Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or BBC. Sad but true. :)
Memories
You wouldn't believe me if I told you. I didn't believe it at first, either. But it's true. It's all true.
It started when I was but a little girl. The dreams. The visions. I had thought myself to be an ordinary child up until then. But on that first, fateful day, I saw him. Him and his blue box. And then it disappeared, with him back inside it, fading in and out of existence until finally, it vanished.
I never forgot the incident, not over ten years. How could I? The day I saw him was the day that the dreams started coming. Every night, the nightmares. And the awful sense of waiting, waiting for something unknown. Every night, for ten years.
Ten years from that very day, I met him face to face. Him and his human companion. That was the day that I met the Doctor and his TARDIS.
I am the Healer, formerly known as Jackie Hayward, formerly known as Jenny.
Well, sort of.
Hey, people! This is my first fanfiction, and I'd really appreciate reviews/tips. Thanks for reading! :)