"DOCTOR! You lied to me! You SET ME UP!"

We were in the Doctor's TARDIS. I had told the Doctor about my discovery, the discovery I dreaded. He wasn't angry... But he looked sad.

He deserved to be.

"I did no such thing."

"You TOOK ME, an INNOCENT Time Lady, and made me believe that my home was still ALIVE. PROSPERING. How COULD you?"

He didn't say a word. His back was to me, his head hung. "I didn't tell you, because for this very reason." He talked slowly and carefully, afraid to say the wrong thing.

"You didn't inform me of my PLANET'S SUFFERING? I could have done something!"

His head hung lower.

"DOCTOR WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!"

I was in tears now. Angry tears. Sad tears. They burned on my face, like I was the Wicked Witch of the West.

Then he started to walk away. Oh NO. He wasn't leaving me, not right now. How could he leave me when I was in such pain?!

I grabbed his shoulder, "DOCTOR. If you leave right now, I will never forgive you. TELL ME why you didn't tell me that everyone I loved died. Tell me why you didn't say a word about how I AM THE ONLY TIME LADY LEFT. TELL ME WHY-"

She stopped me mid-sentence. He had swung around and belted, "BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT TO HURT YOU. You see yourself right now? I WANTED TO PREVENT THIS WITH MY LIFE. And when I had to tell you, I wanted us to get through it TOGETHER... and now," he quieted down, "I'm the most hated man in the history of the universe. Saffron... I'm sorry. And soon, you will hate me more."

He grabbed my face and knelt down to look into my eyes, which were tear-stained and red. His were, too. "Saffron... your like my daughter. I have been alone for so, SO long, and now you know why."

He... he thought of me as his daughter? After all this time, I had never thought about it. And now... I guess he was. I guess he was my dad.

"Doctor, I'm sorry!" I cried.

Something occurred to me. "Doctor, we break Gallifreyan law all the time. We can go back. I know we can't stop the Time War, but we can see them again. We can land on Gallifrey and see them again... Can't we?"

He frowned, tears forming in his eyes. "Saffron, this is all my fault... but we can't. We just can't."

"Doctor... what do you mean? What's not your fault?"

"Oh Saffron... please forgive me."

He told me about how we couldnt go back to our planet even if we wanted to. There was a time lock on Gallifrey that not only kept you from visiting the Time War, but anywhere else in it's timeline.

My eyes had been tearing up. Who would do such a horrible thing? Keep the Timelords and Timeladies locked up, making their home into a prison cell.

"Doctor... Then how did I get out?"

The Doctor covered his hand over his face and paced around the TARDIS. "Saffron? I honestly don't know. Either it was because you left before the... Time War... in the first place, and therefore I hadn't even locked the planet yet. But that would be a paradox, because I locked the planet from all directions, all times... Saffron, you are a crazy miracle."

I was taken aback. "D-doctor... Did you say that YOU locked the planet?"

He covered his mouth, like a child who had accidentally swore. His eyes started watering. A tear fell.

"Saffron, I-"

I was horrified. Who was this man, that for a second, I had considered a make-shift father?

"Are you telling me that the sad, lonely man I keep hearing is the one that caused his loneliness? Are you telling me that you are the reason we can't save our race?" Now... now I was angry. "Are you telling me that you are keeping me from seeing my family again? YOU are the reason we are the last ones left?!"

"Saffron... please... don't try to go-"

I didn't even listen to him. I ran out if his TARDIS, and over to Nina. I set the coordinates to Gallifrey, and suddenly... The engine smoked. The whole place shook like an earthquake was shaking the bits out of us. Sparks flew from Nina's console. She automatically landed back where she was before; next to the Doctor's TARDIS in a dark alley. I was crushed.

Then I remembered; what was the difference between the Type 39 and 40 TARDIS? Something dangerous... something sad... something that could cause my own existence to go into hyperdrive.

With this Type 39 TARDIS, I could reset my timeline to a certain point, with whatever memories I wanted. I didn't want any memories except a faint voice in my head telling me not to steal Nina and fly away.

I needed to see my family again. I couldn't help crying. I really wanted to do this, but... But would I forget? This time-rewriting business had glitches. Sometimes people lost all their memories. Sometimes people's timelines were completely destroyed, and they were reborn into different timelines an infinity number of times.

All those times with the Doctor would have to be forgotten. I couldn't risk me changing history, chickening out and stealing Nina again. All those times with the Doctor, all the times we shared... they would all be for nothing.

I would have lost my dad and my best friend.

But... I would see my family. My KIND. I wouldn't be alone.

The Doctor could come with me. But... I would have to tell him. He would think that I hated him, that I was running away. I couldn't tell him.

I slammed buttons, pulled levers, punched memories I wanted to remember into an old typewriter. I wanted to remember Nina. I always wanted to remember how she was the perfect companion.

I was all set up. Tears rolling down my face, I whispered "goodbye" and pushes the "reset button". There was a loud bang. Nina was shaking and making loud noises. I cried harder. "I'm SORRY. NINA I'LL... Miss... you..." All the energy was draining from my body. I was about to faint... When suddenly, the Doctor rushed in, Clara at his side, sonic screwdriver in hand. He sonic-ed Nina, and Nina calmed down. She had been notifying the Doctor. My energy came back; he had reversed the re-writing. I was still weak, but I got up, and immediately fell into Clara. "NO DOCTOR WHY?! WHY DOCTOR! I WANTED TO GO BACK! NO." I yelled frantically, throwing a childish tantrum. Clara sat with me in her arms, trying to calm me down with calming words and stroking my brown hair. I was staining her sweater with tears.

The doctor was hurt. "Saffron... I can't believe you would do this; after all we did together, you want to forget me? Like Don- no. She wasn't intentional. You want to risk the stability of your own life to get away from me?"

No! It wasn't like that! But I didn't have the energy to speak. I just fell asleep on Clara's shoulder.