As the young Time Lord dreamed his mind cast itself back into distant memory of the life he had once had, the people he had once known and the terrible circumstances which once conspired against him. One-hundred years before his journey began.

In this memory the orphaned Time Lord napped in the chair beside his TARDIS console thinking of all those who he had known departed; claimed by the raging Time War. A ring, which fate had returned to him hung chained firmly around his neck. Never would he allow himself to forget the times they had, or the love he had known for her.

"Knock Knock Knock." A hand tapped on the door and the adolescent Time Lord of only 90 years old stirred from his sleep.

"Who is it?" He mumbled not yet remembering his surroundings.

"Knock Knock Knock." Sounded the door once more, a little more loudly this time.

"THE DOOR!" He burst out jumping to his feet as if ready for battle. He realised where he was and calmed himself. He ran to the door, opened it and looked perplexingly at a blond haired woman who now stood before him. The two stood in a silver forest not far from the nearby citadel. The younger Time Lord stood lent out the door of a tree. This was of course his disguised TARDIS.

After several moments of long silence the woman perked up; "Well aren't you going to invite me in?"

Coming to his senses he asked a little confused; "But, but you're….. Romanadvoratrelundar? You used to be Lord President." He recalls with astonishment.

"Yes Robin, I did. But please just Romana." She decides to push past him and wanders into his TARDIS. Robin quickly pulled the door closed and followed her closely.

"How do you know me? Or just how did you find me for that matter" Robin questioned glancing at the unusual items she had with her.

"The Doctor told me where you would be." Romana mentioned as she meandered around the console room, examining it in detail. The walls of the room were covered in a white, honeycomb theme. The console, also white, was a hexagonal shape with a large transparent column which rose from its center into the ceiling. The entire console itself sat atop a raised platform which set it above the rest of the room and placed the corridors that lead to the TARDIS's other rooms in easy view. Romana turned back to face Robin and with a gentle smile she said something even more confusing to the younger Time lord. "It was so good of him to watch over you."

Robin couldn't help but feel a familiarity about her. "Do I know you, I mean do I know you?" He asked emphasising the point. Strangely only at this moment does he decide to pay attention to a sword hung over Romana's shoulder. He chooses to ignore it however, something about Romana evoked a strong sense of trust in him which puzzled him all the more. "I really feel like I know you." He continued to question his feelings. "It's so weird"

"There's nothing weird about it Robin" Romana smiled in return but continued to admire the room. "I really love what you've done with the place. Oh and the desktop theme, perfect mix of the old and the new." She compliments smirking; "I can see I would never have needed to ask you to tidy your room." Romana laughed enjoying the moment. It is at this point her attention was brought to a device which sat below the console's raised platform. Clearly a new custom addition, it was not yet properly integrated, at least not from a purely aesthetic view point. The device was a large mess of components and wires, hastily put together yet skillfully created. "Is it ready?" is all Romana asked.

"Yes," Robin replied more than a little surprised. "How do you know what it is?"

"The Doctor has kept me informed of your progress." Romana knelt to examine it more closely and scanned it with her Sonic Screwdriver. ""Well," She exclaimed pleased. "It appears safe at least."

"Yeah about that, who are you? I mean who are you TO ME? Something about you is so familiar I just can't put my finger on it. PLEASE just tell me!" Robin demanded showing he was agitated.

She paused, then walked to him and placed a hand on his cheek, she looked so conflicted as both happiness and great sorrow appeared in her expression. Her face lit up with a smile, tears ran down her cheek. She stopped, her hands moving to Robin. She tightened his jacket and played with his hair, her hand stroked his face. Robin could not doubt there was some history about her he didn't understand.

"You know you have your mother's eyes." Romana grins patting his cheek.

"But my eyes look just like yours?" Robin asked hesitantly. So confused and yet he knew exactly what she was trying to say. He couldn't hold back his emotion any longer as a tear ran down his cheek. After all this time, ninety years of his life and now he had finally found her. He had known the moment he laid eyes on her, somehow he had always known.

"Precisely." Romana smiled warmly.

"Mum?!"

Back in the waking world the operation was nearing completion.

"Okay that should do it, I will close up now." Anne sighed in relief confident she had done her job.

"Will he be okay?" Asked Ben tentatively clearing up.

"I should think so, he appears to be in a deep dream state. It's probably part of the healing process, but anyway that should be all Ben, go and get some sleep. For now, things look promising." Ben bid me goodnight and went on his way. I returned to the man who now lay asleep in a hospital bed.

This had been one hell of a day, my dream was coming true. It brought me great relief to see the man sleeping so peacefully. My attention was then drawn to his belongings. His clothes were neatly folded and his other items had been placed in a tray on the bedside table. I picked up the jacket sill astonished how burned and bloody he'd been. I called in one of my castle staff to take the clothes to my tailor for mending. Once she had gone, my attention had turned to the tray. In it was a long metal tube like object, a piece of paper in a leather cover which curiously only said; 'Thank you.' And a ring with a beautiful diamond. It seemed unusual to see a man with a ring like this kept so close and concealed. It had been on a chain around his neck. I could only think it must be of great importance to him.

I sat back down and lay on another bed. I felt it my duty to watch over him, I had to be sure he survived this. The chaos of all the events today left a flurry of questions in my head. But I was so tired. I could feel my body slowly drifting into sleep.


The morning met me like a gentle wave, the sun stirred me from rest and awakened my senses. I was surprised at first to find myself asleep in the medical ward but I quickly remembered my task at hand as I gazed to the young man sleeping across the room. I stood to my feet and stepped over to him taking a seat on his bedside chair. I placed my hand on his head brushing the lovely red hair from his eyes. There was without doubt something deeply fascinating about him. I inspected the incision I had made the night before. Rather amazingly it was practically healed. I couldn't believe it. There was unquestionably something special about him, every moment spent beside him I felt increasingly sure I had always known him and yet our paths had never crossed before. It was an odd sensation to say the least. I just sat back down and looked to his peaceful expression, the cuts to his face and head were also almost healed too. He was actually looking quite well. I took his hand in mine and looked expectantly to his sleeping face hoping he might wake, I was so desperate for answers. No response. "Hmm".

I slumped back into the chair disappointed.

"Mm what happened." The young man muttered as he began to wake.

I sat up immediately, taking his hand once more.

"It's okay, you're safe. You're going to make a full recovery. You have no idea how lucky you are." I explained pleased to simply get a response.

"Recovery? Wait, what did I do? Oh no don't remind me I crashed the TARDIS didn't I?" He said rather regretfully but still half asleep by the sounds of it.

"It's coming back to you." I smiled pleasantly. This was an amazing recovery I decided.

"Unfortunately." He said in a friendly tone.

He sat up his eyes now meeting mine. They were a friendly hazel. He bore a smile which made him all the more intriguing, and right now I desired answers all the more.

"Well I am Robin." He said noticing my hand clasped to his. I quickly let go, perhaps blushing a little. Got to stop doing that. I told myself sternly.

"I am Princess Annabelle, but you may call me Anne."

"Well it is a pleasure to meet you Princess, Anne." Robin smiled in return.

"And you too Robin." I replied. The exchange so far being short and simple I could taste answers coming soon.

"Thanks. You know, you seem oddly familiar. Like we've met, but we haven't have we?" Robin asked mirroring my own thoughts.

"I am afraid we haven't, but I think you are onto something." It was a curious coincidence.

"And just what do you mean by that?" He asked raising his eyebrows. I feared he sensed I was withholding, and if he was he'd be right. I didn't wish to cause mistrust so decided to explain what I could.

"You are a Time Lord aren't you?" I questioned trying to confirm my dream to be something more than an incredible coincidence.

"Well yes, how on earth did you know?" Robin spoke with astonishment.

"I dreamt of you the night before last." I answered, but then remembered I was instructed not to tell him. Damn I thought. This would be difficult.

"And what precisely happened in it?" Robin questioned further clearly intrigued.

"You.. You told me not to tell you?" I informed him carefully.

"Ah best you don't tell me then." He replied surprisingly accepting of my response. "Telling me stuff before it happens could have adverse effects on the time stream." Robin explained trying to sit up but he strained in pain immediately.

"I've been in surgery, haven't I?" The Time Lord quickly gathered. How perceptive.

"Yes, you were badly injured and dying. Your left heart had stopped. Don't worry though. I repaired the damage and you will be fine now." I informed him hoping to be of some reassurance.

"You performed the operation? And I was dying? Well it seems I owe you my thanks, again, for saving me." Robin thankfully complimented me as he went to inspecting the wound to his chest.

"It was no trouble, though you have quite an immunological system. Completely unlike anything I have seen, I would be lying if I said it didn't help you through this more than just a little." I joked, his recovery being the result of more than just whatever skill I had attributed to repairing him.

"Well I really cannot thank you enough! You must be quite brilliant to have figured out my physiology like you did." Robin answered with admiration. "Are you sure you did this?" He joked.

"Yes." I sigh; "I do like to dabble in the sciences, as do you I think."

"Mm, just how much do you know about me?" Robin replied with a playful grin.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." I responded nudging his arm.

"Mm ha okay." Robin smiled and began to take note of the surroundings in the room. "Well where am I anyway? I don't recognise your species, I don't recognise this place nor the time period. It's all completely foreign to me. And that's saying something, I mean really. You have advanced medical technology but then there's other things that seem underdeveloped. For instance, I could swear I remember something of being brought here on a horse." Robin replied examining his field of view, clearly a little perplexed. "No offence mind, it's just I am a little confused. I thought I was on Earth."

"Oh yes you are on Earth." I affirmed his question and from his response saw his mind almost flipped.

"Come again? This is Earth?" Robin's eyes lit up with curiosity. "How is this earth?"

"You are in Novopangea, or as many of us call it New Pangea." I explained feeling I was getting near the crux of things.

"Novopangea? The supercontinent? Then this must be roughly the year…" Robin turned around scratching his head as if to reevaluate everything he had just learned. "Three billion? Am I right? Oh this is very strange."

"Yes that must be about right, though we are not exactly sure the exact date anymore." I informed him almost ashamedly, I had attempted to decipher the correct date for years and yet even through mapping stars and planetary calculations I was no closer. "Much of the knowledge from the old world is regrettably gone, I have scavenged and created as much as I could but some things like roads and significant infrastructure require resources we simply do not have."

"Well I think you have done a fine job." Robin complimented appreciatively. I couldn't help but smile at this, he possessed a certain quality, a genuine friendliness that I often thought was severely lacking in this day and age.

Just at that moment, the butler came in; "My lady, Sir," He said bowing to each of us. "Breakfast will be served shortly." And then he left just as quickly as he had come in.

"Oh I am quite hungry, although I would really like a look around too." He said looking torn between the two options.

"Breakfast first. You need it. It's almost afternoon. I think we slept in, so you definitely need it." I spoke with a playful authority. He was not skipping breakfast, and he now knew it.

"I suppose I could use it, my speedy recovery makes me feel a little drained." He spoke a little disappointed.

"Yes your recovery has been quite miraculous! Although I'd suggest you take it easy for a day or two. We could eat here or there, depending on how you feel" I asked unsure of his ability to actually move as of yet. He had been rather hurt.

"I could use the walk." Robin replied enthusiastically. Why didn't I see that coming? Oh well, it's a compromise.

"Okay but I'd like to check your hearts first." I unbuttoned his shirt and I listened to his hearts through my stethoscope. That duel heartbeat was no less incredible now as when I first heard it, just a lot healthier. "Amazing, they are beating perfectly."

"I think that's more of a testament to your brilliance than anything." Robin exclaimed cheerfully.

"Actually I think it's a testament to your quick healing ability, good health and fitness." I answered analytically, from a medical viewpoint of course.

"Oh you noticed?" Robin teased in response.

I returned his tease and shunned him shaking my head. "Shh you." I said handing him his mended clothes.

"They are mended, perfectly I might add!" Robin spoke as if it were Christmas.

"Don't thank me. You can thank the tailor." I told Robin drawing the curtain and giving him some privacy.

From the other side of the curtain I hear a slightly muffled. "Brilliant."

"Oh you, just hurry up. Breakfast will be getting cold." I called to him tapping my foot on the floor, only then noticing how hungry I, myself was.

Robin appeared dressed in what seemed like no time. "You were saying?" He asked with an elated breath.

I take out his ring from my pocket and fastened it around his neck on its chain.

"I found it beside you last night, I thought it seemed important." The ring glowed a light reddish colour, and the Time Lord quickly placed it beneath his shirt.

"Does it do that often?" I asked deeply curious of its reason for luminescence.

"What?" Robin replied a little unnerved.

"Glow red of course?" I promptly replied.

"Oh from time to time." Robin said quite casually, his disinterest igniting further questioning. I quickly hushed those questions however, there were more pressing matters at hand. "Oh I also have these for you." From the tray beside the table I retrieve his other possessions. "What are they?" I asked.

"Well this." The tube like object, he replied. "Is a sonic screwdriver and the parchment is a Psychic Paper."

"Well you will have to give a demonstration sometime." I smiled back inquisitively.

"Can do that now actually." And he waved the Sonic Screwdriver from my feet to head and back again while it made a strange buzzing sound and lit up with a reddish light, he then pointed it to the ceiling and looked at it as if reading from a book. "Let's see, you are a complex life form with a DNA structure composed largely of sugars, the odd phosphate molecule here and there and….. E numbers? Oh now that's just cheeky!" Robin turned a teasingly eye to me.

"Shh don't tell everyone." I demanded stepping in closer impressed but annoyed I glanced around to see if anyone noticed or overheard, no one was around. "That is amazing."

"And that's not even the half of it" Robin furthered to show off his instruments.

"Okay and the other? It read 'Thank you' last I looked." I said pointing to the paper.

He hands it to me and it reads. 'Princess Annabelle is Brilliant', Robin smiled gleefully. "Physic Paper, need I say more?"

"You need not. I can see that could be useful. Now we really do need to get to breakfast, they will be wondering where we are." I say taking him by the arm to speed things along.

"OUCH." The Time Lord gasped easing his wound.

"Oh I am so sorry, I forgot about your wounds." I urged as apologetically as possible.

Robin took a moment to ease the pain from his upper chest and arm. I stood by him looking as apologetic as possible.

"Is there anything I can give you for the pain?" I asked hopefully, I hated to see anyone in pain.

"Best not." Robin speedily waved off the mere suggestion.

"But.." I began when...

"NO, really no, it would kill me!" He answered leaving me with nothing but a sympathetic "Oh" to respond.

"Oh don't look so down, it's really alright, you didn't mean to cause me any pain, open heart surgery kind of gives that effect, it couldn't be avoided." Robin joyfully commended her kind intent.

"I am sorry, seeing you up and about showing off like that nearly made me forget you were about dead yesterday." I replied happy with the progress so far. I wished we'd get to breakfast though.

"Showing off?" The Time Lord asked defensively.

I simply gave him one of my 'Oh Really?' looks.

"Possibly a little" Robin conceded.

"Oh you." I said shaking my head. I put my arm around his and this time carefully lead him to the dining hall. "Breakfast it is, we are going to need it." Of which I had no doubt. Whatever was coming for us we would be ready.

Authors Note:

Hope you enjoyed this. It's old, has SO MUCH dialogue and in need of rewrite. I will. Read on, it get's a whole lot better!

E Numbers are codes for substances which can be used as food additives.

Yes i know, bit of a focus on character development here. Do review; I would love to hear what you are all thinking. AND big thanks to my friends once again!