**AUTHORS NOTE: Hey you guys! I just have a couple things to say: first, the reason the chapters are coming out so quickly is because the story is already written. I wrote this story a while ago, and just thought of putting out on this site, so all I really need to do is copy and paste them together; good news to you guys! Second of all, I just want to make sure you guys know that this story WAS written before the Name of the Doctor, so all Clara theories maybe pointed out are completely irrelevant to the current episodes. thats all! No. Read on!***

"What was... That?" Said the Doctor.

"Um... I'm hungry! I want... A triple thick milkshake.. And yoghurt!" I knew it was the regeneration talking, but my stomach was just yearning for something... Anything to fill it.

The Doctor looked at me with wide eyes. "No... No-no-no-no... before that. Saffron, what did you just call me?!"

"I called you Chin Boy! Now GENIE SHOW ME THE KITCHEN!" I clapped my hands.

"Saffron", he said, ignoring my rude after-regeneration comments,"why did you call me Chin Boy?" He turned to Clara. "Did you tell her? Did you show her? Please Clara! Tell me!" She shook her head. The Doctor looked confused-but I needed food!

"Please Doctor, if it makes you feel any better, I'm change your name to... Lets say, Nina. But Doctor, you've regenerated before, you know how it feels. And by that, I mean to have a stomach that feels like an empty ocean. And it needs to be FILLED." I would have to find out if I was this fiesta and outgoing or if it was just the aftereffects... After a carton of ice cream was in my mouth.

Finally, I got my food. He made me something so, SO strange. Fish fingers dipped in a bowl of vanilla custard. He said it was the perfect remedy for after-regeneration craving... And it was. I was full in an instant.

Then I crashed. I literally just passed out on the table. I woke up in a bunk bed. It was weird... I felt different then when I had first regenerated. I was still peppier, and sassy, and I greatly had a craving for fish-custard, but I decided that I needed to really find out who I was now.

•••••

I didn't travel with the Doctor for a week. I explored the world on my own. I still liked risk-taking and danger, and I still didn't regret the stunt I did at the museum, but I was different.

I was sassier, adventurous, clever, and, in my opinion, a little funnier. I was a little self absorbed, which I didn't like the least, and though I hadn't felt it yet, I detected sensitivity.

I traveled and tried to find out my interests. I scuba-dived, monster-hunted, and more. Well, if I loved one thing the most over my "discovery period", it was babysitting. I could speak baby, which helped me a lot, but I understood them in other ways. Although my new body was taller and looked more mature, I still interacted with kids like I was one myself.

Nothing could prepare me for my next disinterest. It was turning night wherever I was. To be honest, I don't even remember WHERE I was. I decided to watch the sunset.

I got BORED. All these colours and beauty that had intrigued me before now did nothing for me. I just wanted to cry; and I got my wish. That's why I was sensitive.

I headed back to Nina (that's what I called my TARDIS now, because I thought we all needed a change) and was even more horrified. The whole TARDIS was... Silver and purple. There were silver columns poking out from everywhere, ceiling to floor, ceiling to wall, in a very architectural, pretty-looking way. The light of the new, purple time rotor shin against the silver columns and made them sparkle. Everything was sleek and magnificent.

It crushed me. Had I changed this much?

I ran to my room. Nothing had changed about that, and I was glad. I sat in my bunk bed crying for a long time.

Suddenly there was an arm around me. It was the Doctor. "I like the new TARDIS, 'Ron." That made me cry harder. He sighed, and gave me a fathering hug.

"Saffron. Look at yourself. Your a new person now, and yet you haven't even changed that much; you still are a brilliant kid, you just... Like new things. And look different. New people have different passions, I know that better then anyone. So, I have the perfect idea for you. Have you been to the library?"

•••••

In my old body, I had hated reading. I had thought, 'why read when you can experience?'. Now I realize that when you are reading, you ARE experiencing.

I loved the library. The Doctor had brought me to his library because Nina was stuff changing the layout in mine (the old one held little to no book, because I didn't read). It was beautiful. He seemed to have an infinite number of books, floor after floor of shelves. However, as soon as I stepped into the library, he took me to a shelf marked "Amy", and handed me a booked called Summer Falls. I hadn't the slightest idea who Amy was, but the book was the best thing I had ever read. In the next month, I had read all of the 37 books she had written. Chapter 11 was always the best. It always made you cry.

I had told Nina to replicate the Doctor's library, and she didn't disappoint me. I read almost every time I had spare time. The Doctor was right; reading was my new sunset.

Every book took me to another new world. Every book sent me on a journey I could never go to. Don't get me wrong; I loved traveling more than anything. But the best thing was when the Doctor took me to a place that was the real setting in a book. When he took me to the real 221B Baker Street, I almost screamed.

I loved fantasy, fiction, non-fiction, science fiction, mystery... Any book you put in front of me. I even listened to bottled Encyclopedia Gallifreyan. It was beautiful.

Then I found a big, thick book on a pedestal. It was labeled "The History of the Time War". Well, that looked like an interesting read! As soon as I opened it, I realized that it was a Gallifreyan history book. 'Cool' I thought, 'never read any history yet!' I read it cover to cover. Front to back; I wish I hadn't. A tear fell off my eye and plopped onto the back cover of the book.