I stood lazily in the cold water, talking to my twin. The sea water had come in and was on the way out again as we spoke. I was all alone, so it looked like I was just day dreaming with my green eyes glazed over, staring into nothing. Really, I was laughing with the other in my, no our, secret space. No-one could enter it, and so we were free from our lives, her by herself with everyone around muttering of madness, me in my lonely state with the fishes to keep me company in the little house by the beach that I called home. Really, it was nothing more than a hut; the orphan fund around here had been stretched thin (barely a fiver a week) because of the war, when so many parents died leaving their children with no-one to care for them. I had learnt how to steal and how to fish, how to cook and how to make the water safe, but I there had been none interested in learning the skills. None that is until my best friend, my sister came along and hijacked my privacy with neither of us any idea how we did it. All I knew was that my sad little life had suddenly got a whole lot more interesting with the arrival of my twin. I just wished that I could meet her... but we both knew that it was impossible. We had long ago figured that out. Bu maybe there was a way?

Hmm... I really should ask her that. I mused on the questions I had to ask my twin as I glanced back towards the shore. I was immediately curious by the hologram that was standing there, sneakered feet placed deceptively near the ground as he spoke to the other, a blonde with hair a bit like mine, and awesome clothes. I should really ask her where they came from- maybe if I saved up for a few months- but all mundane thoughts were shoved out of my head as I looked, really looked, at her. It was obvious, at a mere glimpse from afar, that she loved the man. She should be happy; he loved her too. That too was obvious in the way that he tensed his legs slightly to stop running to her (he was a hologram, only an artificial image) and the look in his eyes that the crying girl had thought was something else, friendship perhaps?

Curious, I waded in to the shore a little, close enough to see them properly, sending the images to an exuberant twin. Flashes of people entered my mind, feet stepping around with eyes straight ahead as she sat on the kerb and focused. I tried to listen but they were simply too far away. Annoyed at myself for going so far out, my feet trod carefully over sanded rocks as I walked closer again. This time I caught something. It was the man, saying in a deep voice "Rose Tyler, I..."

He disappeared. The girl cried. I watched. So who was this Rose Tyler to be friends with someone who had that sort of technology? Curiouser and curiouser (and yes, this was an Alice in Wonderland reference. Go, Mad Hatter!).

Taking another step, then another, I started to run as I saw the pretty girl turn to leave.

"Wait!" I cried out. I needed those answers. If he could do that then he might be able to take me or twin (that was what I had called her or now, until we had proper time to talk about ourselves) to each other! With this chance, I could not let her get away.

She turned back towards me, edging her way around slowly like she was scared, but I waited patiently, waist deep in water. When she was finally facing me, surprise and anguish warring with each other across her face, I relaxed and smiled at her. In my mind Twin snickered.

'You know, that looks a lot like a shark,'

'Oh, shut it you. If I'm a shark then what are you? Cousin It?' (A/N Congrats to all those who get it. And littlemiss writer, I really hope that you got the joke)

I smiled as Jennifer fell silent, too curious about what was going on to tease me back.

"Are you okay? You look really sad. Who was that man? Was he your boyfriend? How can a hologram be your boyfriend? Wait, why was a hologram on the beach? What's your name? Why is-"

'Stop! Too many questions! Jeez, I thought my social skills were bad, but yours really take the biscuit,'

Suitably abashed, I shut up and stared shyly towards the lady who I had apparently been rambling to.

"Erm... Sorry? I didn't mean to say all that, I just... did," I raised a hand sheepishly and scratched my neck, terrified that I'd scared my first and possibly last chance to see Twin.

'This is painful. Both mentally and physically.'

'Physically? Are you alright?'

'I'm fine, but can we atop for a bit? I'm getting a headache,'

'Sure, I'll tell you if she tells me anything tonight,'

'Thanks,'

And now Twin was gone. That wasn't good, but at least the sad teen had turned to face me. Tears still falling. I started walking closer wanting to hug her and also to get out of this water now that a breeze had started to blow across the ocean and the waves had started to become a little choppy. I did not wish to be in here when a storm struck. Smiling at the lady, I stuck my head into the water and swam with the fishes to her. Before I could get out of the water however, she grabbed me and pulled me out. Both of us were now soaked to the skin, as she had dived in after I had gone under the water. Meeting halfway, I smiled a massive grin, and hugged the stranger. Denim jacket. Comfortable, practical and the coolest fashion item ever. Also extremely bad at being wet.

As I realised this, I paused only to grab a hair tie from my pocket to keep my hair from whipping into face my when the wind blew. Quickly and precisely I divided the front of my hair into four equal parts, and wove them expertly in and out. When they were all looped together I bunched them on top of my head. Once satisfied I helped Blondie shiver away from the sea back to my beautiful home; couldn't have guests catching hypothermia.

We trudged along the high cliff path to my hut. I was smiling softly, but staring straight ahead the entire journey. Really, I was carefully watching the other, my new friend as she wiped eyes and stopped crying, then sent occasional 'surreptitious' glances towards me as we travelled. Neither of us said a word the whole trip. Once we had reached the house and I had settled her into a seat by the fire, the wood collected and chopped months ago to dry it out for around this time of year, I decided it was time to ask her some questions. Well, no time like the present, as they say...

"So, what's your name then? I can't keep calling you Blondie," I joked a little, trying to make her feel a bit more at home. I think that it was working because her expression, slightly suspicious, sad and worried lightened up a notch, as thought the power had run out on a mask. The light prod was enough to unlock the gates, and soon I had leant tall about my (hopefully) soon-to-be saviour. Rose told me how he was called the Doctor, how he was a time lord from the ancient planet of Gallifrey, how he regenerated, how he actually travelled in time and space in an old blue police box, of all things. I knew that if anyone could help me and Twin then it would be this man, no, this alien. He could save us.

After she had said all of this, and drank all of my tea (and the tea leaves that I brewed with were gone. I would just have to find some more in a bit. First things first though.

'Jennifer? You there?'

'I don't have much choice but to be here, you know'

'Yeah, yeah. Listen, did you get all that?'

'Kinda. Can you send it through again though? It's harder to hear when you're not talking to me'

'Sure' I concentrated hard on the conversation I'd just had with Rose, the name of Blondie, and relayed all of the information back to her.

'Thanks Jenni. I'm gonna go and see if he's arou- there!'

'Have you found him?'

'He's here, no, there, wait! Damn'

'Where is he?'

'I wish I knew. Sorry, but I'll have to try again'

'It's fine! Just make sure that you tell him about us. And Jennifer?'

'What is it?'

'Just- just say that I'd rather he took Rose home and left this universe to collapse'

'Fine, but my condition is that he would have to take us with him'

'I can live with that'

And she was gone. Gone to find the doctor, who was the only one who stood a chance of maybe, just maybe, bringing me to meet my first and only friend.