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Sophie lay curled on the couch TV on with sound down low. She was starting to fall asleep and she pulled up the blankets and turned over. Almost immediately she began to dream. One she'd had before and one she felt made her theory that this was a memory, feel real.

~Dream Sequence~

She was in bunk bed, settling down as soldiers laughed and joked. They weren't joking with her or at her, just…around her. It was like she wasn't even there. She looked over and heard explosions. Those she saw braced for the blow as a young family and 9 ran into the room.

"You will take her?" Shareen asked again.

"Yes, I can keep her safe in my TARDIS." The 9th Doctor; promised the two shaking parents.

"The Geb are relentless they will hunt her." The Father stated, obviously unsure of this plan. He was a handsome man wearing flowing robes and a crown of gold. The little girl tugged on her Father's clothes and called out for her Daddy as another explosion rocked the room.

Sophie sat up, straining to hear them. There was a loud pounding; somewhere in the distance and the Queen, in a beautiful gown of blue and silver,rushed away. "I can buy us time." She called, as she shoved a desk in front of, what Sophie decided, was a door.

"Promise me our daughter will be safe."

"Sir I promise, I will protect her, they will never find her I swear." The Time Lord reiterated; looking down at the young girl. She shied; he smiled and made a goofy face. Making the red haired princess giggle. "She'll live, so help me, she'll live. Come with me Kaelan…the three of you."

The young looking King seemed to be thinking this over when his wife screamed and lasers blasted through the door. "Surrender by the order of Lord Zaelor!" A metallic, robotic voice sounded and Sophie covered her ears as the young girl cried out for her Mother.

Kaelan ran to his fallen wife, "You bastards! Shari! No." He cried as he cradled his wife's lifeless body. The King turned to the Doctor. "Go! Go now!" He shouted as he grabbed a compact laser gun from his belt and started firing into the hall outside. "I'll hold them off, go!" Kaelan cried; as he took what he knew, would be his last look at his beloved daughter.

9 picked up the girl and turned. "Daddy! Momma!" She cried; with her small hand out, as the Doctor ran for another exit. He only had this small chance; to save her as promised. She'd be hunted forever; he had to hide her somehow. The last of her kind, just like him, he thought sadly as he ran.

It was the picture she had drawn, she knew it. Sophie carefully jumped to the floor and padded closer to the grieving king as the door blasted open. She blinked and the room was clear of life. Alarms blared in the background. For some reason she went to the console in the middle of the room. She pushed buttons, but nothing stopped the noise. Spying a headset she put it on without thinking. "Mayday, Mayday, class five emergency." Sophie had no idea what made her say it, but out of the blue someone replied.

"Hey there, you know who I am." 10 spoke brightly into her ear.

She gasped, "Oh my God, no way, it can't be."

"Ooh Yess." He answered.

~End Dream~

Only a second later; she woke up to see the Metacrisis Doctor, say the same thing on screen. She blinked and rubbed her eyes, that dream had been a lot clearer than the one's before it. Her gaze skittered to the clock and she sighed, she needed to get ready for work. Pulling herself from the couch; she headed for her bathroom. Starting the shower that would hopefully, clear her head a little.

Sophie stepped into the warm spray of water and let it ease the tension in her muscles. Next time she should just take a nap in her bed. Her hand held the wall as she ducked her head and tried to commit the dream to memory. Details were still hazy, but she could recall most of what had transpired. She thought of Kaelan's kind eyes, Shareen's fierce determination. It couldn't be a memory that just…how would that work? It was just a TV show and she was being stupid. She shook her head and set about to washing her hair. Maybe Laurel was right and she was tripping. Even if it wasn't real, it was still a cool thought. A fun thing she could draw; maybe create a fan comic.

Back in her bedroom she surveyed her closet and picked out a short, but plain black skirt and a white button down. Once she had dressed; she applied a light amount of makeup and called it good. Then she went to get her trainers and head out for her weekly closing shift. Most days she worked the lunch hour, but Monday was the day she had later classes. Her boss was kind enough to work with her on Scheduling.

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10 looked up from her drawings as she left her apartment building and headed down the street. He decided to follow her, he was almost certain she was the reason he was here. When she stepped into the Italian joint, he hung back a moment before going in. He didn't want to scare her or alert her to his presence just yet. When the Doctor finally walked in; he was almost assailed by the strong smell of Mozzarella cheese and Marinara sauce. Not a bad smell, but certainly overpowering. Especially if you weren't used to it.

"Hi, welcome to La Dulce Vida, how many in your party?" A charming young martedi asked him, looking up from his podium.

The Time Lord smiled back, "Just me and uh did a red head just walk in?" He asked a little sheepishly.

"Oh Soph ? Yeah, popular girl tonight." Jason answered, checking her section for an open table.

"What do you mean?"

Jason chuckled, "you're probably the third party to ask for her." He marked off a spot on his paper, grabbed a menu, and motioned for the Doctor to follow. "Enjoy, Sophie will be right with you." Jason stated warmly as 10 took his seat. The younger man strode off to the back and called that Sophie had another customer.

"Miss popularity…" An older waitress named Val snorted.

"Val I'll split tips or something, can you take these to table 4 while I get the new guy's drink order?" Sophie asked as she finished pouring the beers. The men at table 4 had ordered. Something about the group at said table, gave her the creeps. But Marco always told them. A customer is a customer; so she held her tongue.

~IDoD~

The Doctor looked around; at the other people in his general vicinity, so far nothing seemed off. If only he could get around this damn smell. Something about the people around him; didn't quite sit right, even if they looked fine. If he strained; he could also hear the faint hum of what sounded like a manipulator of some sort. He needed to be discreet and he would have moved; if Sophie wasn't looking at him expectantly.

"Anything to drink?"

"Oh sorry um…what do you recommend?" The Time Lord smiled; hoping he didn't look like a complete idiot.

Lucky for him she smiled back; "from here? We're known for the Crème Berry Blitz. Personally, the blueberry is my favorite." Sophie replied; then jotted it down on her order form when he said that it sounded good. "I'll give you a few minutes to look over the menu; just a hint the steak gnocchi is phenomenal." The red head stated with a wink, before leaving to get his drink.

The Doctor smiled to himself, he was a good judge of character. She was nice, had a helpful aura around her and would probably make a good companion. He was almost certain the TARDIS meant this trip as a pickup, even if 'his girl' didn't realize it. His sonic went off in his pocket. He'd had it set to silently scan the room around him.

10 went to the bathroom and pulled out the screwdriver. What he saw, set him on edge. Not only was Sophie indeed an alien and Felorin no less, but two other races besides him were present as well. "Thrinax and Immaculate Perfecta!" The Doctor gasped; holding his forehead in confusion. It could only mean one thing…Bounty Hunters!

To be Continued…

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