The Doctor is a 2822 year old time Lord. A wise man, healer, mad man. A mad man with a box. The Oncoming Storm. The Bringer of Darkness – the destroyer of Gallifrey. A man who had lost so much. Seen so much. Felt pain and anger and despair and grief.

And that's when I feel it.

My eyes snap open as I gasp for air.

"Flora, are you okay?" The Doctor looks concerned.

"Doctor...oh my god..." The memories have come back and so have I.

"My name's not Flora! It's ... Emelyn," I breathe.

The Doctor's eyes widen: "WHAT?"

"Doctor, it's you, oh my goodness it's really you!"

He stares at me, incredulous. "I thought I'd lost you...I thought...I though the Daleks had taken you forever. I got a letter from the High Council, missing in action, they said. And, and..." Tears begin to fall down his face and his hand caresses me cheek. I smile at him lovingly, teary eyed and forgiving. He leans in and kisses me gently.

"I love you, Emelyn. My Bonded, my wife, my best friend."

I'm filled with warmth, hearts soaring. "Me too, Theta. I love you too."

And we just sit there, hand in hand, happy and in love and lost in the moment.

2720 years earlier.

"Emelyn. Hey. Emelyn!" I whip my head around to see my cousin, Koschei holding a beautiful bouquet of silver flowers. "Happy 100th!"

"Koschei!" I tackle him in a hug. "Thank you so much! I've missed you."

"I've missed you too – and, oh, I hope you don't mind but I've bought a friend along. Oi, Theta – get out here!"

A tall, handsome Gallifreyan with mossy brown hair and glowing green eyes poked his head out from behind the doorway. He grinned at me.

"Hi, I'm Theta. Nice to meet you – and happy 100th!" He grinned, holding out his hand.

"Thanks! Nice to-"

That was all I managed to say before we were both thrown across the floor. Golden energy floated around the hands we just shook. I sharply turned to face him, my eyes widening in awe.

"Oh my gosh..." Koschei gasped. "You're linked!"

Theta and I continued to stare at each other as I felt his presence grow strong in my mind.

Hello Emelyn, he said.

One hundred years later.

I had never been happier in my entire life. Theta and I were seated on a small round sofa in the centre of our room. In our new home. The walls were streaked with a dusky orange, Theta's favourite colour. On one of the walls, a huge arched window lay wide open, allowing the last rays of light illuminate the room as the moons rose into the sky. I smiled at Theta and he beamed in response.

A new start.

A new beginning.

We had just had our Linking Ceremony, and I couldn't be happier.

Fifty years later.

"Theta?" I whispered. "Where are you?"

It was early in the morning, and he wasn't lying next to me. "Where are you?" I grumbled. I swiftly crawled out of bed, my white blankets of comfort falling away. I tiptoed through the house, looking for him everywhere. But there was no sign of him. And the house was silent.

I arrived at Sky's room. The walls were painted with stars and galaxies and planets and constellations, tiny fairy lights making the room sparkle. It was the Doctor's idea – and I loved it. As I felt the fuzzy carpet against my feet, I heard a noise. Peering inside, the sight that met my eyes made my hearts melt. There was little Sky, sleeping soundly ... in Theta's arms. He gently hummed an old Gallifreyan lullaby to her.

"This is Gallifrey, our childhood our home,

A place where the Time Lords care to roam.

The sky appears gold,

And the mountains old.

A lonely man cares for it all.

No more sorrow, no more pain,

No-one wins from being vain.

Your name is a promise,

One you must keep.

So all the Time Lords can roam free.

Eleven lives until the end,

So please do live them well my friend."

Theta stops as he sees me in the doorway and blushes deeply at being caught singing.

"Er, sorry," He gently places Sky back in her cot. "I'd better go back to bed."

But a place a hand on his arm. "Theta, I ... that was beautiful."

He looks shocked. "Really? You liked it?"

I smiled, nodding. The sight of my husband and daughter, the two Gallifreyans of whom I loved most, peaceful and content, was a sight that made my hearts flutter.

They always say that when you're Linked both hearts belong to your Link.

But theyre wrong.

Because my hearts will always belong to both the Doctor and my daughter.

10 years later.

I'm running, blinded by pain and fear and fright.

"THETA!" I yell. i can't see him anywhere and the lasers and lights and flames are so disorienting that I can barely see. I know he's nearby, because there's an echo in my mind. Suddenly, a huge chunk of rock rips through the air as an explosion sounds, knocking me off my feet, the rock pinning me to this ground. I yell, exhausted and terrified.

Where is he?

That's when I see him, standing amidst the rubble and ruins and flames and fire. "Doctor!" I cry. He spots me, his expression fading from angry and turning to concern. He races towards me, delicately dragging me out. A moan escapes my lips as my ankle jerks violently. I shake my head, staying quiet.

"Let me see," He says, but I shake my head. "Trust me, I'm a Doctor."

Reluctantly, I nod, but golden wisps of light are already escaping from his hands as he tries to heal me. I gasp, trying to free myself from his grip, but he's much stronger than me.

"Theta Sigma," I breathe." You wasted regeneration energy on me?" My eyes brim with tears. "How could you do that? I'm not worth that, you're so selfish!"

His eyes soften. "You, Emelyn, are worth the universe."

Seventy-five years later.

"Sky! SKY!" I scream. The nursery isn't safe anymore. If the Daleks got past our shields who knows what they'll get past next. I have no choice – I've got to find her. My daughter, my world, my life and my everything.

I have got to save her before it's too late.

That's when the explosion sounds. And the building explodes.

"No," I whisper. "No. NO!" I bellow. I run into the ruins, love blinding me, determination seared onto my face. She has to be alive, she can't just die! Not now, not yet – she's too young. She doesn't have enough regeneration energy in her blood yet so she won't be able to regenerate.

But then I see what I desperately wish I hadn't. What I want to forget and never, ever, ever remember again. Sky's small body lies under the rocks. The little girl that was once bursting with life is now limp.

Lifeless.

She has not hearbeats. No. No. No. This can't be real, it just can't be happening! Why her? NO! It's not fair. I clutch the cold figure that was once my little girl, and sob hopelessly, holding her to my chest for all it's worth.

One hour later.

I'm still, sitting in the ruins of the nursery, my fingers mindlessly combing her once glorious hair.

"EMELYN! SKY!" I hear Theta's cries. I just cry even more, praying for her to come back to life, for the impossible to turn possible.

"Emelyn, Sky! You're okay!" Theta sounds so relieved. I scream. And then he sees that I'm anything but okay.

"No..." He chokes. "No, no, no, no no. NO! Sky... my daughter...no." Tears start to fall from his face too.

"There has to be something we can do! I'll never be able to live with myself for this! What can we do? Theta! There has to be something." I choke, desperate.

"I'm sorry," He says gravely.

I scream.

"Emelyn, what's wrong? What is it? What happening?" Theta asks frantically.

"Oh my gosh...the memories...I just had a flashback, that's all." I wave it off dismissively.

"No, tell me what you saw."

I look at him sadly. "Sky," Is all I say, tears dropping down my cheeks.

No more.

A/N: Hope you liked it! OMG you found out who Emelyn is yay! Please review, follow and favourite - I'd love to hear you feedback. Also, I am so annoyed at the moment because I spent ages writing this only to have it all deleted resulting in me having to rewrite it. Great.

Have a lovely day!

Imogen xxx