The Warning
Featuring The Ninth Doctor and Grace Holloway
6th January, 2000.
Grace Holloway was on holiday at last. It had only been a few days since the mysterious Doctor she'd met had vanished, but she was glad that she declined the offer to travel with him in his strange TARDIS.
As well as that, she could travel the world on her own path. She could see beauty, and hear wonder.
However, for now, she was in India, because, well, a long story.
It had started a day after the Doctor had left, when she got back to her house after work.
When Grace opened her front door, a piece of folded paper, that looked a lot like a tapestry, flew into her house. It had weird symbols on it, and after looking them up on the internet, she had been led to India.
After Grace had got off her tuc-tuc, that was convieniently close to where she needed to be, she began to walk down a narrow alleyway, and stopped, just outside an ancient looking door.
She knocked on the door, and to her surprise, a man with a leather jacket and sweater emerged from the door.
Bit unusual for a place like this, Grace thought.
"Hello Grace, did you miss me?" the man asked, with a rough northern accent.
"But, who are you? And how do you know my name?" Grace asked the strange man.
"Let me put it to you this way; you last saw me on 1st January 2000. Well, in your case. I meet you again in the future."
She looked annoyed.
"Doctor, what are you doing in India?"
"I was looking for a piece of parchment, with some odd-looking symbols on it."
Grace pulled out the parchment she had found.
"You mean like this?"
The Doctor smiled.
"Fantastic, oh fantastic!" He shouted, before running the opposite way to the way that Grace had come.
"So much for a plane ticket. Thanks Doctor."
And with that, Grace walked back the way she had came, got into a tuc-tuc, and got the first flight back to America.
Three months later, Grace sat in her house, watching TV. Outside, though, she could hear a harsh breeze outside her house, and she noticed a blue box outside her window. It was the Doctor.
She rushed outside, and spotted the Doctor she had seen before.
"What did you use the bit of parchment for?" she asked.
"It was a warning, that fell through time. Well, it really was an alien hidden in the ink, created by the Daleks."
"What are "Daleks"?"
"You don't need to worry about that. But you're capable of handling anything that comes down from the skies. Grace Holloway: Defender Of America. You'll find it fantastic."
He then left in the TARDIS, rustling the dead leaves on Grace's drive once more.
THE END