A/N: I do not own Doctor Who.
I go back to the orphanage.
That's the last place I know for sure she was.
But I have to be careful. Because I'm already here.
And so are the Silence.
Five days until the moon landing.
The night they took Amy. The Ganger Amy.
She's been getting kidnapped a lot lately. Jeopardy friendly.
That's what 9 used to call Rose. That's what I used to call her. Back in another life.
The Silence lost Melody that night. She got away.
Good girl.
But between not being seen by my previous self and The Silence I lose her.
She's just a little girl and the world is so big. I worry about her.
I've always had a soft spot for children. Not that it matters.
I would brave the Time War all over again if it meant getting Amy her daughter back a day sooner.
I can't track Melody like I would a normal Time Lord (or Time Lady in this case).
Mostly because she's not just a Time Lord. She's Time Lord and Human.
Not half and half. She's both.
One hundred percent both. I don't know how it happened.
Well I do but I don't. She came into existence inside the Time Vortex.
But it's not just that. That wouldn't have been enough to explain all of this.
It's the cracks.
It's her Mother. It's Amy. Amelia Pond. Not just a pretty name.
The entire universe has been pouring into her head since she was eight years old.
She brought me back. I was in the void. I never existed.
And Amy brought me back. She asked that day, at her wedding if she had finally surprised me.
I never let her know. She did.
Cause it shouldn't have been possible.
Too many strings. I've lived for so long. I've done so much. It should have been harder for her to bring me back.
For her to remember me. It should have been impossible.
But she did it. And she passed it on to her daughter.
Melody.
I can't sense you. But I will find you.