Prologue – Yet Another New Companion
So, Amy left me. All alone. On the TARDIS. For him. That stupid human who has absolutely no idea what love is. Rory will never love Amy the way that I did. But, it was her choice, and I couldn't stop her. So, it is time for a new companion… or not. Maybe I'll just quit all this companion rubbish and get a nice plant or something. All they do is bring me heartache, so, what's the point?
I land the TARDIS back in one of my favorite time periods, the 1970's, and step out of my police box. I look like a nerdy professor in my suspenders, bowtie, and tweed jacket, and I really don't fit into the crowd. I am seriously debating whether or not this is a good idea. But, I just want to get my mind off of yet another ex-companion.
Los Angeles, California. A place where it is sunny all the time. Definitely a place to lift a heartbroken bloke's spirits.
So, now what do I do? I will do what I always do; go get chips. I start down the street, looking around at the palm trees and the cracked sidewalks. I sigh, and come across a park. I like parks. There are children everywhere, and guilt pulls at my heartstrings. I had a family once. But, that was a long time ago.
"Excuse me, sir," a little girl says, pulling at my jacket. "I like your bowtie."
I kneel down to her size and smile. "Why, thank you. I have a lot of bowties. They're my thing."
"You have a British accent," she says, tilting her head to the side. "And you look sad. Why are you sad, Mr. Bowtie?"
"Just call me Doctor," I reply. "What's your name?"
"Leslie, Doctor, but you didn't answer my question," Leslie looks straight at me. "In fact, you are avoiding my question. I don't know why, but I think I want to find out."
I look at her, amazed. And, just now, I think I've found my new companion.