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Extended Experience: That's a great idea, thank you. I might change it a bit since Lizzie is a Time Lady, and even though she's only twelve, she's stubborn and powerful since she is technically still the Master.

Taki-nee-chan: I honestly would love for them to go to an amusement park, though I think it might be a fair. The planet I have the setting for does not have an amusement park for all I know, though I could make them go to one later in the story. Thank you as well for your input.

"So, Mr. Time Lord, what's your real name?" Elizabeth asked as she followed the Doctor to the control room.

"I don't remember." He replied, obviously lying.

"So you do have a real name! I was going to say, only a drunk would choose the Doctor as his child's name." Elizabeth said absentmindedly.

"Oi! I chose that name!" The Doctor defended as the girl behind him snorted.

"Oh, then that explains everything. Crazy person, crazy name." Elizabeth replied as she played with her bracelet. "So what does it mean? Is the Doctor an alias?"

The Doctor pondered the thought for a bit. "I guess so, though it's like a..." He took a second to regain his thoughts. "A second name."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes for a second. "So your name would be 'Something-Doctor'?"

He shook his head. "No, ignore the first one. It's more like a nickname."

The Master's regeneration nodded. "Like Lizzie-Beth."

"Exactly."

Elizabeth caught up to the Doctor and kept his pace. "I only have one more question." The Doctor nodded. "Why did you stop me from jumping?"

The Doctor immediately stopped, almost causing Elizabeth to trip. "We're here." He said almost sadly as he led Elizabeth to the kitchen.

"Wait, you never answered my question!" Elizabeth said as the Doctor gestured at the wooden table. Elizabeth just stood by the door. "I want to know. You don't seem like the person who would just run up and save a kid."

The Doctor snorted. "Do you even know who I am?"

Elizabeth crossed her arms. "You are the Doctor. You own a bloody space ship that looks like a police box from the outside and apparently you're insane and judging from that statement you save kids' lives. Now why?"

The Doctor set down the Cheerios and went back to get the milk. "Because, you're a Time Lord." He automatically stiffened as he glanced at Elizabeth, who wore an unbelieving expression.

"Yes, and I'm also Elizabeth the First." The Doctor chuckled at the waves of sarcasm that radiated off that statement.

"I'm serious. Have you ever had moments where you would get visions? Or know exactly what one was thinking, or even know what the exact time is without even looking at a clock?"

Elizabeth looked at her hands. "Five twenty-eight a.m.?" She asked as the Doctor nodded and pointed at the clock above.

Elizabeth's eyes widened. "So I'm an alien." She stated as the Doctor waited for her reaction, expecting a good one. "Those girls were right. I am a freak."

The Doctor didn't reply. "They were right all along! I could've been off in my own spaceship instead of making my parents suffer!" The Doctor winced. "Or should I even call them my parents? Since I'm not even their SPECIES!" She roared as the Doctor finally spoke.

"No, you aren't the same species, but you're you."

"So the entire reason you saved me was because I'M LIKE YOU!" She said standing up to her full height. "What happens if I wasn't, Doctor? Would you have let me die?" She asked in a quieter tone. "Would you have let me jump if I wasn't like you?"

The Doctor shook his head frantically. "No, never!"

Elizabeth glared at him with tears pooling in her eyes. "LIAR!" She screamed as she finally let the tears fall. "ALL YOU DO IS LIE!" She screamed.

The Doctor walked over to her slowly. "Lizzie-Beth, I-"

"Don't call me that. Never call me that. Nick-names are for friends, and apparently you lied to me." Elizabeth growled as she ran out of the kitchen. The Doctor sighed heavily before running a hand through his hair.

To say Elizabeth Wood was angry, well that's an understatement. The memory of the drums pounded louder in her head, making the pain worsen. She screamed as she punched one of her pillows before collapsing on her bed. She looked like a complete wreck. And that definitely broke the Doctor's hearts when he opened the door to her room.

"Lizzie-Beth?" He asked sitting on her bed.

"Leave me alone. I'm a freak." She muttered into her pillow as the Doctor sighed and rubbed her back comfortingly.

"You're not a freak, you're a brilliant girl." He said as Elizabeth stayed silent. "Lizzie-Beth, can you please look at me? You are going to suffocate if you continue to do that."

Elizabeth just merely shook her head. "Good, then maybe I can be with Mum and Dad." The Doctor stopped rubbing her back. "I'm a freak of nature anyway. No one cares about me."

The Doctor grew angrier. "Elizabeth, you are not a FREAK!" He yelled as Elizabeth turned towards him. "You are the most brilliant girl I have ever met. You are the only girl who could even keep up a conversation with me without questioning my sanity. Well, you did but still!"

Elizabeth turned on her side. "If you are trying to make me laugh then you are failing miserably."

The Doctor smiled. "See what I mean?"

Elizabeth shook her head. "No, I know you're lying Doctor. They always do."

The Doctor furrowed his brow. "They?"

Elizabeth looked up at him. "Two boys asked me out on a date. One when I was ten and one when I just turned twelve." She choked on a sob. "They stood me up, they made me look like a desperate fool. They both just did it on a dare."

The Doctor grabbed the bed sheets in a futile attempt not to tell the TARDIS to go back so he can punch the both of them. "Those people were just jerks Lizzie-Beth. They probably ate pears before too. Nasty things." This time Elizabeth giggled. "Ha! I finally made you laugh!"

Elizabeth rolled on her back and looked up on him. "Considering that it's you, you should take it as an accomplishment."

The Doctor seemed proud of himself before the words ran through his head. "Oi! What is that supposed to mean!"

Elizabeth laughed. "It means that I don't do it often." Her expression turned into a calm one that hid her smile. "So don't get used to it."

The Doctor took her hand and helped her off the bed. "Then my dear Lizzie-Beth, where shall we go now?"

Elizabeth pondered for a second before grinning. "Let's go get something to eat! I want to try some space food then go battle some evil then-"

"I know just the place!" He gave some telepathic instructions to the TARDIS. "Let's go!"

"Doctor! I am going to kill you for this!" Elizabeth screamed as the TARDIS suddenly changed course.

"It's not me!" The Doctor yelled as the TARDIS lurched forward. "The TARDIS is taking us somewhere!"

"Well, can't you balance it out?!" Elizabeth yelled as she held on to the railing for dear life.

"No!" The Doctor yelled as the space ship finally stopped, making the Doctor and Elizabeth fall forward.

The Time Lady groaned and picked herself up from the ground, wincing as she heard her back crack. "Bloody hell, does your ship hate you or something?" The Doctor just groaned in pain. "Oh my god! What is this place?"

The Doctor looked up weakly as he saw the blue sky. "I'm guessing it's New Earth." He croaked as Elizabeth ran outside and closed the door. "Lizzie-Beth? Can I have some help?" He asked weakly as the TARDIS hummed. "Oh shut up. Only you would find this funny."

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