Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who. I don't own the characters, theme tune, TARDIS etc.
This sort of takes place after The Name of the Doctor and might take place before the 50th special so we have Clara, Madame Vastra, Jenny and Strax with the Eleventh Doctor with an appearance from River. We also meet a couple of OCs known as Rachel Copper and boyfriend James Hewitt. The former is more significant than the latter but I will explain their characters in the story.
Let's get going then.
"And now for the news at seven-thirty, here is Dan Smith." The radio blared from the bedside table. A hand reaches over to try to turn the disturbing noise off in a bid not to get out of bed. Especially today of all days. The day was the 23rd November 2013, the day Rachel Copper was to turn twenty-one.
A student of English Literature at University of London, Rachel never really cared much for birthdays and holidays because she had never had anyone to celebrate with until she met her live-in boyfriend James Hewitt, a fellow student of History.
"Come on Rach, you cannot lie in bed all day. We have to go to uni at some point today. Well, I have to get to a lecture in an hour." said James placing a cup of tea on the bedside table.
Rachel sat up and grabbed the mug from the side, "I could just pull a sicky."
"Is it really worth skipping lectures to avoid people saying happy birthday?"
"I do this every year. It's better than people looking at me in pity."
"You think the offices would have noticed by now that you are absent on the 23rd November every year."
"Something always happens on that day to distract them. It's funny because something weird always happens on my birthday at a specific time and it has only been happening since 1992." explained Rachel in her attempt to make herself sound clever. It wasn't really needed because her intellect was rarely questioned. Not by James, not by her lecturers or anyone for that matter.
"So the whole world revolves around you?" asked James.
"It could do. It could be a message to me saying that I could be the most important woman in the world and I need to take some notice." Rachel joked.
"So, Rachel the most important woman in the world, are you getting up today?"
"In a minute. I suppose the world will not shift if I go to the place I am required to be on my birthday for once."
"Well, tonight I am going to surprise you."
"You don't have to."
"It isn't every day that you turn twenty-one."
-x-
An hour later, Rachel was clean, dressed, her blonde hair tied back, fed and walking down a street with a cup of coffee from the local coffee shop. She had decided to go to university as there was an important guest speaking in a lecture. She wasn't bothered by her birthday as much as she had James with her and he would always try and make it special.
"Excuse me ma'am." said a girl standing directly in front of her, almost in order to prevent Rachel from passing. The girl looked around the same age as Rachel, had dark hair that was tied in a bun, and a mole on the right side on her face between her nose and lips. The most distinctive features about this girl were the cockney accent and the Victorian dress.
"Sorry, did I bump into you?" asked Rachel looking bemused by the outfit the girl was wearing.
"Listen to me, you cannot go into university today."
"Why?" asked Rachel.
"You just can't okay ma'am?"
"Why are you calling me ma'am? And why are you dressed like a Victorian ma'am?"
"Just don't go ma'am. Promise you will not go to university please." The girl further insisted.
"I promise okay?"
She then ran away leaving a stunned Rachel. This was the last thing she expected. Seems like the world would collapse if she did go to university, or at least that is the implication the cockney girl was saying.
Never one to mess with fate, Rachel started walking in the opposite direction. Having her laptop with her, she could at least get some work done on her dissertation in the coffee shop.
Once Rachel had settled into her work and drank about two cups of coffee, she decided to call James so he wouldn't panic about where she was.
"Hey, you will not guess what happened to me this morning." said Rachel. "Some girl came up to me this morning and told me not to go to uni."
"Let me guess, you listened to her didn't you?"
"I don't know why but I felt as though something would go wrong if I did go. Almost as if reality would collapse in on itself. You hear about this sort of stuff. One decision by one-person could change the future, and that decision is usually a bloody big one."
"Rach you cannot run away when someone tells you not to go somewhere you need to go."
"Well, she looked sincere enough. She was a bit odd though. She looked as though she had just stepped out of either a Dickensian novel or something from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Also, I don't think I have ever heard such a strong cockney accent, even in the East end." Rachel turned her head towards the window for a second spotting a man in a squirrel costume running away from something, then something that looked like a baked potato running after it with a gun. Following was someone wearing what looked to be a funeral dress with a black veil. Finally, there was a girl in a long-sleeved shirt, trousers and a waistcoat. Just by chance, Rachel recognised the mole on the girl's face and so grabbed her laptop and ran out of the coffee shop.
"James I am going to have to call you back." said Rachel hanging up the phone. It wasn't hard to spot the four people running due to the unusual attire, so Rachel ran after them into an ally way.
"I'm sure that girl wasn't wearing that when I ran into her earlier. She might have changed but it's only been an hour." thought Rachel as she attempted to find the four people. "Why would they be chasing a person in a costume anyway?"
"Hold it there boy." said someone behind her. Rachel felt something warm on the back of her neck and slowly she turned her head ninety degrees clockwise and saw the baked potato person pointing a gun at her head.
"Crap."
There is more to come but this is mainly to establish the story. The Doctor comes soon as well as Clara.