Evie's TARDIS Diary: Flashback

Age: 20

Location: TARDIS

Date: –

With everything that's happened to me, I think the events of the last few days are right up there. It's been less than a week since Mum let slip that I am the Doctor's daughter. The Doctor is my father. I'm half Gallifreyan. I still can't get my head around it.

So… the weirdness started just after the revelation.

"Are you really telling this story, Evie?" River asked with a sigh. She jumped backwards as her daughter aimed a half-hearted kick at the woman's shins.

"Yes." The girl said shortly. "Besides, how can you see what I'm reading from that angle?"

"Fabulous eyesight." Her mother replied calmly moving away.

"You got my daughter pregnant?" Rory demanded glaring at the Doctor. The Time Lord gulped and backed away, his hands raised in surrender.

"Ah… well… Rory…" He stammered.

Mum rolled her eyes, taking pity on him and stood up. She put her hands on her father's chest, holding him back. Still dressed in his centurion outfit Rory did look incredibly threatening.

"Calm down." She ordered. "The Doctor didn't know, either. It's his future self you have to blame. Save your punches for him."

The Doctor himself made an odd squeaking sound at Mum's words, glancing at her wide-eyed. Then he looked at me. It was my turn to go wide-eyed as I realised the implications of what Mum had just announced.

"Did you know?" He demanded of me. Slowly I shook my head. Believing me, he turned back to Mum and started bombarding her with questions.

With the four of them completely distracted by the information, I sneaked away, back to the TARDIS. As soon as I was inside with the doors closed once more, I slumped down onto the ground, totally exhausted by the wave of emotions that had bubbled up inside me. Taking several deep breaths I managed to calm myself down.

"So… old girl…" I muttered, jumping to my feet again and walking purposefully up the steps to the console. Running my hands over the controls I felt the time machine shudder slightly, responding to my touch. "Did you know about this, hmmm? Is that why you like me? How is it possible that I know so much, and yet nothing at all?" I paused, almost expecting the TARDIS to reply. Then I sighed, knowing it was impossible.

"Do you want to know?" A singsong female voice said in my head. Blinking, I looked around sharply. "Do you want to see?"

"Wha– Who's there?"

"It's me, little Evie." The voice continued. "So? Do you want to see?"

I narrowed my eyes warily. "See what?"

"The past… the present… the future…"

Before I could say anything there was an odd jolt. It felt like an electric current was passing through my body. Every inch of me tingled with static. For a brief moment my eyes were forced to close with the sharp, stinging pain of it.

As quickly as it had started the feeling stopped and another jolt passed through me; almost as though I was being released from whatever was causing the sensation. I jerked forwards, dropping to my knees with my head bowed. Taking a couple of steadying breaths I opened my eyes once more and looked up.

I was in the TARDIS. The old TARDIS. The Doctor stood in front of me, leaning backwards against the console and grinning at a blonde woman who was laughing happily. I froze on the spot, sure that they would notice me in a second.

"Now then, Rose Tyler." The Doctor said standing upright and moving around the console. "Where shall we go next?"

He walked straight at me. Surely he had seen me and would stop. The Doctor's face displayed no sign that this was the case and, as I gasped loudly, he walked straight through me. It was the oddest sensation in the world – like plunging into an ice-cold pond. For a moment he hesitated, turning to look at the space I occupied with a puzzled expression on his face. Then he shrugged and continued around the console.

"What's happening?" I demanded loudly. Neither the Doctor or Rose made any sign that they had heard me.

"You are seeing." The voice informed me, sounding incredibly pleased with herself. "Snapshots of time."

"Sna… but what does this have to do with me?"

"Well, nothing. But have you ever seen Rose Tyler before? She was important to your father."

"I know…" I muttered, turning to stare at the blonde. She was barely older than me; so happy and full of life.

As I stood, staring at her, the scene began to dissolve and I couldn't stop myself crying out in surprise. The TARDIS materialised around me once more. Still the old console room, but this time the Doctor was sitting on the chair beside the controls and a familiar red-head was standing at the console.

"No, NO!" The Doctor cried out, jumping to his feet and rushing to Donna's side. "Not that one… I told you before. DON'T touch that one!"

"Sorry, sorry!" She said, rolling her eyes. "That better, spaceman?" I grinned at Donna's words.

"Much." The Time Lord replied.

"D'you think she'll be alright?" Donna asked after a moment, glancing back at the Doctor who had taken his seat once more. He raised an eyebrow questioningly. "Martha?"

"Ah… she'll be fine." He said with a smile. "Martha Jones… can't believe she's getting married!"

"I can't believe you didn't notice her ring… you prawn!" The woman chuckled. Snorting with laughter at her choice of insult I moved to perch on the seat beside the Doctor. I quite liked the idea of observing him and Donna. It was bound to be amusing.

No sooner had I sat down, however, than the scene flipped once more. Pulling a face I sighed.

"Ohh… I was looking forward to that!" I said aloud. The voice in my head laughed.

"You'll find this much more interesting, I'm sure." It said lightly.

"Doctor?" A very familiar voice called from the other side of the door to the corridor.

Suddenly I was aware that I was standing very close to the Doctor but, before I could do anything about it he moved forwards and walked straight through me, sending the strange sensation through me once again. He, however, seemed too fixated on the person about to come through the door to notice anything out of the ordinary. I retreated to the chair, hoping I'd be safe from people walking through me if I was sitting down.

"River?" He called, just as the door opened and Mum walked into the console room. I gasped. She was HUGE.

"I want ice-cream, Doctor." She whined. He grinned and practically skipped past her, stopping only to drop a quick kiss on her forehead as he went. Mum made her way slowly to the chair and I managed to roll out of the way just before she sat on me.

"Woah…" I exclaimed, scrutinising her carefully. My eyes were glued to her swollen stomach, which she was rubbing gently. "Is that… me?"

"Who else would it be?" The voice laughed.

"You tell me…" I muttered as the door opened once more and the Doctor came in with a tub of ice-cream.

"So? Are we going to discuss names?" He asked, perching on the seat beside Mum and opening his mouth. She grinned and fed him some ice cream. "Personally I quite like Brynhildr."

Mum nearly choked on her mouthful of ice cream. "Brynhildr? You're joking, right?"

"No!" The Doctor looked affronted. "I knew a lovely woman called Brynhildr once… well, I say lovely… she started out lovely. These days everyone thinks she was just a character from mythology…"

"We are not calling our child Brynhildr." Mum said firmly, rolling her eyes.

"Alright, my love." The Doctor conceded easily, much to my relief. "Cordelia? Augustine? Tallulah?"

Mum glared at him, the spoon in her hand pausing half way to her mouth. "Are you actually being serious?"

"Y-yes?" He asked, slightly confused. I shook my head.

"In that case, I am not calling this baby any name that you come up with." She told him fiercely. "She's called Evie."

The Doctor considered for a moment, his head on one side. "Evie… Evie Song? Yeah… I like it." His face contorted for a second as Mum winced, rubbing her stomach. Then he relaxed, realising that the baby had just kicked. "Apparently she approves."

"She does indeed…" I muttered. "Much better than any of your choices, anyway."

"Ready to move on?" The voice asked in my head.

"Nice of you to ask this ti–" I started. Then the TARDIS rearranged itself once more. "Great, thanks."

The room was empty. For some reason that made me slightly wary. As did the sound of running footsteps coming towards the console room along the corridor. Suddenly the door flew open and Mum appeared, no longer pregnant, and giggled as she danced around the controls dressed in nothing but a large shirt; obviously one of the Doctor's. He appeared a split second later chasing her, laughing and wearing nothing but his boxers.

"I really don't want to see this…" I muttered.

"Come here!" The Time Lord ordered, coming to a halt at the console.

Mum laughed. "No way! You'll have to catch me first!"

"Seriously? Can I get out of here?" I demanded.

The Doctor leapt forwards, his hand tightening around Mum's wrist and he pulled her backwards, spinning her around and kissing her passionately. Quickly he hoisted her up onto the console, his hands on her face as her legs wrapped round his waist.

"I love you…" He murmured as they broke apart for a moment. She smiled and returned the sentiment, before her hands were in his hair once more and their lips reconnected.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" I yelled, really not wanting to see where this was heading. I had a good idea and there was no way I was planning on seeing it.

To my immense relief, the scene changed once more and I was alone in the TARDIS again. Not that this reassured me much, who knew what was coming next. I waited. For a couple of minutes there was nothing; just complete silence.

"So? You've seen your beginning. Does it make things clearer?" The voice asked.

"Am I back?" I muttered out loud.

"Yes."

"Good… I don't think I could have dealt with seeing anymore." I admitted with a shudder. "Did I really need to see that last one? I think I'll be having nightmares for weeks."

The voice laughed. "You were questioning your beginnings… I showed you them. You were born out of love, Evie. Not everyone can say that."

I paused for a moment. "I suppose… but why show me Donna… and Rose?"

"They made the Doctor who he is. They helped shape him, along with so many others. And so, they helped make you who you are."

"Who are you?" I demanded looking around. "Where are you?"

"I'm all around you, little Evie." The voice laughed gently. "I am the TARDIS."

I gasped, putting my hand on the console. It pulsed gently, the lights flashing at my touch. "Hello… I never –"

"Evie?" Mum called, the doors of the TARDIS bursting open. I whirled round as Mum, the Doctor, Rory and Amy all burst in. She sighed with relief. "Why did you wonder off? We thought…"

Covering the distance between the doors and the console in record time she flung herself at me, hugging me tightly. I found that I couldn't look her in the eye. Nor could I look at the Doctor without blushing.

"What's wrong?" She demanded, holding me at arm's length and staring into my face. I felt myself going scarlet. I was used to her behaviour, but this was something different. I was about to reply 'nothing' but I knew that wouldn't convince her. Mum could read me like a book.

"The TARDIS took me on a little trip through my past…" I said with a grim smile. "I'm glad you overruled him on the name choices. But I don't think I'm EVER going to be able to touch those controls again." I told them pointedly.

Now it was the Doctor's turn to blush. He and Mum understood exactly what I meant. Rory and Amy glanced between us in confusion. They looked even more bewildered when the three of us suddenly jumped into action, moving around the console room and avoiding eye contact with each other.

"Evie…" River muttered as her daughter closed the diary. "Are we OK?"

"Mmmm?" The girl murmured, looking up confused. "What d'you mean?"

"After what the TARDIS showed you? I mean… that's something you should never have seen."

"Too right..." She agreed moving to put her dairy on the shelf beside her mother's. Thoughtfully she stroked the spine of the older, scruffier, fuller book. With a deep sigh, she turned back to face the older woman. "But I've seen so much that people should never see."

She smiled and fell into River's arms, clinging to her tightly. River kissed the top of her daughter's head, closing her eyes in contentment.