Authors Notes: Chapter 12 :D So people you seem to be liking this, I'm so happy :D Please review or PM me what you think, I'd love to know :D I own nothing and no one apart from the following: Morgan, Hannah, Katherine, and Tom. Happy reading :D

Chapter 12

So, life was going great. I lived with my dads, I got to go after aliens, and I got to do what no other child got to do! Life was awesome! School was going better as well. Tom left me alone and so did his friends, according to my teachers I was concentrating better and I seemed happier, so bonus. The school got my dads caught up to speed on my grades and behaviour and all that over a few weeks, since they had to get the same information from my primary school as well. They saw that my grades were consistently higher than the expected level, but with my behaviour they saw that when provoked I could be quite aggressive, blah, blah, blah, but my behaviour was improving – apparently.

It had been a little while since I had found out I was immortal. I was still adjusting. It also turned out that I would heal quicker as well, bonus. I couldn't tell anyone about this, I couldn't even tell Hannah and she knew about Torchwood – but I didn't think she knew about the whole immortal thing. It kind of sucked that I had to keep the immortal thing a secret, but by a story dad told me I could see why it was a good idea.

I was in my room, sitting on the floor, playing my guitar. I was playing, and singing, Superman by Joe Brooks (a.k.a. SEXYTINGS! Both with and without glasses). My friend Katherine got me into the song, as well as a few others. I was just sitting there singing and playing the song, eyes closed, forgetting everything around me. I didn't really care that it was a guy singing about a girl, I just loved the song. I loved how music could do that, just help you forget the world and your cares, and make your mind go somewhere else. I finished the song and there was a knock at my door. Eugh, I liked where my mind was before. I looked up and saw my door open and standing in the door frame was dad.

"Hey dad." I said.

"Hey, you get the love of music from me, you know." dad told me, taking a seat next to me.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Who think got you to sleep by singing every night."

I smiled. Dad was funny and could probably make a joke out of anything and everything.

"So, what song was that?" dad asked?

"Superman by Joe Brooks." I replied.

"I'll have to listen to it."

"It's a really good song."

Dad smiled.

"Come on you, there's someone you need to meet in a bit." dad told me, standing up.

"If they're coming in a bit, why do I have to be down stairs now?" I asked.

"Because you'll want to see how they come in. Now come on."

I sighed. Standing up, I put my guitar back on its stand and walked down the stairs with dad.

Dad was right; it was a good thing that I was down stairs when that person came. I mean, the way they came into the hub was unbelievable.

"What the fuck!" I breathed.

A blue box came into focus, and was sitting in the middle of the hub. It was amazing! It just appeared. I walked over to it. I circled the blue box a few times.

"AH!" I yelped, as someone opened the door and stuck their head out.

The stranger had a psychotic like grin on his face. To be honest I was a little scared.

"Doctor!" dad greeted the stranger.

"Jack! It's good to see you!" the stranger – apparently called Doctor? – said.

The man greeted the rest of the team before turning to me.

"You." he said pointing at me. "Who are you?"

"Rude much!" I replied.

He lowered his finger, smiled a little and laughed.

"I'm kidding, I already know." he said, putting an arm around my shoulder.

I moved away from him.

"You may know me, but I have no clue who you are mate." I replied.

"Really, you don't know you're own 'non-related uncle'."

"Pretty much. Just like I didn't know about all this till a while ago."

"What? But you live here."

"Yeah, I live here now. But I haven't always lived here. Now would you please tell me who the hell you are?"

"I'm the Doctor."

"The Doctor? That's your name. Ok..."

"Hey, Time Lords don't have 'normal' names."

"Oh, you're a Time Lord. Now the box makes sense."

"Morgan, how do you know about Time Lords?" Ianto asked.

"Read about them in a book. And I know everything, remember." I replied smiling.

I was getting a little confused, but I just shrugged it off.

I got to know my 'un-related uncle' better. Apparently he was such an old friend that he was basically family. The Doctor was as nutty as hell, which was good; it meant I would get along with him well. When the adults were talking about...something, I sat there and started thinking of how my life went from 'normal' to completely bonkers and amazing. I thought about everything I've read about, seen and everyone I've met so far. This was only the beginning, there was so much more to come. I didn't know what and I didn't know when, but I knew so much more was coming.

The Doctor left after a while. It was fun getting to know him and hear about all of the adventures he's had with everyone. He even told me that the reason the whole team were immortal was because when they went travelling with him a while ago, the TARDIS (his blue box) realised they're importance to people, so made them immortal – I didn't really get how. If the other immortals were anything like The Doctor, then I couldn't wait to meet them. It was only a matter of time.