A Tale out of Order
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There is a little girl in a garden. She's sitting on the ground twining bits of grass between her fingers, with an expression of boredom on her pretty little face. Her red hair catches the sunlight streaming downward. She's waiting for something.
"Hey." A boy greets from across the garden standing awkwardly in a leather jacket much too big for his gawky shoulders. His glassy green eyes are friendly and almost familiar.
But Amelia can't quite know why.
In the house, up the stairs, years from now in the distant past, Amy Pond ruffles 23 year old Derek Hale's spiky head and grins down at him, teasingly.
Little Amelia feels the memory of a moment she cannot quite recall.
"Who're you?" Her eyes narrow. Distrustful of this stranger, who can't be more than fifteen.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?" The teenager's head tilts to the side in question.
It takes Amelia twenty seconds to consent. She doesn't understand why she trusts him.
"Fine. C'mon."
The boy walks awkwardly towards her slowly, an old book in his left hand. He crouches down and grins.
"Want to hear a story?"
"A story?" Amelia asks, interest piqued.
"Yeah." He says. "It's a really good story. I thought you might like to hear it."
"What's it about?"
"A woman detective. It's...well, it's an incredibly story."
In his large hands, cradling the yellow book, the boy looks sadly down at the pages.
"Why are you really here?" Amelia asks.
"A friend." He says simply. "Asked me to give this book to a very special little girl."
"And you think I'm special. That's rich!" Amelia laughs bitterly because she has never felt special in her entire life. "Are you going to tell me who you are?"
"Hm?" His green eyes slide from the first page to Amelia's. They're watery and sad. Amelia wonders why he's sad at all. "My name?"
"Yes."
"I'm Derek." He answers. "Derek Hale."
"I'm Amelia Pond."
He smiles brightly, sits fully on the ground and crosses his legs as though, now that he hears her name in full, now that she has seemed to trust him enough with her name, that he can now fully relax.
"Your name is like a fairy tale. Anyone ever tell you that?"
Amelia cocks her head to the side, confused.
"I think so. Once."
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Muse: ...so...updates will begin within the next week or so. Sorry I've been off for a while. I am nowhere near done with this series yet. BTW, where are all the Teenwho lovers on Tumblr. Teenwho is seriously lacking love!