Hello Everyone. First of all, I wanted to say thank you to my followers/favorites. I really didn't think anyone would actually read this because of the whole "I've only seen nine episodes of Doctor Who" situation. I actually watched three more episodes from the first season, so at least I know a little bit more. Rose is a pretty cool companion and the 9th Doctor isn't bad at all. I like him. Anyways, I was pretty excited to write this chapter and I finished it in a few days (I made a rough draft of this chapter before I put up the first one) which is something I usually have a hard time with. The song lyrics in this chapter is from Don't Forget by Demi Lavato. I kind of had a hard time figuring out what song I should have used for this chapter but I really like this song. Enjoy!

Reminder: If I get any information wrong, please tell me and I'll try to fix it.


Chapter 2: Did You Forget?

The Doctor's POV

I managed to move the TARDIS into an abandoned ally without messing up time or arriving at a completely different location. It took a few minutes to find Amy, Rory, and River. When I eventually arrived I noticed a young lad talking to Amy. He looked seventeen. His hair was a tad messy and his clothing was different, but he looked exactly the same- minus the skateboard and the fresh looking bruise forming on his left cheek. "Frank?" The boy looked around, and then realized I was talking to him. "Don't you remember me? Well, of course, you won't. I look completely different while you look exactly the same- minus the clothing! And the skateboard! And the strange bruises. What have you been doing lately?" The boy stared at me with a blank expression.

"What?" He sounded confused.

"Come on Frank. I met you in Hooversville on the first of November in nineteen thirty. You were captured by the pig people and Daleks, along with Martha, but Tallulah's boyfriend, Lazlo, and I managed to save the two of you. Then the three of you- along with Tallulah- helped save not only Hooversville, but the state of New York too. Honestly, I thought you would have been dead by now since it was nineteen thirty, but you look like your still the same age! Probably younger! What did you do? Create a potion? Travel in time? Regenerate? No, but you couldn't have regenerated. You didn't show a single sign of someone capable of regenerating. So what was it that you did to make it to two thousand and twelve and still look the same? Are you a Ganger?" The boy still looked confused. Amy, Rory, and River looked puzzled as well.

"Wh-what?" The lad said. I sighed. How can he not remember?

"Come on Frank, you should remember that adventure. If you don't remember that, then you should at least remember me, The Doctor."

"Doctor who?" I smiled. Oh I love the sound of that.

"The Doctor."

"Doctor who?"

"The Doctor." The boy groaned in frustration.

"Doctor who?"

"The Doctor."

"DOCTOR WHO?" He sounded impatient, as if he thought I was playing games with him.

"The Doctor."

"I KNOW, but who?"

"The Doctor."

"No, what's your name?"

"The Doctor."

"I KNOW it's The Doctor, but…" He sighed in defeat. "Listen, I don't know if you're on crack or something, but I'll let you in on a little something. My name is Peter, NOT Frank. I was not from the nineteen thirties. I don't know who you are, or what a Dalek is. I don't know who Martha is, and I never met a guy named Laszlo or a girl named Tallulah."

"Oh please Frank, stop lying." He turned to Amy, Rory, and River.

"Is this guy for real?"

"Sucks, doesn't it?" River said.

"Listen Frank-"

"Peter." The boy interrupted,

"Fine. Listen 'Peter'," I put air quotes around his name. "If you're not Frank, did you at least have any relatives named Frank?" 'Peter' stood for a minute, thinking.

"I-I um, I don't know." He stuttered.

"Well then go to the library or ask your family or something. Do some research because you will defiantly see the resemblances between you and that Frank lad I mixed you up with." 'Peter' looked speechless.

"I um I have to go now. Nice meeting all of you?" He said the last part as a question, probably not sure if it was pleasant meeting us.

"Nice meeting you too." Rory replied.

"Hope to see you again soon!" I called out to the boy as he walked away. "Must be a Ganger." I muttered to myself. I turned back to the others, who were clearly not amused with what just happened. All expect for River. She was smiling. "What? Was it something I said?"

"You probably traumatized that kid for the rest of his life." River spoke with amusement in her voice.

"Doctor, you can't just go around telling people that they look like someone you met in the past! It freaks them out!" Amy warned me.

"I know, but he looked exactly like Frank. What next, we see a future version of Laszlo and Tallulah?"

"Maybe this was a bad idea." Rory mumbled loud enough for all of us to hear.

Amy's POV:

"No this wasn't " I exclaimed. I had finally made it to the city that never sleeps. I was finally going to walk on the ground that thousands of people have walked on. I wasn't going to leave now. "Just because we freaked out a random teen does not mean we have to leave!"

"It kind of does Amy." Rory interjected. I rolled my eyes.

"Come on Rory. Can't we try to spend a few days with The Doctor and River without having to save the world or stop some creatures or aliens or any of the usual? Please? For me?" I begged. Rory thought about it for a minute or two.

"Fine, but only because I know how much you wanted to come here." I wrapped my arms around him.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

"Amy," Rory sounded like he was suffocating. "I can't breathe!" I loosened my grip.

"Sorry."

"Can we please go? River and I made reservations for a hotel nearbye and I suggest that we showld go now." The Doctor whined. "I want to stay at a hotel that isn't haunted or anything of the likes. Or worse, infected with bedbugs." He joked. I giggled.

"All right." As we started to make our way toward the hotel, I noticed something on the rooftop of a building. It was a silhouette of a person. Thanks to the light given off from the moon, I was able to make out some of the silhouette's features. From the way the body was built, it looked like man. He was wearing a red and blue suit. He had a red mask on, covering his entire face. On his chest was a sort of symbol. Looking closely, I realized that the symbol was a spider. "Doctor?"

"Yes Amelia?" In the distance, police sirens were going crazy. I tried to ignore it.

"Look." As soon as I turned back to the figure, he was gone.

"Amy, there's nothing there." Rory pointed out.

"Well, thank you Captain Obvious." River muttered under her breath.

"I swear there was something- or someone- on the building just a second ago!"

"You're just imagining it." River replied.

"Amelia, you're probably tired. Too much excitement can wear someone out easily. Let's find ourselves a motel and when we do, you can get some rest." I said okay, deciding not to argue anymore. Besides, they were right. I was just tired. I was just imagining it. But when we started walking again, I saw the same masked man- I'm assuming it's a man- this time swinging over a few buildings. He was swinging near my direction. It look like he was using a thin string of rope to swing from rooftop to rooftop, but that was impossible. How can someone use rope to swing over the buildings? An adhesive substance would probably work but that would leave a mess. What could that be? He landed on the side of the tall building- probably seventy feet- I was next to. I was a little worried for him, until he started to climb it like it was something he did every day. Maybe it was something he did every day. He looked down and for a second, I was able to catch a glimpse of his masked face. His eyes were a dark shade of yellow which was so dark that I couldn't see his eyes. Even if I was standing an inch from him and looked into the eyes, I wouldn't be able to see the eyes underneath. The sirens started to fade into the opposite direction he was heading. He stopped for a second and then jumped off of the side wall. I watched as he shot something out from a device on his wrists and it landed on a nearby building. It didn't look like rope. From far away, it sort of looked like a strand of a… spider web!? What the-? How is it a web? Did he make that device? He swung over to the other building so quietly that I would have missed him if I wasn't watching him. It seemed like the masked man was following the sound of the police sirens.

"Amelia?" The Doctor called from what seemed to be fifty feet away. "Are you okay? You stopped walking." I was about to tell him about the man again and how he was heading toward the crime scene when a thought occurred to me. Maybe he's just trying to help the police. I shouldn't interfere with that.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a wee tired." I said as I jogged to them.

"Well than keep up." The Doctor said. I could tell that they didn't believe me, but thankfully they didn't question me about it. During the rest of the walk on the way to the hotel we were silent. I was still thinking about that masked man I saw swinging above us just a few minutes ago.


Did you guys like how I put in Peter's alter ego Spider-Man or how I described him. I'm sorry if the description Amy gave was unclear I kind of had a hard time figuring out how I was going to put him in. Reviews, suggestions, constructive criticism, comments or questions welcomed any time.

Expect update in 2-3 weeks.