The First Time You Meet Him

by ThatInvisibleAuthor

Normal people would cry out in terror. After all, your aunt and uncle couldn't possibly be up, and you have no other siblings, so it could only be a stranger outside your door. But it never occurs to you to utter a peep... Story written in second person. Please leave me a review! Rated T to be safe, and for potential future chapters.

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2

A.N.: This was inspired by 10th squad 3rd seat.I decided to do a time skip rather than just continue a simple trip to Germany. Enjoy!

It's nearly midnight when you hear a noise coming from the kitchen. Instinctively, you place yourself in the living room, in front of the stairs. Nothing comes between you and your children. Then, as the cadence ends, your mind places the sound. Recollections of Germans seemingly speaking English and tumbling bricks filled your head, so much so that you almost miss it when the door creaks open

"Oh," he says, looking exactly the same as he had those twenty years ago. "Hello, I'm looking for (your name)?"

"Doctor," you breathe, the only thing you can think to say. The single word strikes him with realization, and he looks torn between happiness and sorrow. Happy to see you again, and sadness at who knows what.

"I'm a bit late, aren't I?" he replies in the exact British accent you so love.

"You're only late if they're expecting you."

The Doctor appears hurt as he gestures toward his TARDIS. "I can leave if you want me to," he says, trying to hide the loneliness.

"No, no. I appreciate the surprise. I want you to stay," you say. He smiles at you.

"So, to what do I owe this enormous pleasure?" you ask. As usual, his expression changes faster than greased lightning.

"All of those posters on your wall," he says. "You wanted to run away and I showed you the wonders of traveling. Time and space! And you proceeded to never even leave this house. Why?"

"I have a life. I have a spouse, I have children, I have responsibilities," you frantically explain, not knowing why you wanted to stay.

"You had 'responsibilities' back then, didn't you?" You don't reply to this.

"Come with me," he offers, so like that fateful night.

"Where?" you demand, playing along.

"Take your pick," he says, a bright smile on his face. You don't know why it still seems sad to you.

"A different planet," you announce after only a moment's deliberation.

He smiles even wider and ushers you into the TARDIS. You don't care if the groaning sound of take-off wakes anyone. You'll be back in time for breakfast.

A.N.: please leave me a review and tell me what you thought. Thank you for your time and GOD BLESS!