AN: Well it was asked that I continue this, so I think I will make a few drabbles or oneshots that tie back to the letter. Any suggestions? This will touch on how the Doctor saved my OC Miranda Davies. I imagine her as biracial (black and British).

Her feet carried her faster, pounding against the slick pavement as her breath came out in ragged pants. She came to a stop and peered down in the Thames, trying to ignore her innermost thoughts.

Why even bother, you're useless there's nothing special for you. Just do it.

"Fucking failure." She mumbled as she looked around.

The night was dreary and bitter as she pushed herself up onto the concrete edge of the pathway lining the river. There was no one to seen, no young couples, lingering tourists, no one. Tears stung her eyes as her stomach twisted uncomfortably.

"What's the point?" Miranda whispered as she teetered on the edge. "No one would miss me."

This was true, her dad left when she was young, her mom moved to the States and her boyfriend was less than caring. She had failed out of Uni after falling into the wrong crowd. All it would take is one leap and everything would be better. She looked at the sky and took in the stars, they had come out after a day of rain.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

A voice startled her causing her to wobble. She turned around and saw a man in a bowtie with a quiff. His warm eyes were etched with fear.

"Why do you care?" She spat. "Piss off."

"Just please don't jump. What's your name."

She could hear his voice shake. "Miranda now go away."

The man stepped closer, she could hear his footsteps. "Miranda, please just step back. Take my hand."

Miranda looked over her shoulder and looked him over. He was attractive but it's not like he would go for her. "N-No just leave."

She was shocked when he pushed himself up next to her. "Why are you doing this?"

The wind whipped her hair around her face. Tears rippled down her face. "I'm a failure, I'm nothing special who would miss me? There's nothing out there for me."

The struck a chord in him apparently because he frowned even more. "In all my life I've never met someone who wasn't special."

"W-What makes you an expert on that?" Her voice was raspy with sobs.

He smiled a little. "Get down and I'll show you."

It was either jump or listen to this man and let him show her. Her heart was racing with fear. "You'll send me to hospital."

His hands gently grabbed her shoulders, as not to scare her off. "I swear on my life that I won't. 5 minutes Miranda and then if you want I will make sure I never met you."

What could five more minutes hurt, if anything at least she could have a happy memory before she jumped. She nodded through her tears. "Five minutes."

His face lit up. "Brilliant."

"Why are you doing this?" She whispered after he helped her down.

He leaned over and stared into brown eyes with his blue-green ones and for a minute she hoped he would kiss her. But his lips grazed her ear. "To save you."

He took her hand and led her to a small police call box. She looked at him skeptically, he was dressed far to nice to be a crazed junkie. What was he going to do? Shag her?

"What are we-"

The question died on her lips as he pushed into a vast room on the other side of the blue doors. He snapped and they shut behind them. Flabbergasted, she stood there taking in the large, futuristic room. The man smiled as he pressed buttons and flipped switches.

"I'm the Doctor and Miranda I am going to save you."

AN: Well now you see how she was the girl who was saved. What did you think? Should I write more of this couple what would you like to see of I continue? Thank you for the reviews.