My name is Annie Pond. I'm the daughter of Melody Pond and the Doctor. I'm the granddaughter of Rory Williams and Amelia Pond, and only my mother knows I exist. Now there's an explanation to that one. My father is the eleventh generation of the Doctor, and the next time she saw them all her parents were sent back in time by the weeping angels. She never had a chance to tell them about me.

Now, I have no idea in the slightest on how to find any of them, so I'm living my life as a normal human would, even though I have the powers of regeneration just like my parents. I've never had to use it before. I'm eighteen and my mother never came back from her last mission so I'm just assuming she didn't make it through. I'm a waitress at a coffee shop, and I'm just an ordinary girl, so they think around here.

My life has never actually been ordinary. I mean, how could it be? My mother is an archeologist from the future and my father is an alien. My room has so many galaxies and worlds painted inside it because my house adapts timelord technology and is bigger on the inside. My mother hand painted it starting when she learned she was to have a baby. I love it so much in there. She did everything she could possibly do for me, and in honor of her, I hope I find my father, the Doctor.

That Monday was like any other. Wake up at seven, shower, get ready for work, eat breakfast and rush out the door. It was an ordinary Monday, my least favorite day of the week. There was the normal traffic, and the normal customers at work. That is until he came in, dressed up in a bowtie and a fez, and I knew this was the day that my father would find out I exist.

He was sitting out on our veranda when I brought him his hot chocolate. He told me to sit down. "Are you from around here?"

I looked up at him, and studied his face, and realized how I had his hair but my mother's face. Thank god for that, that chin was a weapon. "Yeah, I was born and raised right here in Buffalo." My mother decided she wanted me to grow up in America for god knows what reason. "Why? Is there something you're looking for?"

"I'm looking for a woman. You look like her, that's all." He looked me up and down, and I see the realization that I could be his daughter because he was looking for my mom. "What's your name?"

"My name? Oh, I'm Annie Pond. I'm nothing special, you're definitely not looking for me."

"No, I'm looking for River Song."

"I don't know anybody by the name of River Song."

"But you're a Pond, surely you must know River."

"My mom never told me about a River Song. I don't think I've ever even heard that name before."

"Can you tell me about your mom?"

"Um sure. She's a scientist, she's always going places for work. She's a single mom, she never even told my dad about me. She's a lot of fun, and the best keeper of secrets. But most importantly, she's my best friend."

"And what's her name?"

I smile at him. "Her name is Melody Pond," I say with a laugh. "Why is she so important to you? You're looking for River Song."

"River has another name. The one her parents gave her, and the one the TARDIS gave her. Her parents named her Melody Pond. I'm looking for your mother, where is she?"

I look at the ground, holding back tears before I tell this man that I think she was dead. "Last time I saw her, she was going on an expedition to the library. She never came back, so something must have happened to her."

"How long has it been?"

"She left two years ago. I've been holding onto the hope that she ran into my father there, but that seems very unlikely the more the time goes by."

"Is there somewhere we could go to talk about this?"

"Does my house work?"