Shout. Scream. Kill. I'm running, faster than I've ever run. I'm blinded by the lights that flicker franticly in the night, overcome with grief, and aching with tiredness. I scream but no one can hear me. The cries of 'exterminate' are ear piercing and seem to drown out every inch of hope that's left on Gallifrey. I'm at Arcadia and the impossible has happened. The Daleks. Oh, the Daleks! They've gotten in – fought through our safety mechanisms and shattered our shields and... they killed my family. There's nothing left for me anymore. And I don't know what to do! I'm despairing, scared and helpless.

That's when I see Theta. Run, he tells me. And so I do. I run and run and run for what seems like eternity and feels like forever. That's when I fall. EMELYN! I hear Theta scream. Then I'm face to face with a Dalek that's half damaged, but half alive. Exterminate, it croaks. I run. And I get exterminated. But I don't do and I don't regenerate, because this Dalek is weak. This Dalek is wounded. And now, as I groan at the searing pain in my shoulder, I realise so am I.

The scene changes. I'm in a cell. A prison, some sort of...camp? I'm cornered, surrounded by Daleks. No! PLEASE NO! I'm begging, screaming, tears plummeting down my thrashed cheeks. You will help us. They state. No! I protest. YOU WILL HELP US! I feel my blood being drained from my body, the regeneration energy fading, and the voices in my head dying. I'm in hell.

I gasp, jerking upright. I'm sweating and gasping for air. Not another. No, please no another...I'm netting nightmares more frequently and they're growing more vivid.

"They just seem so real..." I murmur aloud, but break off when I notice something. Intrigued, I gently grasp the small jewel that glimmers in the humming lights of the Tardis. There, by my bedside, is nothing, other than the jewel that I longed for when we were in Akhaten.

Tardis, who gave me this? I whisper in Gallifreyan. The Tardis hums in response. I gasp.

"The Doctor?!" I exclaim. My eyes begin to water at his kindness, but part of me frowns. Why did he buy me this? I'm no one special and hardly deserving of such a valuable gift. And what did he trade it for? My body's a swarm of emotions – confusion, thankfulness, resentment.

"Doctor! Doctor" I cry, racing towards him and hugging the lanky man. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

His eyes light up. "You like it?"

"Like it? I LOVE IT!" I swallow, and take a big breath. "Doctor...what did you trade this for? Because I don't want you giving up your valuables for someone like me."

"Ha! Traded it for a small bit of rubbish that I picked up on some small planet. Worth nothing at all!"

I frown. "Hang on, do you have any possessions from Gallifrey? Like, any things you managed to save?"

The Doctor stares at me gravely. "Who are you?"

"Sorry, what?"

"How do you not know who I am? The Doctor? The DOCTOR! The Doctor – Do you know who I am? What I've done? Why I block my memories from you as you do to me? Do you have any idea how much I've suffered, how much pain I've gone through? Do you know why Gallifrey burnt?"

"T-t-the w-w-war..." I stutter, alarmed at the Doctor's sudden outburst.

He looms over me now, searching my eyes and my memories. "What else did they do to you in that Dalek prison camp, eh? How long were you there for? Where was it located? What did you do? You don't know do you?"

Hang on...how can I not know? Why can't I not remember!? I panic, scared. "What the hell is going on?" I choke out.

"If you don't remember me and the things that I've done then something's wrong. Something missing. Because everyone on Gallifrey knows who I am. The Oncoming Storm! The Doctor! Mr Theta Sigma at the Academy! But why me? Why did the wipe me out of your memory? Why was I import..."He trails off, realisation dawning on him. "Unless – oh. Oh my god. But you can't be! No! Why was the name Emelyn so familiar to you? Why were you shocked?"

I'm on the verge of tears. "I don't know what you mean, j-j-just leave me alone!" I yell.

"Flora I'm sorry. I'm really, very sorry. They took your memories and blocked your thoughts. This is going to hurt."

"What do you-?"

And that's when he kisses me.

Gently, delicately on my lips. I'm shocked. But then something odd happens. It's like the Doctor's sucking the life out of me and my body turns limp and my skin goes cold.

And the memories flash through my mind.

A/N: Mwahahahah CLIFF HANGER! Why has she forgotten the Doctor? Are they related? Friends? Linked, perhaps? Follow this story so you can find out as soon as possible. And who's this Emelyn that the Doctor mentioned and that Flora saw in her dreams? OOOOOOOOOOHHHH! I really hope you guys enjoyed this! I'm making the chapters short so that I have the time to post more frequently! PLEASE REVIEW!

Lots of love (and thanks for your continued support!),

Imogen xxx