Magella is 20
Magella knew her at once, she hadn't been sure if she would. She was standing just across the street, her face reflected in the window of the shop she was peering into.
She had been dreaming about this very meeting for years, but the closer she drew to the woman the louder her heart pounded and the more her legs threatened to give out, "Rose?" The woman turned to her, hand resting on the pregnant swell of her belly. "Rose Tyler?"
The woman didn't seem particularly patient or happy to be approached on the street, "Yeah? What is it?"
"Hi, I just-" The words she had so carefully planned escaped her, "hi."
Rose offered a tight and uncomfortable smile. "Hello." She moved to turn away and Magella caught her sleeve.
"No wait, I- I travel with the Doctor." Something briefly flickered in those chocolate eyes and they darted about the street; grateful for the reprieve, Magella pushed on, "He sent me." The lie tumbled out without warning though she was certain he would have had he thought about it.
"The Doctor?"
"Yeah."
"You mean the actual Doctor."
Magella wasn't sure what she meant, "Umm yeah, blue box, bigger on the inside."
Rose nodded seriously before lowering her voice dramatically, "We can't talk here, c'mon." Magella let the woman pull her down a nearby alley. "So d'you have a name?"
"Oh, um yeah, it's Maggie…" She grinned shyly, "It's short for Magella."
"And you travel with the Doctor?" Rose still sounded skeptical at best, but at least she was smiling again.
"Yeah."
"Yeah?" Rose echoed with an odd little laugh, still holding onto Magella's wrist. Suddenly she twisted hard, pinning Magella's arm behind her back and pressing something hard and cool to the touch into Magella's side, right below her ribs. The voice was very close to her ear, "Right, now, Maggie, do you know what this is?" She nudged her a bit harder, "It's a bit of alien tech. Works like a gun, but it does so much more, just found a new setting on it this morning. Don't know what it does yet, but I would love to find out, so I would start talking if I were you, why don't you start by telling me who you really are?"
"I" Magella yelped as her wrist was twisted further.
"Or how about who you work for? The government? Some new branch?"
"I'm not working for anyone! Honest!"
"Then how do you know about the Doctor?"
"I told you, I travel with him!"
"Oh, right, companion of the Doctor just larkin' about and happens to find me… I don't see your precious Doctor here anywhere."
"He's-" Magella faltered, the Doctor didn't even know where she was.
"Wrong answer." She heard a click reminisce of the cocking of a gun
"I'm your daughter! You grew up in London at the Powell Estates with my grandmother Jackie Tyler, your best friend is Mickey Smith, and one day you met a time lord and you ran away with him. He called himself the Doctor and you went on fantastic adventures together until you got trapped on a parallel universe, trapped here." The pressure in her side suddenly lessened, and the grip on her wrist loosened enough for Magella to squirm away and turn, facing the other once more. She drew in a ragged breath, "My name is Magella Arkytior Smith, I'm twenty years old, I travel with the Doctor through space and time in a blue box called the TARDIS, I'm your daughter."
Rose looked shocked and slightly horrified, "No, you're not. I don't believe you." She nudged at her shoulder with the gun.
"Please." Maggie raised her hands beseeching the woman to listen.
"Prove it."
Magella slipped a hand into her pocket and pulled out a tarnished necklace.
She watched as recognition flickered in her eyes and her hand fluttered up to her neck where an identical heart shaped locket hung from a thin chain, "That's mine" Rose stated suspiciously,
Magella allowed it to puddle into Rose's outstretched hand. "I know."
Rose traced her thumb over the intricate circular inscriptions, "how did you get it?"
"I told you, I'm your daughter."
Rose still looked vaguely shell-shocked, but she nodded anyways, handing it back to the girl her hands moving back to rest on her stomach.
