A/N: So this originally started out as a random word from the first letter of the alphabet challenge, and I wasn't planning on posting this, but I figure since I've put the time in I might as well let others read it. I REALIZE IT IS HORRIBLE, but of you review, please be gentle! Thanks for clicking on this.

A is for Abyss

Everyone said I was crazy for following a complete strange through time and space, that I would regret it the rest of my life, regret being taken away from home, friends and family, but what they didn't understand is that I would have regretted not going. Leaving to go with the Doctor was the greatest thing I could have done, so many adventures and seeing things that people only dreamed about, but never got to reach out and touch. I witnessed the surrender at Appomattox, the treaty of Versailles being signed, I help prevent many international wars, why would I ever give any of that up just to sit at home and wonder just what I was going to wear the next morning. Why give up all the people I met and the lives I was saving and even shaping with just my presence in these places, why give up, what I considered the best job in the world.

Any normal person wouldn't randomly be contemplating about why exactly they had made the choices they did, but when one is on the edge of a cliff staring down at a never ending abyss, one tends to think about how they got there.

"Doctor, how exactly are we going to get out of here?" I questioned mentally telling myself over and over again not to look down. I wasn't afraid of heights, but when you know for certain that there is no end in sight to said abyss, one questions whether that would make you afraid of heights.

"Working on it" I watched the Doctor as he fiddled with his sonic screwdriver. I leaned up against the cliff we were standing on and focused on my breathing and the sonic sound of the Doctor's device.

"It's not working" He almost sang in frustration. He studied the cliff face and then glared at his screwdriver. I had to hold in my laughter as he continued to look from the cliff to his screwdriver and then arch his left eyebrow in frustration.

"I'm not sure that is going to be much help, rock don't really have locks and such" I looked over at him and he glanced in my direction and gave me a brilliant smile before going back to his work, "And what exactly was that smile for?" I question afraid of what he was concocting over there.

"The thing is, this is not a cliff, we aren't standing on anything actually, we are floating, floating like birds on a breeze, this is all an illusion, though you would still die if you stepped off, but all an illusion" He trailed off on his last few words as he continued to find a way out of this 'illusion' that we were trapped in.

"An illusion, how is that possible, if we were floating wouldn't we feel like we were you know floating" I turned my body the best I could on the small 'cliff side' we were on and focused all of my attention on the doctor.

"The Bassyic are well known for their cliff illusions, it is their prison, thought I can't think of a single thing I did to anger them, must have been you" He nonchalantly chattered on as I rolled my eyes at his accusation.

"Oh yes, the Doctor can do no wrong, but if something goes wrong Rose must have done it" I groaned and rolled my eyes once again.

"Precisely!" He exclaimed and I almost went falling forward at the suddenness of his loud voice.

"What?" I asked and he ignored me and fiddled with his screwdriver. It was just like the Doctor to randomly yell for no reason and then concentrate on something entirely different, but sometimes I wished he would stay on topic and not freak out at random intervals. I sighed to myself at the thought, but I suppose if he didn't do those things he wouldn't be the Doctor.

"Would ya hurry it up over there" I grumbled getting tired of this fake cliff and the fake abyss that continued to threaten me. Suddenly there was a very loud crumbling sound and I glanced around to see just what had happened and couldn't find anything out of place. I didn't think anything of it and continued to let the Doctor work on our escape plan, but it wasn't until I felt my feet slowly being pushed away from the cliff that I realized what the crumbling noise was.

"Um, Doctor, the cliff edge" I looked down and it was getting smaller and smaller beneath my feet.

"Is getting smaller yes, I'm working on that too" He continued to use his screwdriver as he shuffled along the cliff side.

"Doctor, it's getting to be really hard to stand on here" I informed him and he glanced at me quickly.

"Ah, found it" He looked back when the cliff side made a very odd noise and proceeded to move his screwdriver around the area.

"Why did it have to be a great abyss" I grumbled under my breath and I looked down into the never ending darkness. If I was going to die, this wasn't all that bad of a way to go, granted no one would know I died, and maybe it wouldn't be the best to die by illusion.

"The Bassyics, their name is partly an anagram for Abyss, they have a strange allure to using them, this is the first time I've seen one, it's quite impressive" I listened to the Doctor's voice as I continued to look down at the deep space that was soon to consume me.

"Can we admire their handy work when I'm not about to fall to my death, thanks appreciate it" I looked over to where the Doctor had been and was confused when he was no longer standing there.

"Well, are you coming?" He popped his head out of the cliff and looked at me with wide eyes and a small smirk on his face. I shook my head at the audacity of the Doctor and slowly made my way to the opening. I was just about to step into the opening in the cliff when the small ledge I had been standing on finally disappeared from beneath my feet and I started to fall. I closed my eyes and just waited for some sort of impact, but when I opened my eyes I was shocked to be sitting on a hard floor and unscathed.

"Well, that was easier than it looked" I looked to the left to see the Doctor standing in front of a very broken piece of equipment and admiring his handy work, "So, are you ready to be on our way, they will not be too happy that I smashed their illusioner, illusionist, illusion maker, not sure what they call this thing" He pondered for a few moments.

"Well whatever they called it, it's smashed and for good reasons" I stood up and started to walk out of the room we had ended up in.

"Halt!" A Bassyic held out his jagged hand signaling for me to stop, "Once again you have disgraced our planet, death you two will be sentenced to" He spoke again and the rustic sound of his voice reminded me of two rocks rubbing together and it gave me the chills.

"I believe, we can't stay for that, we really should be on our way" The Doctor looked around the room as if he was making sure he grabbed everything we had come with.

"No argument, death" The Bassyic showed no expression as I reached out for me, I dodged it hand, but when I looked closely at the skin it looked almost like rock, these people had some serious obsessions with cliffs and abyss'. As I looked up into the orange eyes of my assailant I was almost hypnotized by the strangeness of the face and how it portrayed no emotions. Before the Bassyic could regain its' composure and reach for me again, the Doctor crouched down beside me and laced his fingers with mine.

"Run!" He exclaimed and the next thing I knew my legs were hauling me up from my previous crouched position and were hurling me forward and the Doctor and I started to run. I couldn't help but smile at the familiarity of such an action, it never failed that every time the Doctor and I went on an adventure, it always ended with us running away from something. We finally stopped running and everything seemed fine, that was until we were some how surrounded by Bassyics with no chance of escaping.

"You and your puny human have been charged with disgracing the rocks of Bassy and destroying out illusioneer" The king of the Bassyics bellowed as he approached us.

"Illusioneer, that's what it's called" The Doctor mentally kicked himself as he finally figured out what the contraption that he had destroyed was called.

"How do you plead?" The King asked and for a second I thought that if we said not guilty he would wave his hand and we would be set free, but nothing was ever that simple.

"Not guilty" The Doctor shrugged offsetting his head and seemed to be trying to read the expressions of the people encircling us.

"Overruled, guilty!" The king bellowed and his soldiers started marching in towards us.

"Oi!" The Doctor yelled, "What kind of a system is this, that is no proper trial, where are my peers, you must find humans and time lords, before you can prosecute us, and as I am the last of the time lords, this trial cannot happen, so I demand you let us go" The Doctor had stepped forward and was slowly approaching the King as he went on his rant of a speech. I smirked as I watched the man in front of me plead for not only his own life, but mine as well, he was so charismatic and odd, that it was strange for anyone to actually tell him no, and most of the time when told no the Doctor just got angry. The king continued to sit there perplexed by the argument the Doctor had brought up and the Doctor took this as a defeat and pivoted on his heel and turned to face me.

"This way Rose" He held out his hand to me and I looked to my left and then to my right and didn't see any movements coming from the soldiers around me. After reassuring myself that I wasn't going to be attacked as soon as I took a step I rushed over to the Doctor and grabbed his hand.

"You really should evolve and invent emotions, and honestly a better name for your illusion machine" The Doctor spoke to the King as I walked a little ahead of him and stopped waiting for him to catch up. We walked hand in hand as we made our way back to the TARDIS and I finally heaved a sigh of relief as we were finally safe from immanent danger. The Doctor finally let go of my hand to take out the TARDIS key and fiddled with the hole in the door and I swept my eyes across our surroundings just in case. As soon as the Doctor had the door to the TARDIS unlocked and open I rushed in and took a deep breath, smelling the scent of what I considered my home. I sighed softly to myself as I sat down on the chair that sat just off of the control panel and looked around the bigger on the inside spaceship. My eyes slithered over every inch of the room before finally landing on the captain of it all as he spun dials and flipped switches on the control panel. I would be lying to myself if I said he wasn't one of the reasons I stuck around all this time. I would also be lying to myself if I said that I didn't instantly fall in love with everything that was the Doctor, he was so mysterious and eccentric.

"Past, present, future?" The Doctor turned around and asked me and I had to break the concentration on my feelings for him that I had focused on.

"Surprise me" I smirked and he arched his left eyebrow and scanned me with his wide eyes and the crazy gaze that was being reflected back at be through my eyes made me bubbly inside and I knew right then, some people may think I'm crazy for going on adventures with such a strange man, but I wouldn't trade 51 billion years of life, if it meant I would never meet the man looking at me the way he was right then.

A/N: Again sorry it sucks, but there it is, hope if you did read you didn't hate it too much, don't think a lot of Doctor Who fics and such will be in my future, but you never know.