DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN DOCTOR WHO.

The Doctor woke in the town of Leadworth, confused. He was supposed to have died. He looked around, spotting Amy and Rory's home. He ran to it, joyful. He stopped in his tracks when he saw a young girl, maybe 14 years old, standing in the front yard. She was admiring the flowers, stopping every once in a while to look around cautiously, as if she were scared of something.
She had bouncy, tight curls and bright blue eyes. She wore a light purple dress that came down to just above her ankles, and she was barefoot. The Doctor came up, scanning her with his sonic. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Who are you?" She replied. She was confused by the green light coming from it, and tried to figure out what it might be.'
"I asked first." He said childishly. "For all I know, you could be some sort of alien bounty hunter in disguise!" He still scanned her.
"You're in my yard... What do you want?"
"Your yard? Well, you're obviously a-" He looked at his screwdriver. "-human..." He said, a bit disappointed. "Who are you? Where are Amy and Rory?"
"How do you know Amy and Rory?"
"I'm just... an old friend."
"What is your name? Amy'll want to know."
"I'm the Doctor. Tell her that." The girl looked deeply at him, then shook her head,
"Umm, okay..." She ran inside to Amy, who was at the stove. "There's a strange man outside. He's called the Doctor." Amy dropped her spoon, shaprly turning her head to look at her, but took a deep breath, confused by her actions. The girl picked up the spoon for her.
"I'll go see what it is." The girl led her outside to the Doctor, and Amy stopped with a face of shock.
"Are you alright?" The girl asked.
"Uh, yeah." Amy moved a hand up to her head, and walked to the man. "What do you need?"
"It's nice to see you again!" The Doctor beamed at her.
"Do I know you?"
"Of course! Wait...please, tell me you know me. Please..."
"What are you talking about?"
"Uh, sorry, must have you confused with someone else. My apologies." He held out his hand for her to shake. "You just look like someone.. I used to know. My name is the Doctor."
An image of a blue box in pieces flashed in her mind, and she put her hand back up to her head. "S-Sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me." She shook his hand. "I'm Amy Williams."
"Pond." He corrected, not thinking.
"How did you-"
Rory came out the door, coughing, waving a hand in front of his face, The young girl, still unknown to the Doctor, ran to him. "Amy! What did you do? The house almost burned down because you left the stove on!" He put a hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"
"It's alright. Who's this bloke?"
"He calls himself the Doctor." Rory stared at him in what seemed like utter confusion, but it passed.
"What does he need?"
"Dunno. Melody, why don't you go get some tea? We don't get guests very often."
"Wait-" Everyone turned to the Doctor, who had spoken. "Melody? Melody Pond?" She nodded in confusion. He pulled some of her curls back, putting them behind her ear, staring into her blue eyes. This was how it should have been. He should just turn and go. Accept his fate. Nothing could be changed. This was only a passing point, showing the Doctor what he had fixed. The Ponds were living a normal life. Little Amelia wasn't left waiting in the garden, for a hero who didn't keep his promise.
He turned to leave, walking to the gate. "Wait!" Amy called him. "Where are you going?"
"I don't know. I-I don't know." He was scared, but tried not to show it. He knew he had to die.
"Well... why don't you stay here for a while? You seem pretty cool. Our daughter seems to have taken a liking to you." Rory said.
"What?!" Melody said, angry with her father's poor lie to keep the man there.
He sighed, turning back around. "Well, I guess I can't refuse." They welcomed him, but they didn't know why. He just seemed so familiar.
They had a great evening, playing different games and such, all of which Melody loved. They laughed, ate, and even sang. The Doctor had never seen the Ponds so happy. Especially not River.
The next morning, Melody grabbed her schoolbag and began to walk out the door, peeking out first. "Where are you going?"
"I've got school, you know. It's not like life stops just 'cause your here." She playfully punched him on the shoulder, and stuck her head out the door.
"What are you looking for?"
"Nothing." She replied, all too quickly, stepping out the door, closing it behind her, and bolting down the road.
She walked into school, alone, nervous. She never got to school early. That would be like having a death wish. She got there two minutes before the bell rang, rushing to class before anyone stopped her. Today, she wasn't so lucky.
A boy, about 16 years of age, blocked her way. "Please, Trevor, let me go past! I need to go to class!" She whimpered.
"Fine girl, but you better watch out. I'll see you after school." The threat wasn't anything she wasn't used to, so she went by, getting to class.
School ended at 3:30. When River hadn't shown by 4:30, the Doctor and the Ponds were worried.
"I'll go look for her." The Doctor declared, standing from his spot on the couch.
"I can go, I'm sure she probably just stayed for a project or something." Rory said.
"No, I'll go. No worries!" Before either could protest, he was out the door.
Melody was running. She'd been running and hiding for almost an hour now, being chased by Trevor and his friends. She knew what would happen if they caught her, like they always did. She kept running.