Hiiiiiiiiiiiii! (that was supposed to sound a bit like the 'hi' the Doctor and Rose say in 'The Idiot's Lantern') :3 Haha, okay so this is my second chapter, it's quite short and hasn't really got spoilers in it yet, but trust me by chapter 3 there'll be spoilers galore of Let's Kill Hitler and Night Terrors, YES I have decided! Haha! Then I can use the creepy SONG the dolls sang. ^^ TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK. :3 Right then, please REVIEW and I'll see you on the other side. Trust Me? :)

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Chapter 2

The Doctor almost lost his grip on his sonic, almost.

There, stood before him was a young girl. No... Teenager? She stood at the height of around five foot or so, her body clad in a black t-shirt and green cargos. She wore leather combat boots... and she was laughing; so very beautifully. Her shoulder length golden locks tickled the crook of her neck as she let her lips rest against each other, smiling giddily as she rocked on the balls of her feet.

Doctor, put the sonic down, we can talk.

The Doctor frowned, placing his thumb on the correct button as the faint sound of whirring mechanics took to the atmosphere kindly, familiarly... As soon as it was done he lifted the device in front of his face, rubbing his head in sudden confusion, his eyes flickering with a slight sparkle as emotions swept across his face as quickly as time itself.

Slowly, he let the sonic drop from his face, revealing wide eyes to the figure stood before him. Her body rumbled with more laughter. The Doctor rose a brow, this time paying closer attention when he set his sonic upon the teen.

Just as he expected.

Her body blurred, flickering like a television with bad signal before it regained composure as soon as his thumb fled the button. The Doctor let out a hurried laugh, rubbing his jaw with a small grin. "You're not really here." He stated.

"I never was, not really anyway. One day I will be though." Her voice was stronger, less mechanical and more real.

"Right," the Doctor said quickly, turning on his heels to face away from the stranger. He quickly dashed to the other side of the console, yanking the TARDIS' monitor into full view as he began typing rapidly. "The TARDIS isn't picking you up; you aren't here... just as you said. What are you then? No, don't tell me... that'll ruin the fun. A computer program perhaps? ...No you couldn't possibly be. Then what? What?" this time as he spoke he walked closer and closer to the teen. His eyes fixated upon the figure, his index finger pointing directly at her pale nose. "What could you possibly be?"

There was a pause as her oceanic wide orbs gazed into his chocolate pools. She grinned slightly as his eyes widened in realisation. She nodded, opening her mouth to urge the words to surface.

"A ghost." They both uttered the words at the same instant, the Doctor's mouth instantly turning grim, the teen's grinning wide, almost reaching her ears.

"Well a ghost of the future to be exact, your future." She beamed, walking around the ancient Time Lord as if she had suddenly taken a fascination in him. "The TARDIS is a smart thing I'll tell you that. A smart girl aren't you?" the girl seemed to raise her arms, laughing giddily as she heard the TARDIS whir in appreciation.

The Doctor rubbed his face, "That is impossible." He stated emotionlessly, "How can you be here?"

"The TARDIS cooked me up, from your timeline. Evidently I'm someone you trust enough for her to call upon my help, though I'm not really here I get the idea that you need someone to talk to." She grinned once more, folding her arms in victory.

The Doctor frowned, fiddling with his hands as he stepped back from the child, pointing a finger accusingly at her from a safe distance away, "I have nothing to talk about." He insisted, "I've got the Ponds for that, they give me a Hell of a time."

The girl's eyes twinkled, "You can tell me anything." She sang, twirling in a circle as she pointed towards her small silver watch, "It's pretty late isn't it... your Ponds aren't around, are you sleeping okay?"

The Doctor frowned, "How can I trust you, I don't even know you!" he growled.

The girl smiled sadly, her blue eyes sparkling with distant tears, "but you will." She smiled, pain sweeping across her gaze and just for an instant... she seemed fragile... the Doctor felt a stab of pain in his hearts, yet another person he hurt.

"What's your name?" he asked weakly before holding up his hand as he saw the girl shake her head, "right, you can't tell me. Spoilers right?"

The girl grinned, "Melody brushes off on you, or do you know her best as River?" Her face softened, "Love... does it bother you? That someone you love was built to kill you, that someone you love will killyou... that when you look into her eyes you see her dying in that chair, you see her lifeless body even though you tell yourself she's still alive, in the library. For always." By the end of the speech the teen's eyes were glistening with unshed tears. The Doctor's eyes were wide, yet no tears were evident. He couldn't cry... not as freely as he once had. Sometimes he found that a curse of this regeneration. He was stronger, but at the same time so weak. He felt the teen's hand place soothingly against his arm, he watched her skin blur, he watched it dance like white noise, until it stabilized. Again.

The Doctor's face broke into a small smile. The child seemed confident that she had gotten this far with her Doctor. She smiled briefly before removing her hand and ushering him to sit on the cream leather 'commanders' chair of the TARDIS console room. He narrowed his eyes slightly as her grin widened.

"So Doctor, sweet Doctor... where do you want to start?"

See? Told you I'd be here, listen I gotta get going but pur-leese review and I'll be sure to get you something extra special, IN PIXEL FORM! :) BYEEEE x