"You're an echo, that's all. A Time Lord is so much more. A sum of knowledge. A code. A shared history. A shared suffering. Only it's gone now-all of it. Gone forever."

The world is in ruins. Everywhere. Emptiness. I wasn't sure if I should trust what I was told by the woman I met on that planet so many months ago. Why did I ever trust her? She seemed to know things though...and now I am here.

Here. What IS here? An endless graveyard of headstones. An eerie and dark sky. A scorched and ashen world.

"Dad?"

It's a blue box. A larger one. It looks just like the one Dad had promised to take me away in...

But it's so much larger.

"I brought you here for a reason," her voice is close, so close to me, but feels so far away, worlds away, lifetimes away. I had never seen...felt...so much...

fear?

"Where is he?" I whisper.

"Spoilers," she sings. "I showed you this for a reason. Now come away with me, Jenny, we've got work to do."

In the ship, I spend my time working on the wand. For months I have been building and rebuilding it, trying to make it like his, but it never could be...like his...could it?

A long, thin blue metal cylinder no longer than my hand with a glowing red tip...or pink...wait, maybe sometimes green.

"A mood screwdriver?" River chuckles. River Song. She knows my Dad. They are close friends. She says he told her all about me. Funny that when he's not once tried to contact me.

"A broken screwdriver," I throw it down. "If only I could adjust the polarity right but the crystal is out of sinc..."

"Give it here, girl," River grabs the device and squints at it. "I learned a thing or two from your father, and one of those little things was just how to fix...his..." and with a flick of her wrist, the tip glows a bright red. "Toys."

"It's not a toy," I giggle, taking it back and flicking it out one or two times, "it's his weapon."

"That's the soldier in you," River sighs, jumping up and reaching around me for a book.

"It is!" I insist. "I mean...not every weapon is a bad thing. It's a good weapon. It fixes things. I've seen him do it."

"So have I, child, so have I," River mumbles, flipping through pages.

"My sonic wand!" I shout, pointing it at an exhaust pipe and getting a reading of the temperature in the room.

"Screwdriver," River corrects me.

"Wand," I reply, grinning. "Wands are cool."

River smirks. "You're a lot like him, you know," she shows me a picture in the book. She says it's my Dad but it doesn't look anything at all like him (River claims he "regenerated" a new face. Seems a bit peculiar, but then again I have healed myself several times over the past few months). In the picture, he's standing next to a short, brown-haired woman with dark eyes. "It's that soldier part of you that we have to work on."

An alarm buzzes. "Is that..."

"Yes," River smiles, rushing to the cockpit of the ship. "It's that."

We've made it. After months of traveling through distant worlds, after several exciting adventures, after enemies and friends and lots and lots of running...we've finally made it to the one world where all my dreams will be realized. The one world I have been dying to find. The one world where I will finally find my Dad...

"Earth," I whisper.

"Earth," River confirms.

"Hello, Dad," I breathe. "I'm home."