AN:

For Annie, and my darling fanboy Alejo

Everything belongs to the BBC, not me. (Well, other than my entire plot line...)

Spoilers for Journey's end, and Exit wounds sweetie

ONLY THE PROLOGUE IS WHOVIAN, OTHERWISE THIS IS TORCHWOOD ONLY WITH A TOUCH OF MARTHA AND MICKEY

Completely disregards anything that happens in Torchwood after season/series two.

Prologue

(Featuring #10 in the TARDIS, right after dropping off Donna.)

"Oi."

The Doctor turned around to find a strange girl standing in his console room. She was still young, only appearing about 15.

"Hiya Doc." Her ascent wasn't local, in fact, it was rather American. Slightly reminding the Doctor of the Captain he had just seen walk away.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

The Doctor didn't bother asking more, for the answers to those questions could tell him all he needed to know then and there.

"I am the Dreamer, and I am here because someone close to you needs a happy ending. I need your help to allow them to achieve one, and you're the only one who can do so." The self proclaimed Dreamer's strong voice broke at her last word, her face contorting in pain.

The Doctor however, was just confused. So what to do, but go the Doctor way, well that's what he told himself.

"What?" See? The Doctor way.

"What are you?"

"A child of a rift in time. One that shouldn't be possible. And because of this, I adopted the Time Lord tradition of choosing a name. A promise to keep forever." The Dreamer told.

"Then what's your promise?" The Doctor tried.

"Happy endings. That's what real dreams are; happy endings. My promise is to forever uphold them." The determined glint in the girl's eyes showed the Doctor that she meant it. And he most definitely believed in what she spoke about.

"That's a good one. Now tell me why you're here." The Doctor said with a nod.

"I need you to go and find this thing called the 456. 10% of the world's children are in danger, Doc. I don't know where or when it is, but you have to trust me. For so many innocent lives sake, help me Doctor, please." Her brown eyes shown, making her red hair look brighter in the greenish glow.

"Why? What happens if I don't?" The Doctor asked, concerned despite his hardened voice.

"We'll never have never have met. And worse, that ten percent I spoke about, they will die. Do you really want that Doctor? Do you?" The Dreamer's hard face had such agony in its shadow, the Doctor knew he had to help.

"Then I promise, for your sake, and for the children of the earth, I will do everything in my power to stop this." The Time Lord agreed.

So the Dreamer ran up to him and hugged the Doctor.

In his ear she whispered, "See ya in hell."

And with that the Dreamer saluted the Doctor, then vanished.

Alas, the Doctor knew exactly who would say that to him.

AN: will be updated soon I hope, and comments are always loved. Other than negative ones, but I trust you my dear readers to not brake my heart with such hateful words. wow I'm cheesy tonight :)