"What are you scared of?" the Gallifreyan asked softly.
"Being alone," came the timid response, "I hate it. I'm also a bit scared of the dark, even though that sounds quite childish. When I'm alone in the dark, something happens. I start to hear voices in my head. 'We see you', they say. It truly scares me. I used to think it was just my insanity from losing my family, but I've been on my own for quite some time now and I think it's really starting to get to me."
Amethyst turned to me.
"Where are you three from?" she asked.
I looked at the Doctor, and he nodded, letting me know it was okay to tell Amethyst the truth.
At that moment, Rory pulled me aside.
"Can we do this?" he asked, motioning the Doctor to join us.
"Of course we can," I assured him.
"She's just a little girl. What harm can come to us if she knows where we're from?" concluded the Doctor.
I let out a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. What would our story sound like to a normal person? Well, I guess Amethyst isn't exactly what most people would call "normal", but she's not a time traveller.
"We're from the year 2012," I began, "Well, we are," I added, taking my husband's hand in mine, "but he's not," I looked at the Doctor, and back to Amethyst.
"How'd you get here then? And what's 2012 like? I wonder if I'll still be around..." she wondered.
This time it was the Doctor who spoke, his words piercing through time and space as he explained his importance in all of this.
"I'm a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. I've got a ship called the TARDIS that can travel anywhere in time and space. I'm 945 years old, and just happened upon Amy a long time ago, and she and Rory have been travelling with me for a long while," the alien explained.
"They always told us in school that wasn't possible," Amethyst stated, "I guess the teachers were wrong."
I smiled. She actually believed us. Usually we just get funny looks and questions, but Amethyst was indeed different.
Her eyes sparkled like she'd discovered something no one else knew about. Well, she had.
"Can you help me, though? Can your knowledge of the future help me?" she wondered aloud.
I thought we had a leg up on the whole "World-War-Two-starts-tomorrow" thing. We knew what and when was gonna happen.
"It may assist us, but we've only got till tomorrow. We have to leave by tomorrow afternoon," the Doctor responded, frowning.
"Why? What's tomorrow? Something bad?" our new friend asked.
"World War Two," Rory announced. Nice going, stupid face. He should've let her know gently.
"What? Surely this time a war can be avoided, especially a world war!"
The Doctor let out a huge sigh and buried his face in his hands.
"Rory! You can't tell her the future!"
My husband looked confused, but that's almost normal for him.
"Why not? It's been a possibility for quite a while now, or back then, well, now, here, in this year. Yeah..." Rory defended himself, quite badly, I must add. The Doctor stared at Rory and rolled his eyes. He intertwined his fingers after straightening his ridiculous bow tie.
"Now," he said in that powerful voice that can turn back alien armies, "Let's defeat the Vaxic," and turned back to Amethyst.
He intertwined his fingers after straightening his ridiculous bow tie.
"Now," he said in that powerful voice that can turn back alien armies, "Let's defeat the Vaxic."
I swiftly turned to look at the Doctor.
"The what?"
He began to walk over towards me, an expression of anger and sadness upon his face.
"The Vaxic. They're another race of creatures from a planet called Raxicoricofallopatorious. I met the other inhabitants of that planet a while back ago. They live off the negative emotions of other living things. Amethyst falls into that category."
I looked over at Amethyst, who had sat down in one of the very few chairs in the now dark room. She looked like she'd seen a ghost.
"Is it eating me?" she timidly asked.
The Doctor let out a small chuckle.
"No, silly, it can't eat you. It just drains you of positive emotions until you're completely unhappy and have forgotten what anything good or happy or...or...human...is," he explained.
