This had to have been the strangest, most realistic dream she had ever had.

She was on the run from alien fish disguised as vampires disguised as human royalty with an attractive man in a bow tie.

What the hell had she been drinking?!


Brycen Caine was normal. She'd always been normal. At least, that's what she thought.

She was smart, in her last year of college.

She loved people. As a psych major, that was a must.

She was pretty well known and loved. She had several friends.

She loved going out, she loved to party and have fun, but at the same time she could be serious and handle things that needed to be handled.

Up until this moment, she had only heard of Doctor Who.

Her best friend was a huge fan, and she humored her by watching some of the episodes with her. Half the time, she was only vaguely watching it, something might catch her eye, or she was interested in something happening, but for the most part, it was just a random British television show that wasn't anything special to her.

My God, how she wished she had paid more attention now.


She had just arrived home at her shared apartment, having been partying, and was halfway drunk.

She suddenly felt very warm.

She looked down at her hands.

"oh my God... am I...am I glowing?" she giggled to herself as she wiggled her fingers and twisted her hand.

She stumbled, still laughing, to her bedroom.

OKay, so maybe she was slightly more than halfway drunk.

She looked into the mirror and gasped.

It was as if an invisible breeze was blowing her hair around.

The golden glow encased her whole body.

Feeling light headed, she put a hand to her face, looking into the eyes of her reflection.

It winked! She winked! Her reflection winked, and she didn't.

She gasped as her eyes rolled backward and she promptly fell to ground as she passed out.


Her first thought as she came to was, 'Jesus, it's fucking dark in here.' She stretched out her arm for her phone, and felt a moment of panic when she felt a wall of some sort.

Then she realized that she was on her knees, and had been sleeping with her head resting on the side of the wall.

"what the fuck?" she whispered, she stretched her hands above her head, feeling another barrier.

The slight panic reached full capacity then, and she pushed hard on the barrier. Thanking God momentarily when it gave way, and she nearly scrambled onto her feet.

She realized three things then: she was in the mid thigh length slinky black dress she'd been wearing the night before; a large crowd of mostly men was standing around her; and she had obviously been pranked.

Her eyes were wide as she looked around her, amidst cheers, and then she noticed what she had popped out of: a cake.

"Bryce! Glad you could make it, love" she heard an excited male voice call out. She looked next to her. A man in a bow tie, who looked really familiar, had already popped out of a cake next to her.

"What?" she asked confused, "where the hell am I? Who the hell are you? Oh I'm going to kill Ramage" she muttered looking around.

She missed his eyes furrowing in confusion.

It was like she didn't even know who he was, he thought to himself, hmph, as if she could ever forget him. He thought with a smug grin.

"Bryce?" a young man, who also looked familiar asked with a confused look on his face.

"Yes, yes, Bryce has joined us. Now, Rory, let's talk about your fiance." the man in the bow tie continued, bringing the attention off of the young woman who looked very confused, next to him.

Bryce stood there in shock as she looked around, trying to find the friend she knew had set her up.

"She tried to kiss me" the man in the bow tie continued, amidst the other guys shocked mutterings, and apparently, this Rory guy's face falling.

"dude... " she shocking exclaimed.

He looked over at her, brows furrowed again, "dude?" he mouthed, confused.

She shrugged, as she attempted to climb out of the cake.

Her short legs did not make this easy.

"tell you what though, you're a lucky man, she's a great kisser" the mutterings increased and the awkward silence was broken by a feminine, "argh!"

Bryce, trying to get out of the cake, had promptly fallen out of it.

"not as good as my Bryce, but pretty good" the man clearly had mistaken the reason for her falling.

He thought it was because she was offended or hurt, but really it was because she had just fallen on her face.

The man called Rory had lunged forward to help his friend up, not that she knew they were friends, yet.

"dude, you really suck at giving speeches" she said as she straightened out her dress.

He frowned again, "why do you keep calling me dude? and yes, I know. It's funny how you can say something in your head and it sounds fine" he said tapping his head.

she rolled her eyes, "whatevs, man, someone tell me where Ramage is so I can kill her for this. How she did it without waking me up I have no idea... Oi! guy! get me a beer, please! I definitely deserve it after this" she said as she walked towards the little bar, getting away from this whole situation.

She didn't notice Rory and the man exchange confused glances. Rory's a bit more wary.

"Bryce? Where are you going, love?" the bow tie man asked, as Rory gave a hasty explanation to his friends before following the doctor.

"I did not realize there were so many British people here. Where are we? I've never been to this bar before... and where the hell is Ramage?!" she asked looking around for the friend she knew was here.

She felt a hand on her shoulder, and turned around.

Whoever this guy was, was a serious cutie, but a bow tie? really? and why did he look so familiar?
"where did you come from?" the man asked a concerned look on his face.

she giggled, "I was in my apartment. Ramage must have brought me here as a prank. I have to admit. the whole "pop out of the cake" thing was genius" she said, her giggles dying as his face showed no understanding.

"Doctor, what's wrong with Bryce?" the man, Rory asked coming up to them.

"Doctor? Doctor who?" she asked, and then broke into more giggles, apparently she was still a bit drunk, "oh, wait a minute! You're doctor who! or, um... the doctor.. yea, that's it! God, Ramage went all the way this time didn't she. Where did she find you? you look like the real thing!"

The doctor and Rory exchanged looks. Rory confused, but the doctor suddenly realized that this must have been Bryce's first jump.

"Bryce, darling, I AM the doctor. The real doctor" he explained slowly. In their previous times together. Bryce had explained what/why/how she knew him.

"haha, you're hilarious, handsome, where's your blue box.. ship.. thing" she trailed off not knowing exactly what she was talking about.

"the TARDIS? you really didn't pay attention, did you" he muttered half to himself, "my...um... ship... as you call it, is called the Tardis. I'm the Doctor. that's Rory, and you're friend... um.."

"Ramage" she supplied.

"yes, Ramage, is not here. You're in England. 2010"

"oh yea? then prove it" she rolled her eyes at him, moving to get the beer a young man had offered her.

The doctor frowned and plucked it from her fingers.

"I don't think you need anymore of that" he said handing it back to the man, "off you go" he said a bit more harshly than intended, especially at the way he was eyeing his... Bryce.

"Oh that wasn't nice" Bryce pouted.

It took every amount of self control he possessed to not take that bottom lip between his teeth and snog her senseless.

"come on, Rory, let's prove to Bryce that this is indeed not a prank" he said with a smile as he grabbed Bryce's hand and walked her outside towards the TARDIS.

That was the moment she convinced herself that this was a dream. Not a prank, but a dream.

"oh geez... so Ramage didn't do this?" she asked/stated.

The Doctor shook his head, "nope"

"so I'm dreaming..." she said resigned.

"no.." the Doctor drew out.

"oh come on. I have to be dreaming. Have to admit that this is pretty vivid. Even by my standards. Well... come on then, Doctor, isn't their an adventure to be had" she said more cheerfully than he expected as she opened the door and bounced in.

The doctor sighed, rubbing his head.

"come on, Rory, you're fiance awaits you" he said forcing a smile as he practically pushed Rory inside.

"you! I know you! you're the girl who..." a hand clamped over her mouth.

Amy looked pleasantly surprised to see the girl who had quickly become her best friend in their travels.

Rather than be deterred, Bryce licked the doctor's hand. then shot him a smile at his surprised look as he snatched away his hand.

"This is Bryce's first time meeting everyone. She's convinced herself it's a dream" he said to Amy and Rory.

"because it is a dream, silly, apparently my roommate was watching Doctor Who while I went to sleep.. or passed out... whichever" she shrugged.

"mmhmm... Amy, you and Rory need to chat, I need to... do something. Bryce, would you like to.. change clothes?" the Doctor asked while Amy and Rory went off to chat.

"what? why? what's wrong with this?" she asked with a frown looking at her dress, she thought she looked rather good.

"yes, well, it's just.. a tad revealing isn't it?" he asked pink tinging his cheeks.

"it's my dream, Doctor" she emphasized the doctor, "I think I look rather hot"

"you do, that's the problem" he muttered.

"you know, most of the time when I have dreams that involve a cute man, they're trying to get me OUT of my clothes rather than into some MORE clothes" she said quirking an eyebrow.

He shook his head at the thought, she didn't know.. anything, yet.

"yes, well, this adventure won't be any fun if you're worried about showing your knickers the whole time now will it" he said trying a different tactic.

"hm, good point, I suppose." she conceded, then looked around, "wow, this is... it's..." she started, it might be a dream, but my gosh, this was amazing. Maybe her sub-conscious had been paying more attention than she realized.

"it's bigger on the inside" the Doctor said beaming.

"I was going to say beautiful" she said walking towards a corridor.

the Doctor smiled at his... Bryce.

"Amy Pond! could you show Bryce to ou..her room, please?" he said with enthusiasm as he began messing with something on the console.

"sure" Amy said walking towards Bryce, unsure how to go about this if Bryce didn't know who she was.

"you're so gorgeous" Bryce said as she looked at the girl.

Amy looked pleasantly surprised, "oh, um, thank you. So do you, you always do" she said with a smile.

"Wow, my subconscious is really arrogant, isn't it" Bryce muttered.

"you still believe this is a dream, then?"

"of course, I mean... what else could it be..." she said rolling her eyes.

"oh Bryce, you always are so stubborn" Amy said shaking her head as she opened a door, "and this is your room"

Bryce looked around, it was very.. her.

Modern chic, various shades of purple and dark wood.

"beautiful" she whispered, "I have to remember this so I can redecorate my room at home"

"when you open the door, just tell the TARDIS where you want to be." Amy said grinning at her friend.

"thanks, Amy" she said smiling back at her as the girl shut the door. Then frowning at the instructions.

She opened up the closet. Stunned to find various time period items of clothing, along with modern ones as well.

She jumped startled when she heard a hum reverberate through the room. A pleased hum?
"I love it" she whispered as if answering the hum.

"oh my God, I'm crazy in my dreams" she said to her self a little concerned.

A stubborn, upset hum reverberated.

"Sorry! it's just.. this is nuts. I've never had dreams this vivid before" she said as she fingered various pieces of clothing.

A sad hum resounded, and Bryce didn't have a reply.


"she really doesn't know who any of us are? what any of this is?" Rory asked the doctor as he fiddled around on the console.

"apparently not. To her it's just a dream. This must be very very early for her." he said remembering the times in the past when she spoke of how she had believed it was a dream.

"this is.. .confusing" Rory said a little resigned.

"yes.. it is" he said furrowing his brows.


Bryce changed fairly quickly, considering she was surrounded by amazing pieces of fashion.

She now wore a loose pale yellow halter dress with a pair of tan flat ankle boots.

She pulled her hair into a loose braid and exited the room.

Bryce didn't know it now, but she was always wearing dresses. This one was just slightly less practical than most.

she was beaming as she practically skipped to the console room.

She saw the Doctor sitting in some kind of swing thing, wearing goggles, messing with something that was sparking.

She heard that disapproving hum, and shook her head.

Amy had found Rory and the two were sitting awkwardly next to each other.

"welcome back, Brycen! That is..." he had started while not looking at her, but when he saw her again his face took on an indecipherable look, wanting/exasperated, and a large spark suddenly erupted causing them all to jump.

"it's meant to do that!" he shouted.

at the TARDIS' disapproving hum, Bryce shook her head with a raised eyebrow, "no, it's really not"

"that is not what I meant when I said less revealing" he half sighed. Her defiance was a common occurrence.

"oh, shut up. My dream, remember. I'm cute and comfortable! See.. Flats!" she said raising her knee to show her shoes.

He swallowed thickly and quickly looked away.

"right.. right! I was just telling Amy and Rory to pick a destination. This is their wedding present" he said proudly as he removed his goggles and hopped down, walking around the room proudly.

Bryce looked at the couple. Neither looked to pleased, but she suspected for different reasons.

"I know it's a lot to take in, a tiny box.. huge room.. let me explain it's..."

"another dimension." Rory interjected.

"basically another dimension" the doctor said as he walked up to Rory. disappointed that the young man already knew.

Rory explained how he knew because he'd been reading up on the latest scientific theories.

"I like the bit where someone says, 'it's bigger on the inside'" he said in a flat tone, right in front of Rory.

"I didn't say that.." Bryce muttered, trying to diffuse the tension. Weren't dreams supposed to be happy?

"yes, but you are different! You're Bryce" the doctor's demeanor changed so quickly to happy that she was afraid she'd have whiplash.

"so this date. I'm kind of done with running down corridors" Amy said as she circled the console.

the doctor had come to stand by Bryce, trying to not look at her bare, tan shoulders, or put an arm around her waist, as she looked around in awe.

"what do you think, Rory?" Amy asked.

"how about somewhere... romantic?" the doctor asked as he pulled a lever.

Amy and Rory braced themselves as the box began shaking.

Bryce, gasped, as she nearly fell, before the doctor pulled her in front of him. Bracing his hand on the console, he boxed her in, to keep her from falling.

Her tiny manicured hands clutched his.

"it's alright, I've got you" he murmured in her ear.

Pleased when he received a slight tremor in response.


A/N: I wanted to do something different than the usual "Whovian sucked into the Doctor Who-verse"!

Let me know what you think. I am open to any and all suggestions/thoughts/comments/concerns!