A/N- Thank you thank you THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH! That is most definitely a record for views, and fastest review prize goes to Nikki Pond! I really don't know what to say to this. Yes, this is really small, but I have only been on Fan Fiction for 16 days, and all of this is Fantastic. Absolutely fantastic! No guarantee that these chapters will be long, but I will try to 'flesh them out.' As always, I own completely nothing related to DW. Enjoy!

I was coming around to consciousness again, my memories flooding back like that title wave on that nameless planter that I once visited. Hospital... people drawing my blood... a weird guy saying how cool I was... Then I was back in present time. Glass dome... being weak. Martha. Martha Jones! I knew her! I actually ran into someone twice! And she was with my dad... but now she was with me! All of these thoughts were swirling around in my head, and apparently it was freaking my nurse out because she said-

"Calm down, Jenny. Do you remember me, Martha?" she said. "You need to calm down, you hearts are beating way too fast."

I turned my head to the right and grinned at her, nodding that I understood that I knew her.

"You remember me?" she asked with a smile. Again, I nodded. "You are special. If only your father could see you now. He would be so proud of you. Now, I'm going to lift the dome now, okay? You've been under there for two months, I'm sure you want to stretch around a bit."

The dome slowly opened, and all I could do was stare at her in shock. "Two months?" I coughed, still unable to sit up. C'mon, I mentally coaxed myself. You're a soldier! You were bred for harsh conditions! Just get up, and start running. I couldn't, though. I was just that weak. I looked at Martha for help.

She quickly realized what was going on and helped my gently sit up. "I think you should be fine as long as you take this road slowly." when I looked around for a road, she laughed. "No no no. It's a figure of speech, Jenny. There is no road for you to actually walk on." she hesitated for a minute. "You don't remember what happened, do you?" I shook my head.

"Well, from what we were able to figure out, you were at the hospital for about a year. That's a hell of a nap. But you crashed to Earth six years earlier, and were trying to lead a normal life... you don't remember that at all." She said, realizing she was giving me a headache. "Do you want some aspirin?"

I nodded, grateful. "That'd be nice."

She smiled. "Do you want me to try to get your Dad's attention? So he can meet you?"

I shook my head. "No. Not yet. If he sees me like this-" I started coughing again, my fingers heating up with a golden light. "Whats-"

Martha looked shocked. "Jenny, I'm sorry, but I've got to go, you could hurt me."

I looked shocked. "Martha, you know I wouldn't-"

"You are regenerating. I can't be near you when you are, you'll hurt me!" she dashed from the room, closing the door behind her leaving me looking completely lost, harm golden light seeping from my body.

"I don't understand!" I cried. "What's going-" my speech was cut off by the light. I couldn't see, couldn't even feel for a few seconds. When I did feel something, I was shrinking. And I was dying.