She missed it! He came back, and she missed it! Twelve years she'd waited in Leadworth for him to return for Amy like he promised he would. (He always kept his promises.) Then, six months after she gave up and went to the city to try and track him down, he arrived at Leadworth again just in time to stop the destruction of Earth. Again.

It was maddening.

She'd been in London when all the radios and televisions had been taken over by a giant talking eyeball blaring out the same boring message over and over. She'd know what it was instantly, of course. Memories from the Before Time told her that it was omm-comm technology. Same as what had been on Jack's warship and what the gas mask child had done. She got flashes of those times, occasionally. Usually only when something around her was similar to the memory. Drawing it out. After that, she would be able to access it on her own. She had a wealth of memories to pull from now. Knowledge of things she'd done with the Doctor adding weight to her knowledge that she had been Rose Tyler. Even if she wasn't now.

The strange symbols in her statistics class reminded her of the Krillitanes. An ice sculpture reminded her of the flash-frozen planet of Woman Wept with tsunamis of ice. Biochemistry was an endless reminder of that planet of giant mushrooms. And of course, the spacesuit had reminded her of the black hole with the impossible planet. There were a few other things she remembered. Everyday, she tried hard to get more memories back. But they had been sealed off when she abandoned the name of Rose Tyler in her heart. And she just couldn't get them, or her name, back.

She was majoring in psychology (after giving up on the disastrous run at biology) and was using the things she was learning to clear her mind of the training Madam had put in place. But she'd done that. She was clean.

Now if only she could find him!

ooOO00OOoo

Melody banged into her apartment and threw her bag onto the floor, slamming the door shut behind her. "That tramp!" she screamed, throwing her mobile phone across the room to hit the wall with a thunk. "She left without me! Twice!"

She had just come back from a visit with her sister, and it took everything in Melody not to call Amy up and give her a piece of her mind. But, as that would have ruined the week of tongue biting she had just completed, she refrained.

The Doctor had finally come back for Amy the night before her wedding, and Amy had swanned off without a thought to her sister, who was just dying to see the Doctor. And she knew it! Knew it and left without Melody. Not even a word. Come to think of it, she'd abandoned Rory as well. But they'd gone back for him! Leaving Melody behind without a clue.

She knew she couldn't really blame Amy. If the Doctor showed up right now, she'd probably hurl herself at him and just start babbling. Never mind that he wouldn't have any idea who she was. Who'd think of their sister when they were traveling with Him on the TARDIS? Mels knew she wouldn't.

"Oh, Doctor. Where are you?" Mels said mournfully. "Is this the way it's always going to be? Just missing each other?"

She sat down on the couch and began to think. Amy and Rory were married now. Of course, he'd been at the wedding, too. Wasn't it just the luck that he'd arrived after she'd left to come back to London? Amy had sworn up and down that it was fine if she left an hour or so early from the wedding to begin the drive. There it was just the last little bit of the reception - and did Mels really want to stick around for the clean up when she didn't have to? And oh, she had that final the next day. No, really! You were here for everything else, and you were so great. Go, go! You won't miss anything.

Mels scowled ferociously at the wall. Nothing but the Doctor. But...Mels' head came up and a wicked smile bloomed across her face. After a whirlwind honeymoon with the Doctor (and didn't that bring up all sorts of naughty thoughts?) they were back in Leadworth to settle down and try for a family. They knew him now. They had his TARDIS number. There had to be a way to get him to come to her. But he wouldn't come just for a social call. This required a catastrophe.

ooOO00OOoo

Amy hung up the phone, then immediately picked it back up again.

"Problem with Mels?" Rory asked from the couch.

"Maybe. She said some odd things about the university." Amy said, punching in a series of numbers from memory.

Rory turned to peer over the back of the couch at her. "So you're calling the Doctor?"

"Hmm?" She put the phone to her ear then focused on her husband. "Oh, yeah. Seems like his sort of problem."

It rang a few times then went to voicemail.

"You've reached the Doctor! I'm probably out – hey, no. River, stop that! It's not a toy! Look, I'll call you back, okay? River-"

The line went dead, then there was a beep.

" 'Lo, Doctor. It's me." She paused. "Just spoke to Mels. You remember me telling you about my sister Mels, right?" She glanced at Rory, who shook his head. "Yeah, course you do. Well, she just told me some interesting things about uni. You might want to come look. September 20, 2010. 2 pm."

No sooner had she hung up than there was that familiar grinding sound reverberating from their backyard.

"Of course, he always comes when you call." Rory grumped.

The backdoor was flung open and the Doctor came in like a gust of wild wind. "Hello, Ponds!" He fluttered in, allowing the door to bang closed behind him. "Amelia Pond!" he cried, enveloping her in an exuberant hug. "And Rory the Roman!" he bounced over to Rory, who received the same treatment. "How are my two favorite people?"

"Fine, fine." Rory said, once he'd been released.

"So!" the Doctor said, clapping his hands together. "What's this about your friend-"

"Sister!"

"Right, right. Sister. Sorry."

Amy huffed and crossed her arms. "She was acting really odd. Talking about vacuum packed rats and flying gargoyles. And she wouldn't shut up about her statistics teacher. Something about this new ultra-difficult problem he had them working on. Skasis something."

"Skasis Paradigm?"

"Yeah, that's the one," Amy confirmed.

"Hmm. That sounds suspiciously like the Krillitanes."

"You know what she's talking about? Already? That's a record, even for you." Rory commented.

"Yes, well. I've met them before." He gestured to the back door. "Shall we?"

ooOO00OOoo

Mels hung up the phone and sat on her couch, her heart in her throat. She'd looked, but been unable to find anything strange about her school or the surrounding area. In the end, she'd settled on telling her sister the broad strokes of what the Krillitanes had been doing. The Doctor probably wouldn't believe that it was really the Krillitanes, but that didn't matter. He'd come out of curiosity. To find out who or what was trying to get his attention with information from his past. Then, once he was here…

The wind picked up, scattering the papers on her coffee table. The most beautiful sound in the universe echoed through the room, and a blue police public call box slowly materialized in her kitchen.

"Oh, god." She whispered, eyes glued to the door. "He's here."

ooOO00OOoo

Author's Note: Next one's gonna be FUN!