Summary:Veronica Myers is a cynic. Even after the events that have spanned the past four years she is still sceptical of alien life. Between three quite obsessive neighbours who spend their lives watching the skies from the roof of her flat and stories of alien sightings and abductions appearing in every single newspaper, Veronica thinks that the world is going insane. Until one night she thinks she sees a strange blue box in the sky. Perhaps if she hadn't said anything she wouldn't have had a problem, but suddenly she is faced with repressed memories and the responsibility of saving the world.

Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction!! Of the Doctor Who variety anyways. This is set after series four and based around Christmas time, although I'm not planning this on being a kind of Xmas Special type thing, I just fancied using that time :p

Constructive criticism is more than welcome, and is actually encouraged, but if you feel the need to flame then at least don't hide behind a stupid Penname that proclaims you're the best writer in existence. Everyone on knows you're all just fat spotty kids with no friends :p And I always find it funny that the flamers don't have any stories of their own… hmmm… And if you do flame don't expect me to respond and/or care. It's not my fault you waste your lives by putting down others. That's all I will ever say on the matter :3 (if you hadn't noticed I feel strongly about flamers lol!)

Anywho, to the story :D New Torchwood with Micky Smith and Martha Jones is one thing included, also a very different Tenth Doctor. Maybe even (if I can fit it in) a return of a certain loudmouthed temp. Please read and review! Thanks! :D

1

Star Gazing

There was a noise. A weird noise. Kind of a humming, vibrating noise. It wasn't showing any sign of stopping.

Veronica Myers rolled over and pulled her pillow over her ears. She could still hear it. If anything, it was just getting louder. With a grunt, she groped around in the darkness, her hand falling upon her alarm clock. She squinted at it, the red LCD numbers stinging her eyes. Three-twenty am. She groped further until her hand finally landed on her phone and she pulled it beneath the duvet.

The bright light of the screen almost blinded her, but she made out a name.

'Oh, Jo what do you want?' she muttered groggily, but answered anyway.

'Veronica! What the hell were you doing? I thought you weren't going to answer!'

Veronica rolled on her back and rubbed her face. 'I was asleep. Because, you know, half three in the morning is usually sleeping-time.'

'It's half three? Oh right. Well, sorry but this is pretty important. I want you to come up to the roof.'

'The roof? What the hell?'

'Seriously, I'm up there now with Ben and Keira. You have to come up.'

Veronica pulled her duvet back over her head. 'Jo, you know for a fact that I'm at the library at eight in the morning. I'm too knackered to be sitting about with you crazy sods on the roof. Plus it's the middle of winter. We'll freeze to death.'

'Stop your whining and get your backside up here,' Jo replied. 'If you're not up here in ten minutes I'm going to come down and throw a bucket of water on you.'

Veronica hung up. She lay there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling before sighing viciously and kicking the blankets off her.

Five minutes later and she was pushing open the fire door that lead out onto the roof of her small block of flats. She was still in her pyjamas (her favourite blue ones with the little sheep all over) but she had pulled on her trainers and her thick khaki parka coat. As soon as she stepped outside she saw her breath coming out of her mouth and the cold sent a chill through her.

'This better be bloomin' good.' She mumbled in annoyance as she crossed the frosty ground to the four other people on the roof.

Jo was her best friend so she would be able to forgive her for dragging her up here, but Ben and Keira were nut jobs. They were into conspiracies and wouldn't even use a cash point because it meant the government would know exactly where they were at that exact moment. Even if the government were using cash cards to keep track of the general public, they wouldn't be interested in Ben and Keira.

'I was just about to come down and get you!' Jo beamed, her brown eyes wide and sparkling in the security light that was constantly on up here. Her black hair was tied back tightly and she was stood in a sleeping bag. Whatever they were doing up here they had been doing it for a while.

Ben and Keira hadn't even acknowledged her. They were huddled in front of a telescope, taking turns at peering into it and chattering quietly. Veronica went straight to Jo, not wanting either of them to acknowledge her.

'Come on then,' she sighed, shivering from the cold. 'What's so important?'

Jo pulled her arms out of the sleeping bag and grabbed Veronica's shoulders. She was grinning like a maniac. 'Veronica, you're not going to believe this, but…' She paused dramatically. 'But we think we've just found a spaceship.'

Veronica blinked at her. 'A spaceship.' She repeated, flatly.

Jo's eyes were practically glowing. She nodded vigorously. Before Veronica had the chance to say anything else she was being pulled towards the telescope by Ben.

'You'll believe it when you see it, trust me.' He told her. 'You'll have to.'

Jo hopped behind her in the sleeping bag and perched on a plastic garden chair. Ben sat Veronica down forcibly in front of the telescope.

'Um, are you sure there's not just something on the lens?' Veronica asked warily. She hated this kind of stuff. It only proved further that Ben and Keira were nutters. Jo was a nutter too, but only at night.

'Look and see.' Jo urged. 'Go on.'

Veronica wanted nothing more than to tell them all to bugger off and go back to bed, but she knew better than that. All three of them lived on the floor below her and she couldn't be bothered with the awkwardness that would follow if she ever ridiculed their belief in the extra-terrestrial. They constantly insisted they were open minded, but they were too stubborn in their own beliefs. Challenge them, and they would rather jump off a bridge than admit that there could be a slight possibility that they were wrong.

So to save the hassle, Veronica peered into the telescope. 'What am I meant to be looking at.' She said, not surprised at the fact.

'You should be able to see three stars,' Keira told her impatiently. 'Making a triangle. It's obvious. Those three stars are not part of the normal constellations. It's a spaceship.'

Veronica sighed and looked again. She saw the three stars, and nothing else. She started to insist they were just stars, but then she did see something. It was only for a moment and it could have even been her imagination. In fact, it probably was. She thought she had seen a blue box.

'They're just stars.' She insisted, moving back and standing up. 'Look, I admire your determination to find something out there and I'm happy to hear about what you've found but… well… I just don't want to hear about it at half three in the morning when I have to be at work in four and a half hours.'

Keira shook her head in disgust and look away. 'I told you, Jo. It's pointless showing her.'

Veronica rolled her eyes and looked towards her best friend, who looked dismayed. 'Sorry Jo,' she sighed. 'But I'm just too tired for this. You can tell me all about it tomorrow, okay?'

'You really think they're just stars?' Jo asked sadly.

Veronica paused. Had she seen something? No. It was just imagination. She shook her head and shrugged. 'Sorry.'

Jo sighed. 'Okay. Sorry about dragging you up here.'

Veronica smiled. 'It's okay.' She glanced back to Keira and Ben who were muttering quietly to each other again. 'I'll see you two later, okay?'

They didn't respond. She had gone back to not existing. She offered another apologetic smile to Jo, and then headed for the door. She hated disappointing Jo like that, but she didn't want to lie to her. How could she say she saw something in those stars when she didn't?

Didn't she?