Into My Past--Prequel To Led Through Time

by Fangirls at 221B

Elizabeth Jackson is a 24 year-old Whovian who has been watching since the reboot. the owner of the orphanage had always played it to somewhat make up for her strict husband. Lizzie lost her parents at age 8 and sister at 16. - This is a back story story with two sightings of The Doctor. I included most of the first chapter of Led Through Time in the end chapter.

2. Chapter 2: Here We Go Again

Hello peasants!

Ok, I was going all Stormageddon Dark Lord Of All for a moment there. Sorry. This is a depressing fanfic and I'm terribly sorry for that.

Not really. LET MY INNER MOFFAT SHINE THROUGH MUAHAHAHAHA! Anyways, enjoy.

Chapter 2: Here We Go Again

It happened again. I was 16, it was exactly a year since that conversation. I was hiding in yet another closet, along with most of the other girls. I was worried about my sister. A little too worried. I (quite Idiotically) exited the closet. Using the movies I've seen, I sneakily headed to the quaint living-room. I saw nobody in the kitchen so I tried my best to rush through it. I rammed into someone. I didn't look at his face. Not once. I still don't know how a managed that.

"Sir, uh, my sister, she's-she's somewhere. She was in the living room and then we-we got attacked much like when I was eight I don't know what your name is but please help me. She's all I have left." I said.

Though, it came out more like "Siruhmysistershe's-she'ssomewhere. Shewasinthelivingroomandthenwe-wegotattacked. MuchlikewhenIwaseight. Idon'tknowwhatyournameisbutpleasehelpme. She'sallIhaveleft."

"Hey, Lizzie, Calm down."

"Please, Gracie's in trouble. Hurry!" I sobbed out.

"Gracie?" He said, very shocked.

"Yes, sir! Please help me!" Even though I didn't look at his face, nor did I know who he was, I felt...safe.

"Yes, it's very important that you stay in here."

"If she-" I stopped and looked down. "If she dies, tell me. I've lost everything, okay? If I lose her you don't need to give me the 'I did everything in my power' crap."

"I promise." He uttered, before heading out the doorway.

I sat in the flat I was forced to buy with me and Gracie's money. As I stared blankly at the wall, I thought through my life. It had been a happy, yet horribly depressing life and I managed to not have a mental breakdown and murder seven people. I got up to start baking, yet again, like I did when I was in a bad mood. I was about 18 by now, and it had been about two years since my sisters' death. I lost everything.

I picked up my phone, after, of course, putting a batch of double-chocolate cupcakes in the oven. "Hey Amber," I said through the phone

"Yeah sweetie?"

"I, um, was just thinking about my family,"

"Liz, you need to stop that. That was all in the past."

"Come on, Am, you were there. Papa was a jerk. And I told you how I ended up in that horrid place."

"I know, I lost my family too."

"Yeah, but not as bad as I had it, and you know Papa was harder on me."

"Yeah, I know, Liz."

"Wanna come over. I think I have some popcorn somewhere. Maybe I can turn on Doctor Who."

Mad Girl With A Keyboard: I always look forward to your reviews :). I wasn't trying to make it sad, it just...was. And We're assuming "Papa" (Fun Fact! The lady's husband made 'em call them Mama And Papa.) was a cheapskate. And I think the rest of it was cleared up in this chapter because of Amber.

HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED!