A/N: Hola! I am MyNameIsAwesome! Technically, I'm also ChickWithThePurpleGuitar, but this is my new account that I stole from a friend of mine and this is my first story on this account. This story takes place after A Good Man Goes to War in the real world, but for the Doctor it's shortly after The Waters of Mars. Tell me how I do with my spacing in this first chapter. It might be a little squished because there's not a lot of dialogue, but hopefully I'll get better.

Anyway, I don't own DW although I wish with all my heart that I did! I also don't own Three Days Grace, Mayday Parade, Netflix, or a lot of other stuff.

I own Sam, Mrs. O, Mrs. G, and the plot. Enjoy! And please review!

Chapter One

It's been my dream since 2005. I've done research for years trying to find even just a hint that he- that any of it- could possibly be real. And though I hoped and dreamed and prayed, I never actually thought it would be.

I woke up on a Thursday morning feeling sad and lonely. I'd just had an amazing dream where I had found a letter in the mail addressed to me that said I was needed throughout time and space. A key was enclosed. I had left my house and found a blue police box outside. However, the minute I'd used the key to open the door, I'd woken up.

Now, awake, I sighed, thinking about how wonderful and horrible dreams could be. It didn't seem fair to let your subconscious get your hopes up like that and then take it all away. And the worst part of it all? I never had the same dream twice.

I tried time and time again to fall asleep, but it didn't work. I quietly slipped out of bed so as not to wake up my little sister and sleepily made my way downstairs.

Since I didn't have a clock in my room (that worked, anyway), I had no idea what time it was, so I was surprised to see that the digital clock over the TV read 7:42. See, I am not a morning person (especially during the summer) and yet I always seem to wake up super early when I don't have to.

I sat down at the computer and opened up Netflix. Before I started actually watching anything, though, I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, trying to relive my dream.

I never actually see him, in any of my dreams. Something always happens before he shows up. It's probably because he has eleven forms and my brain doesn't know which one to see him as, but I don't know for sure. I wished I could see him. Seeing him was the only point of these dreams!

I opened my eyes as I heard something. It was just my mom coming downstairs. "Honey, I need the computer for a moment," she told me.

I grabbed my notebook and favorite blue pen and moved to the couch. I flipped through the notebook, looking at what I'd put in.

I'd written down most of my dreams in it, as stories. However, I thought as I turned to a new page. Stories are stories and dreams are dreams, but they're nothing compared to the real thing. I sighed and started doodling with my special blue pen.

I sketched the outline of a box and wrote POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX at the top of it. I added two doors and wrote Pull to Open on each of them. After adding some lines to make the box look more 3-Dish, I drew a small circle with a line in the middle as a key hole.

As I smiled at my masterpiece, the drawing almost seemed to glow with gold light, but I blinked and the glow disappeared. Under my picture of the box, I wrote Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. The TARDIS. His TARDIS. In my stories, my TARDIS. But for now, just a drawing. Just a story. Just a dream.

Later that day, I sat in my best friend's car, on our way to our last Girl Scout meeting of the year. I was playing Abduction on her phone while half listening to her go on and on about "Juneday Parade" and "Three Days Canadian" and a bunch of other emo bands that I didn't care about.

Finally, we reached the church where our meetings were held. I gave the phone back and practically jumped out of the car. I needed some thinking time.

After saying hi to all my friends and making sure they pretty much ignored me, I sat in a corner and held my head in my hands. The second I closed my eyes, an image flashed before me.

It was a vortex of a thousand colors- blue and green and red and white and a bunch of other colors I'd never seen before- and a constant thumping- a thumping I'd rather not hear.

"Sam?"

The image (and all memory of it) disappeared when I opened my eyes. My troop leader, Mrs. O, was standing over me, looking concerned.

"Sam, are you alright?" she asked.

I quickly stood up. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," I assured her. "I was just thinking about…..stuff."

Mrs. O didn't seem entirely convinced, but she left me alone anyway. Before I could sit back down and try to remember what the heck had just happened, Mrs. G, my other leader, blew her whistle and announced that it was time for our bridging ceremony.

The fourteen or fifteen of us followed our two leaders out the back door onto a patio surrounded by plants. On the ground lay two flowered branches about a foot apart.

Each Girl Scout crossed the flowered "bridge" and lit a candle as one of our leaders said a bunch of boring stuff.

Afterwards, we each received a key on a chain. Most of my troop members went around talking about how their keys "totally matched their new nail polish!" but I just stood there, staring at the key.

It looked so familiar, yet I couldn't for the life of me remember where I'd seen it before.

I shook my head and shrugged off the feeling of déjà vu once I noticed everyone else going back inside. I slowly lifted the chain over my head and…..whoosh whoosh whoosh. I stepped back as a light flashed on and off repeatedly in front of me and a blue box appeared out of nowhere.

The door opened and a man stepped out. He was tall and skinny; he looked young, but his brown eyes, framed by square glasses, were hundreds of years old; his hair was brown and shaggy and had a sort of cowlick that made it stick up in the front. He wore a striped blue suit to match his box and a long brown coat.

Casually, the man stuck his hands in his pockets and smiled at me.

"Hello. I'm the Doctor."

A/N: Well then. That was an…interesting ending. Hope you guys liked it! Please review!