Chapter 1:
It's 1990 and at the Powell Estate it was Christmas eve. Jaqueline Tyler (better known as Jackie) had a few more clients before she finished her day. She hoped that the money she made from the hair dressing clients would be enough to cover Christmas dinner and a few presents for Rose. As she got together the items she needed for her next client she thought about Rose. Rose was four years old already and she loved people. Rose was always so outgoing and friendly. Thank goodness for Mickey's grandmother otherwise Jackie didn't know what she'd do with Rose when she was working. She wondered what the kids were doing and then decided that they were probably out at the park. Then her client arrived and Jackie was distracted from her thoughts.
At the park there are several children playing in the snow. One of the children, a small honey blonde with pretty golden brown eyes, heard something that didn't seem to fit in with the sounds she usually heard while at the park. It was a loud grinding sound and she was curious about what it was. Rita-Anne Smith was tending to her grandson, Mickey Smith, after he fell. Rose, the small blonde child, decided to go find the noise. She wandered off, listening, until she found a blue box sitting at the other side of the park. This side was rarely used and Rose was curious about the box. She walked over, stumbling occasionally, until she reached it. When she reached out her hand to touch it she felt it vibrate. She looked up at it and thought that it felt alive. The vibration changed slightly until it seemed like it was agreeing with her. "What're you, then? Can I look inside?" Rose asked. The box hummed and a door opened. Rose grinned, little tongue poking out between her teeth and stepped inside where she stared in awe. The walls were white with circles all over. In the middle of the room was some sort of console that Rose didn't understand. "Aren't you beautiful? Bigger inside now?" Again she heard the humming. Suddenly a section of the console began to open and Rose walked over to it. She saw beautiful golden light coming out of it and stared into the light. She felt something enter her, feeling like fire. She gasped and stepped back. The console closed as she fainted. She woke up to an old man leaning over her. "Ah, you're awake then. What are you doing on my ship, young lady?" Rose smiled her tongue in tooth grin. "She opened the door for me to come see her. She's beautiful, sir." The man looked down at her in shock. "That's impossible. What is your name? Where are your parents?" Rose looked at him, wondering who he was. "I'm Rose, Rose Tyler. My mum is working and my friend's grandmother is watching me. Who're you?"
"I'm the Doctor. Now then, Rose, let's get you back alright?" Rose nodded. She followed the Doctor out of the box, trailing a hand along the door. "Goodbye." She whispered to the box. She received another hum in answer and smiled again. She felt a little tingle in the back of her head. By the time she returned to where Mickey and Rita-Anne were she had forgotten about the blue box and the Doctor.