Disclaimer - I don't own Doctor Who, the actors, the planets - anything. I borrowed the story idea though, from Sage1988. Nice person, thank you again for the idea.
A Time Lady Returns.
Sometimes she dreamt, dreamt of impossible things that, even during her time in Torchwood, was next to impossible.
She has a different face - short dark hair, Asiatic features, a bright sunshiny smile, 60s style clothes, she lives in a machine - No, a ship that can travel in time and space…
….she's walking home to, of all things, a scrap yard. Only in the scrap yard is a blue box, a blue box with the words " Police Public Call Box," she takes a key out of her pocket. Opening the door she steps inside and finds herself in a room which is Bigger on the inside that on the outside.
She doesn't understand it, but she does…..
…..she's holding the key in her hands, pleading, begging to be let back in but he, her grandfather doesn't listen and promises he'll return.
You watch, both hearts beating in agony as he leaves, as the TARDIS dematerialises. You walk away, dropping the TARDIS key on the ground as you walk away with a handsome, battered young man.
You know you'll never need it again….
….their dead….David and Grandfather are both dead….shot by the Master, a member of your own people. You've captured his TARDIS, learned how to control her. Now all you need to do is put it all behind you and make your own start in life…..
The war is going badly for the Time lords, far worse than most would be forced to admit. You fight on the frontlines, using the knowledge of your travels and your personal knowledge of the Daleks as a means to an end…..
The planet is dying, your body is next to shattered by the war and the artron energy released by the Eye of Harmony. Already you can feel the regeneration energy starting to course through your body, changing a small amount of it already.
You pilot the TARDIS, just as battered and damaged as you are, but she'll heal. Regenerate like you.
As you regenerate, you feel something on your head. It feels….No, you realise in panic as the energy reaches its end….just as the chameleon arch powers up and you feel 4 times more agony than you did when you regenerated…..
Gwen Cooper woke up, shaking from the dream - no, nightmare that she'd just had.
Shrugging it off, thinking it didn't matter she put on her clothes.
Another day at Torchwood.