Hello, Whovians! I am so sorry about last chapter. It got messed up with coding so I had to remove a lot of stuff and may have accidentally erased some letters from words so I'm sorry. Or as the Giver would have,

I apologize.

(I accept your apology). Anyways, hopefully, this will be a better chapter and stuff like that. Love you all! ?

I opened the door of my ship. I was above a building of some sort, a clock tower or something.

"You sure this is London, Earth, 2015?" Tom called out.

"Yeah. we're just on top of a clock tower. Hey, look! There are even people waving to us from the ground!" I pointed out. "Gello, Eartherns!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"You had to make a scene, didn't you?" A rough voice said from behind me. I turned to find a tall, grey headed man crossing his arms standing I'm my ship.

"Who are you?" I asked. Tom stood with his hand going through the man- wait, what?

"It's a projection." Tom said.

"Clever." The man confirmed. "Hello, Jenny."

"Dad?" I squinted.

He nodded. "New face. Now, you need to leave because the government is about to force you out. I'll meet you at a place called Antarctica. Now, shoo!"

"Find the coordinates for Artantica or whatever he said." I ordered.

"How can we trust him?" Tom asked.

"Right. Excellent question, Tom." He paused, giving Tom a moment to realize he knew his name. "When we met, the first thing you said to me was 'hello Dad'." He smiled.

"Hello, Dad." I grinned. The projection faded away, with him smiling wider than ever. Tom found the coordinates for Antfartica and we travelled there as fast was we could but my finger slipped and we ended up traveling back to 2005, London. We parked the ship, obviously now realizing the version of London we were in was not used to spaceships, and turned on the thing that lets the ship disguise itself to a common object.

"Antropica looks a lot like London." I noted. Tom stepped out of the ship which disguised itself as a telephone box. I tapped a blonde woman passing by. "Excuse me, where are we and what year is this?"

"We're in London... 2005." She said, confusion written all over her face. I noticed she was wearing a nametag, probably from her work.

"Thank you..." I glanced at the tag. "Rose Tyler."

"Wait... Isn't that the woman your dad talked to us about once?" Tom asked me.

"Excuse me?" Rose said. I ignored her.

"The parallel universe one?" I asked. Tom nodded.

"What the bloody-" She started.

"Nevermind that." I grabbed her wrist and led her to our ship. Tom followed close behind.

"It's bigger on the-" Rose started.

"No it really isn't. It's just disguised as a telephone box." I explained quickly, messing with buttons.

"You sure this is a good idea?" Tom asked. "Forget that. There are no good or bad ideas with you. Just taking risks." I laughed.

"Are you some sort of aliens?" Rose asked.

The question was so silly I burst out laughing. "Technically, you're an alien to us."

"Stop it!" She said angrily. "You can't kidnap me!"

"Is it kidnapping if we bring you home a second after you left?" Tom grinned.

"You're all mad!" Rose said.

"You should meet my dad! He's a madman with a blue box!" I roared with laughter.

"What's that even supposed to mean?" She shouted.

"You'll find out soon!" I smiled. The ship's engine stopped. "We're here! Auntie Artica!" Tom looked through the windows. There was a bunch of ice and snow. Eventually, a police box materialized on am ice patch. The Doctor, dressed in a large snowsuit, stepped out and knocked on our door. I opened it for him and with the rush of cold air, I shivered.

"Hello, Jenny!" He gave me a hug. He nodded to Tom, acknowledging him.

"I brought you a present, Dad!" I said excitedly, gesturing to Rose Tyler. "2005's Rose Tyler!"" He looked angry for a moment but his expression softened after seeing Rose.

"You're all mad!" She screamed. My father's expression changed to a hurt one and then an angry one.

"Why did you let Jenny do this?" He yelled at Tom.

"There's no argument with her!" He said in defense. I blushed.

"Take her back. This isn't supposed to happen. She doesn't meet me yet." The Doctor said roughly.

"I don't want to meet you if you're this mad!" Rose shouted.

"Rose," I said calmly. "One day, you're going to meet an amazing man who's going to show you all of time and space." I glanced at the Doctor.

"Today is not that day." She elbowed me in the face and everything went dark.

I woke up in my hammock with Tom cowering over me, wiping my blood with a towel.

"What happened?" I groaned. A pain in my head throbbed.

"The Doctor used a psychic link to make that Rose girl unconscious. He also said he erased today from her. Says we should drop her off where we got her." He looked behind him. Rose slept peacefully on his hammock. "He gave you some futuristic medicine and warned me about how it night make you speak nonsense. He also told me you won't remember saying any of the nonsense." He smiled mischievously.

"Oh crap. What did I say?" I rubbed my head.

He cleared his throat. "Something along the lines of 'Jennifer Aniston would look better as a penguin'."

I laughed. "I think I love you." The words slipped out.

He smiled. "Maybe I've been exposed too much to the medication but I think I love you too."

"And that's where this is going to stop." The Doctor said, pushing Tom away. "She's too good for you, anyway."

"Doctor, do I ever meet your past self again?" I blurted out.

"Yes."

"Is Tom there?"

The Doctor stayed silent for a moment. "I have to go. Can't keep UNIT waiting any longer."