Ok so this is quite possibly the most random story I have ever thought of. It just would'nt get out of my head so I wrote it down! I actually quite like it!

I've never written in first person before, but I think it's gone quite well.

If you guys like this I will write more. I'm pretty sure I could make a story out of this.

Disclaimer: Don't own Torchwood or any of its characters. The narrator is mine though :)

This by the way is set during the second series, after Something Borrowed and before the end of the series. Pretty much AU, seeing as the rest of the series won't happen in the story :) (well a bit might if I write more.)

My life has never been simple. Even the day I was born was pretty disastrous, the world was coming to an end (again) and my mother was stuck in the Torchwood Hub in labour. I think a part of her never forgave my father for that one, despite the fact it was not actually his fault the Rift had decided to split right open by its own accord. So, I was born in the Hub, whilst the Rift attempted to rip the universe in half. My father had returned after yet again saving the universe at the last second, to hear me cry for the first time. My Uncle Ianto had delivered me, and then the two of them took my mother and I to the hospital to make sure we were both ok. My mother had always tried to protect me from the world I had been born into. Having both my parents working for Torchwood made this quite difficult, because more often than not there was some kind of extra-terrestrial problems in Cardiff. So, one of my parents- mainly my father- was pretty much always at work. I have found out that more than once in my childhood my father had retconned me so I wouldn't remember some of the things I had seen. I'm glad they did things like that, so I could have as normal a childhood as possible.

All possibility of normality went out the window when I was 13 years old. That's when I first disappeared. I remember that it felt like I was on fire for what seemed like forever. It then stopped. I remember knowing I was still in Cardiff, but it looking completely different- older. I then heard voices behind me and I hid. I saw a tall man with big ears and an older man at the door of a funeral parlour, the door opened. On the other side was a woman who I first thought was my mother, but knew that wasn't right. She looked exactly like her, right down to the gap between her front teeth. I suddenly felt the burning again, and I was back in Cardiff bay as I had known it my whole life. Before I could figure out what was happening my mother was right there hugging me tightly and crying. My father did the same. I'd never seen him cry before. It turns out that I had been missing for three weeks. It made no sense to me; I had only been gone for a few minutes. I explained to my parents what I had seen, leaving out the part about the woman who looked like my mother. My father said he knew the man I had seen, and told me I needed to see a certain Doctor. I didn't know what he meant, but my mother seemed to. Before I met this Doctor, it happened again. This time I had no idea where I was, and it lasted longer. When I got home I had only been gone 2 days. My mother was freaked out nonetheless. That night I had heard her crying and my father comforting her, she was scared. So was he.

I met the Doctor soon after that. I instantly knew he was the same man I had seen, but with a different face. My father monitored the Rift activity of both moments I had disappeared and re-appeared, and showed them to the Doctor. The Rift activity was unusually high both times had I gone and come back. To see if it would happen again they did an experiment. Using the rift predictor they figured out when the next high activity was and hooked me up to some machines that tested me heart rate and blood pressure. Yet again I felt the burning and disappeared. On my return I watched the footage of what had happened. At the moment of high Rift activity my heart rate and blood pressure soared, and I started to glow, I then vanished. The Doctor had no idea what was happening. The best he could do was guess. He thought because I had been born in the height of extreme rift activity, right at the centre in the Hub I had somehow gained the ability to jump the rift during high activity. He thought it had started happening because I had started puberty and somehow the hormone changes started it happening. At first I had no control over it, and it was completely random. I know it hurt my mother, and she felt it was her fault, no matter how often my father told her that was rubbish.

I am now 18 years old, and I can mainly control the disappearances, the Doctor taught me how to, and I can stop them from happening. In fact, until today I hadn't been moved by the rift for two years. The main problem now is, I have to wait for major Rift activity to happen wherever I am taken. It has taken up to a month before. So, here I am in Cardiff 2008, two years before my birth, with no idea what to do. Although, I have figured I have been standing here too long thinking about it because I can see the Torchwood SUV pulling up near me. They would have detected the Rift spike that brought me here and would come to investigate. It is too late to run away now. As I see five very confused people looking at me whilst pointing guns I realise how much Torchwood will change in the next few years, and how this appearance of mine was not supposed to happen. Tosh and Owen are alive, the people who meant so much to my parents before my birth, and I think of how their deaths affected my mother. I look at my mother. Gwen Cooper. She looks younger but not too different- she is wearing wedding rings, different from the ones I'm used to looking at. This means she is still with her ex-husband. Then I look into my father's eyes, my eyes, and see no recognition at all. They obviously have no idea who I am. He finally speaks.

"Captain Jack Harkness," He says introducing himself. "This is Torchwood." He cocks his gun and points it at me "Now who the hell are you?"

My name is Amelia Lily Harkness, and my life just got a lot more complicated.

So what do you think?

It kind of came out of no where but I wuite like the idea. If I carried on Amelia would obviously be stuck in this time for a while, and Torchwood would have to learn to trust her. Will she be able to keep her identidy secret?

Please review :) It makes me happy

I'm moving out of my parents home this week- so If you want more of this I doubt it will be done before next Monday, but it wouldn't be long after that.

Love,

Vicky

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