswin Pond (the untold story)

[PROLOGUE: The Two Oswins]

It all began with a Pond. Or was it a river

She stared at her reflection, her slim fingers unknotting her untidy red mane, a wavy fringe covering her insecurities, she knew it was one of those days. Eyes still stinging from tears, that continue to roll down her pale face. She wipes them away, knowing that crying won't get her anywhere.

'Oz!' a voice calls from behind her.

She attempts to smile. A smile so fake, that it might just work. Once the water sets back to normal, a familiar figure, is crouched beside her, her dead straight brown locks, recognizable from a mile away, the girls hand placed upon her shoulder, the feeling both comforting and confronting.

'Oz, didn't you hear the bell ring' the girl replies with concern.

'Of course I did, M, I-' Oz continues, unable to finish.

'Are you alright?' the girl asks worrisomely.

Oz still distressed with her reflection, beams an even bigger false smile than before, in hoping her friend leaves her be. Instead, still looking through the waters reflection, she notices her friends arms crossed, the expression on normally bubbly face change to an often rare eyebrow raise.

'Are you sure?' the girl persists.

'Ye-' Oz manages being drowned out by the monotonous bell, that is certain to be burned into her memory.

'Come on' the girl uninvitingly pulling Oz arm, haphazardly making Oz collide with her.

Oz manages a laugh as she watches her friend fix her now ruffled navy blue tie, the laugh making it an invitation for both girls to find humor in the situation.

'That's the Oswin I know' the girl smiles as she tidies up her friends uniform. 'Come on, let's head off to Physics we sure are going to be late by now' she continues.

'Doctor!' A familiar English voice chimes over the ringing sonic sound, whilst he can feel continuous itch

The doctor stops fiddling with the multicolored cables of the TARDIS control, fixes his bowtie (a habit he is often pestered about), and directs his attention to the female towering over him, who withdraws her arm at once.

'The new outfit, you like?' the girl says flirtatiously as she places one hand on her hip while the other tucks a brunette lock behind her ear.

'It is the clothes you wore on our first meet', the Doctor replies, trying to sound the slightest enthusiastic, examining the ruby red skin tight dress.

'You are no fun'

'No, no.. it is lovely Oswin really.. just now is not the best ti-'

'Not the best time? Actually, you are not the first to say that. Rory said that once upon a time. Oops I meant Nina. Hmm I wonder how she is doing.'

Increasingly irritated the Doctor knows best to leave Oswin to her ramblings. He watches her for a few seconds not really taking into account of what she is talking about and then directs his attention back to the never ending TARDIS cable problem.

Almost instantaneously. Another tap on the shoulder.

'What is it this time Oswin?' Eleven smiles, attempting to not seem the slightest annoyed, although that fact is far from the truth.

'TARDIS is low on fuel' the brunette replies pointing to the main console, in the middle of the cylindrical room.

'WHAT?!' The Doctor bellowed, jumping to his feet.

The girl stepped aside to make way for a frantic Doctor checking the main display, 'LOW FUEL', the font blinking back and forth alarmingly.

'Why didn't you tell me this before' the Doctor gritting his teeth. Not expecting a reply.

'I-'

Suddenly the TARDIS jolts, throwing both the girl and the alien off guard, and to cold floor.

'Doctor.. what is going on?!' the girl shrieks, attempting to get on her feet whilst the TARDIS continues to jolt.

'We a-'

'LOW FUEL!, LOW FUEL!, an louder female voice booms throughout the enclosure, followed by an even louder alarm.

'DOCTOR!' the girl screams.

'TAKE MY HAND!'

'DOCTOR!' Oswin shrieks.

For they both know it is too late.