Hello again to all old readers, or new readers, I hope you enjoy this sequel to 'Time Leap' that you all asked for! It's not an incredibly long chapter since it's sort of an introductory back into the story. If you haven't already read Time Leap I suggest doing so otherwise you may have no clue about what the hell is going on xD As said in my update, the first few chapters are going to be pretty much Loki-centric but there will be Doctor intcerpts so don't worry! I hope you enjoy this, please send me a review, they are greatly appreciated!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC, Loki...

From Leaps to Greater Bounds

Chapter One

-A New Story Begins with a Twist-

It had been barely been an hour since she had arrived. One long hour for one particular person. She walked the streets of 'merry old London', the winter weather not helping in the slightest, almost dragging her feet through the snow as if they were too heavy for her to lift. Most humans that bustled by, wrapped warmly in their many layers, barely glanced at her despite what an oddity she really was. From her long white hair and her usually bright blue eyes to her clothing that looked like it would hardly keep her warm and yet she seemed fine. Fine with the cold, that is, not with her current situation.

Loki, one of the last two Time Lords, wandered the cold, dark streets looking every part the lost person far away from home. Even though it was Christmas, one thing that would usually cheer her up, nothing seemed to bring back the light to her eyes. It had been an hour since she had been left on Earth by the Doctor. She had spent several long moments pacing, saying to herself that she understood why he had asked her to wait for him. He didn't want to hurt her accidentally with his regeneration…and he had asked her to wait for him. So obviously he meant to return, right? And yet an hour had passed, a long time for a time traveller - too long in fact – and the TARDIS had not appeared. She continued to remind herself that he wasn't exactly perfect when it came to timing and it wouldn't surprise her should he miss the date she had been left in. But there was nothing. No whirring of the TARDIS, not even a bleep from her vortex manipulator.

True, she could have used her vortex manipulator to leave Earth but there were several reasons why she couldn't. One was that she couldn't lock onto the TARDIS's signal meaning she would not be able to follow his path through the time vortex. Another being that he had asked her to wait, and although it was killing her, she argued with herself that he would come back for her. But there was one good thing it had given her. Time to think.

Sitting herself down in a small, nondescript café that was open despite it being Christmas, Loki smiled slightly up at the waitress, ordering a cup of tea. Clasping her hands in front of her, Loki sat there simply staring at her hands despite the tea that was delivered to her table, steadily growing colder from lack of attention. So much had happened and only now was it really hitting her. Her father was gone, dead again, but this time it had a sort of 'finale' feeling to it. And all she had left of him was the ring still safely in her chest pocket, it had a strange warm feeling to her, like he had left it there on purpose, his final words ringing in her ears.

"…what really pissed me off was that you used my daughter!"

Maybe he really had cared about her in the end, the sad surprise in his eyes as she turned the Doctor's gun on him and then the flicker of a smile as she yelled at him to move. Now Loki knew exactly what she had felt when she had felt her father's return; relief. Even though she knew his return would mean nothing good, she had missed him and in the back of her hearts, wished he could have been there with them. Been there for her wedding to give her hand to the Doctor.

And that opened up a whole new world of thought to her. The Doctor had left her, asked her to wait for him, and the last she had seen of him had been in the beginning of his regeneration cycle. He had been going to see Rose one last time and the pained look in his eyes had been there for more than one reason. She had wanted nothing more than to hold him in her arms and not let go but he had pushed her away. But was it really for her own safety? She had practically felt him change, the man she had found and fallen in love with again, had died and been replaced by another. But he was still her Doctor, her Theta, her husband. He had not looked at her differently when she had regenerated back when they were travelling with Martha, so why would she now? She had seen him regenerate several times over their lifetime after all.

"Doctor, promise me you're coming back. Promise me, Theta!"

A tap on her shoulder startled her, looking up at the waitress who looked somewhat weary, pointed to the clock over her shoulder.

"I'm sorry but we're closing now."

How long had she been sat there in her thoughts? Loki nodded in understanding, paying for the tea she hadn't even touched before heading back out onto the cold streets. It must have been almost midnight by now. Part of her wanted to call up Jack even if it was to just hear a familiar voice, but part of her also wanted to be alone, not really wanting to handle all the questions she would get from her friends. Pulling the scarf closer around her neck, Loki sighed heavily, eyes turned down not really caring or seeing where she was going.

The TARDIS spun through space, heading towards the great emerald and sapphire planet known as Earth, flames seeping from its crevices. It jerked this way and that on an obvious crash path with the planet it usually visited. Inside the flaming time machine, the golden light had finally dimmed leaving behind the stumbling Time Lord who pulled himself to his feet with wide eyes. He quickly checked himself over, balancing on the spot as he checked that all limbs were accounted for.

"Legs, I've still got legs, good. Arms, hands, ooh, fingers, lots of fingers. Ears, yes, eyes too. Nose, I've had worse. Chin, blimey. Hair..." he ran his fingers through his mop of brunette hair, his voice almost breaking in a squeak as he spoke again, "I'm a girl! No, no! I'm not a girl. I'm still not ginger. There's something else, there's something important. I'm, I'm, I'm..." several parts around the TARDIS mainframe exploded making him laugh, "Ha! Crashing!"

He grabbed onto the mainframe to keep himself steady as the flaming time machine headed straight for Earth.

"Ha-ha! Woohoohoo! Ah! Geronimo!"

Somehow, detailing the landing of the TARDIS as a 'crash' seemed to be putting it too lightly. It was definitely one of his worst landings as the TARDIS hit the ground, smashing a small shed beneath it and killing several flowerbeds, but the blue police box had landed on its back sending the Doctor falling through the open doors and straight into the library…and the swimming pool. He had a funny feeling the TARDIS had done that on purpose.

"Thanks for that! Just what I needed!" he pulled himself out, letting out a sound of joy at the sight of a nearby rope and grappling hook.

Perfect.

'You better go pick up beloved Loki soon or I will be the least of your worries,' the TARDIS replied strictly in his mind, making the newly regenerated man cringe.

"I will, I will," before he swung the hook over his head and up through the doors with a grin, pulling himself up floor by floor until he finally reached the TARDIS's front doors.

Cool night air hit him but despite his soaked form he didn't care, looking down into the steaming TARDIS with a whistle before glancing around.

"Ah…" he said slowly, "somehow I don't think this is London…whoops!" but as he spotted the small, ginger girl stood staring up at him curiously his priorities suddenly shifted as he felt something strange from the house behind her.

'Sorry Loki, just wait a bit longer.'

"Are you alright?" the girl asked innocently as the Doctor beamed, dropping down in front of her.

"Oh yes, just had a bit of a fall. All the way back to the library too!"

"You're soaking wet," she eyed him up disbelievingly.

"I was in the swimming pool," he chuckled as if it was obvious.

"You just said you were in the library."

"So was the swimming pool."

It was lucky really that she had thought to buy a house in London back when she had been stranded there for two weeks, waiting for the Doctor to drop by while she posed as Zera. Ironic that she would be in the same position once again. Of course it had been purchased on Jack's money – she swore the man had more money than the royal family! – a small house that she had barely spent any time in. It felt constricting trying to live as a human but she had managed last time. But then again last time she hadn't felt like she had both her hearts torn out, feeling cut off from time and space for once in her life. The bond between Time Lords was not to be taken lightly and with such distance between them after strengthening their bond, she felt an inch from falling into a darkness she didn't want to return to.

Pulling out the keys from her pocket, she stared at the TARDIS key that adorned the metal ring for a moment but there was no response from it. Sighing, she unlocked the front door and flicked on the lights. The place was cluttered to say the least, exactly how she had left it, things from all over the universe making up part of the clutter. Things she had picked up on her travels that she had managed to save from before the Time War, or what she had found afterwards. Darting past everything she dropped onto the only thing that wasn't covered in things; the sofa. Laying back onto the soft sofa, she stared up at the ceiling but knew she would not sleep, her mind was too active to even think about sleeping. Instead she settled back into her silent contemplation, hoping that the Doctor really would return.

"Cosy place you have here. Could be cleaner though."

Loki's eyes widened before she was on her feet, one hand on the sofa as if to keep herself standing. The person stood there was clad in a long dark cloak that seemed to swallow their form up, only the eerie voice that came from the hood hinted at the masculine figure.

"Who are you?" she asked with narrowed eyes, not at all liking the strange, familiar feeling she felt from him, "and why are you here?"

"It does not matter who I am, but as to why I am here," he took a step towards her but she refused to take a step back despite her wariness, "I am here because we need you, daughter of Time."

That didn't sound very promising, "what do you need me for?"

"You will kill the Doctor."

TO BE CONTINUED…