I don't own any of the Doctor who characters. This story is still developing, so please bear with me. Thank you for taking the time to read it and comments are always appreciated.

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Gasping, Renee flung herself off of the bed. Struggling to gain consciousness, Renee opened her eyes and glanced around the dark room. Nothing seemed out of place; dresser drawer still opposite her bed, door to the bathroom directly to the left of that. Nightstand and window to her right across the bed. Breathing hard, Renee struggled to remember what had pulled her out of her sleep so violently. A word, hurriedly whispered in her ear. What was it?
"Doctor!" Renee cried, suddenly remembering.
But why would I remember that word? What does a doctor have to do with anything?
Standing up, the blanket slipped from her lap and onto the floor. Renee snatched it up and wrapped it around herself. Realizing she wasn't going back to sleep, Renee walked around the bed to the nightstand and turned on the lamp resting there. Blinking in the sudden light she sat down on the bed and kept trying to remember what she had been dreaming about only moments before. She sat there for a few minutes, and then decided she wasn't going to remember. Glancing down at the nightstand, she saw the locket she'd had since forever and picked it up. It was old; older than she was, though Renee did not know the exact age. The pendant it self was about an inch and a half both length and width; the chain was about thirty four inches. Rubbing the locket absentmindedly, Renee looked a the clock. Four thirty in the morning. Slipping the locket around her neck, she stood back up and moved to the dresser. Great, she thought. Might as well start my day. I'm definitely not going back to sleep.

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Trying to juggle a coffee up top a mound of books, Renee struggled with the doors to the University Library. She had loads to do with finals only being two weeks away. The Library got quite busy during the las two weeks before finals because it always seemed that students waited till the last possible minute to prepare. Managing to get through the doors, Renee hurried across the lobby towards the studying area. It was a tucked away place in the rear of the first floor of the library and Renee was thankful for that. It was quiet for one thing, and when you had an armload of stuff to carry it was the quickest place to get to. Unloading the pile of books from the overnight return bin in the first cubicle, she grabbed an empty book cart and plunked herself down in the chair and started organizing everything. "Social Migration of the Archivists over here, Biology of Elizabethans here-"

"Why in the world are we in a library? We've already visited a library. A whole planet in fact, that was a library. Frankly I'm a bit bored with libraries." A female voice said loudly, carrying over the entire first floor.
Renee turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw a man and a woman standing just at the edge of the studying area. The woman was of medium height, her red hair falling just past her shoulders. She was glaring at the man beside her who was just grinning back. Renee studied the man. He was tall and slander, with a brown hair that stuck out from the top of his head, but in a neat sort of fashion. He was started to look around, as if searching for something. "Oh Donna, cheer up will you? We're in the most extensive library in your century! Humans are just now discovering wealths of information and its all being stored here." the man exclaimed. "And we're here because there is someone I need to see about a book. So if you'll excuse me."

And with that the man walked off, leaving the woman, Donna, all alone. Renee turned back around to her cubicle. She would let Marge, the head librarian help them with what they were looking for. She had to get everything organized for the midday rush. Oh but what if it was a manuscript the man was looking for? Or one of the older leather bound editions? She knew where they kept most of the oldest records in this place. After all, this was like her second home wasn't it? She should probably help them at least look for whatever it is they were here for. Marge at this time of day was usually up on the fourth floor as the early morning was the slowest time of the day and she really wasn't supposed to be climbing the huge ladders after the fall she had last autumn. If they needed some of the older materials Marge wouldn't be able to get them. And the other assistant librarians wouldn't be here till much later. And the students didn't have to had all the study materials laid out right at this moment did they?
Renee took a drink of her coffee and went over to the woman, who was still standing right where the man had left her. "Pardon me, but I couldn't help overhearing your conversation. I'm First Assistant Renee Kavanagh. Maybe I can help you find what you're here for?" she asked Donna.

"I have no idea what we're hear for. He just dragged me here, babbling on about some bloody book he needed to find. You never know with that man. I'm Donna by the way." Donna said, extending her hand.

Renee took Donna's hand and shook it. "It's nice to meet you Donna." she said. "You should probably let your friend know that the Head Librarian is most likely up on the fourth floor so if he's looking for something specific he should inquire with her. Or myself ."

Donna smiled. "Thanks. I'll let him know." she said. "It was nice to meet you Renee."
Renee smiled as Donna walked away after her friend. Lovely woman Renee thought as she went back to the cubicle. She quickly got to work organizing the books on the cart.
Some time later as Renee was placing books students had dropped off on the correct shelves on the second floor, Donna and the man came walking across the lobby from the opposite staircase towards the entrance, whispering loudly. Glancing down, she almost called out to them, but stopped herself at how quickly they were leaving. Within moments the two were gone and Renee quickly placed the books on the shelves and headed towards the staircase. As she got half way down the stairs the building started shaking with alarming force. Renee grabbed the rail, trying not to fall the rest of the way down. Panicking, her eyes darted around . As soon as the shaking had started it stopped. Renee looked around. Some of the bookcases had toppled into each other and a few lamps had fallen off the main desk to the floor. Renee picked herself up from the stairwell and went in search of Marge to make sure she was okay.
Renee found her on the third floor, pinned between one of the bookshelves and the wall. "Oh my God Marge!" She cried as she ran to the Librarian's side. "Are you okay? Is anything broken?"
Marge grimaced at Renee. "My leg is pinned under the bookcase. Do you think you can lift it? I don't think anything is broken dear. I'm just a bit trapped at the moment." she laughed weakly.

Renee pushed the scattered books away from Marge, creating a hollow space around them so she could get a good footing. Crouching down, she placed herself underneath the bookshelf her back touching the top. She pushed up with her legs, trying to use the momentum of her push to topple the bookshelf in the opposite direction but the bookshelf proved to be to heavy. Renee tried again and again till she was exhausted. "I can't lift it." She panted, sitting down. "Its to heavy for just me. I'm going to have to find help. Will you be alright by yourself?"
"Yes I think so, but hurry Renee. I'm starting to lose feeling in my leg I fear." Marge said in a slightly panicked voice.

"I'll be right back with help I promise." Renee said as she stood up. "I'll be as quick as I can!"

And with that she ran.
Almost skidding across the marble floor of the library, Renee burst out of the entrance doors, screaming for help as she flew down the outside steps. But no one was outside. It was if the entire city had gone for cover and were unwilling to come back out. Racing down the street, Renee kept screaming,"Someone help please! The Head Librarian is trapped!"
Not really paying attention to where she was running, she didn't see the person that she collided into. Falling flat on her back, the air rushing out of her lungs Renee became dazed. "Oy watch it!" A female voiced yelled.
It took a few moments for Renee to recognize the voice and to catch her breath but when she did the name came rushing out of her mouth. "Donna. Oh Thank God!" she exclaimed. "You have to help me!"

Sitting up she looked into the faces of a confused Donna and her friend. "Whats the rush then? Why were you running about?" Donna asked.
"You've got to help the Head Librarian she's pinned between a bookshelf and the wall and the bookshelf is to heavy for me to lift she got stuck when the ground shook." Renee said, it all came out at once.
"What?" Donna asked.

Her friend's eyes widened. "Well what you just sitting there for come on!" he exclaimed, extending his hand to her.
Renee took his hand without thinking and before she knew it she was being tugged along the way she had came.
It seemed only moments before she was right back where she started, trying to push the bookshelf off of Marge. Only this time, she had the help of Donna and her friend. The man was helping Renee push the bookshelf, while Donna talked to Marge and was ready to pull her out as soon as the shelf was moved. It took them several tries, but they finally managed to get the bookshelf moved enough to where Marge could be let out. As soon as she was out of the way Renee and the man dropped the shelf with a loud thud to the floor. "Let me take a look at that leg eh Margarine?" the man said, crouching down beside her and pulling out an instrument Renee did not recognize from his coat pocket.
He swung the instrument along Marge's leg. "No broken bones. Leg's probably asleep though, what with being pinned and everything. I'm surprised it wasn't broken. What happened?" he asked, directing the question not at Marge, but Renee.

"I don't know. I was coming downstairs when the entire building shook. I came up here to find her pinned." Renee said gesturing towards the shelf.
The man looked confused. So did Donna. "But we were just outside. I didn't feel anything did you?" she asked the man.
"No and that's interesting. That means it wasn't the ground that shook, it was the actual building."
"But how can just a building shake?" Renee asked.

"And thats is a very good question miss-I'm sorry didn't catch your name." The man said.

"Renee. Renee Kavanagh. I'm the First Assistant Librarian." Renee said, caught off guard.
The man smiled. "Well First Assistant Librarian Renee Kavanagh, lovely to meet you. I'm The Doctor."