//Marianna//
"What just happened?" Marianna questioned.
"I have no idea." The Doctor replied.
Marianna looked him over. He was holding her phone. "Why d'you have my phone?" She asked.
"I must've been using it." He figured. He looked down on it. "I'm recording." He noticed, "Perhaps I've been recording for a while." He mused.
He played the video, allowing for Mari to see as well. He was inside the silence HQ and talking to a woman. The woman showed the Doctor that Marianna was tied up and unconscious.
"Now you've seen the truth." The woman spoke.
That's when the camera when black. It started recording again with Mari and the Doctor lying in the field.
"Wait...what?! I was unconscious?!" Mari exclaimed. She thought back to what she had experienced inside the headquarters. Had it all been a dream? She supposed that would make sense.
"What did she mean by; we don't exist, and; now you've seen the truth?" Mari asked.
The Doctor shrugged, "I don't-"
He disappeared. He just vanished, before Marianna's eyes.
"Doctor?" She called out, "DOCTOR?!"
She ran back to where she'd seen him land the TARDIS.
It was gone.
"No! No! Not again!" She cried.
-Several Years Later-
"Okay, which one?!" Marianna asked her best friend, Harper. She held up two dresses; a light blue and black one, and a brown and black one.
"Umm, the blue one." Harper replied, "Wait! No, the brown one." She decided, "No! Wait! Actually, the blue one."
Mari rolled her eyes at her long-time best friend, "Thanks, you're so helpful." She said sarcastically.
"I cannot believe that he finally asked you out!" Harper squealed.
"I know!" Marianna replied, smiling.
"God, I'm so nervous." She admitted, falling onto her bed."Don't worry, he'll love you!" Harper promised.
Mari jumped up and looked over herself in the mirror. She was quite tall for her age of 15. She had cut her hair short and straightened it. It hung a few inches above her shoulder, and just below her ears. Mari even had a dark (tardis) blue highlight on the left side. She had changed her look a lot since her awkward a middle school experience. She now wore black-framed nerd glasses as well. High school had done wonders for her. Mari was still a nerd, of course, but she had more friends, more popularity (but not too much) and more of a love life.
The dreamiest boy in all the school was Dean. He was captain of the football team, and he had the most beautiful eyes. Mari had been crushing on him all of Freshman year. Now Marianna was a sophomore (he was a junior) and he had asked her out!
"I'm just gonna go with the blue." Marianna decided, before rushing into the bathroom and changing.
She could hear Harper laughing.
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Marianna ran to the door as soon as she heard the knocking.
"Hello." She greeted her date brightly, opening the door. Dean wore a leather jacket over a AC/DC t-shirt. He had sandy blonde hair and beautiful green eyes.
"Hey." He told Marianna with a smirk, holding out a hand.
Mari took his hand and he led her to his car. She smiled at the impala. She'd always wanted to ride in it.
They drive to a movie and watched it. They smiled and laughed and had a lot of fun. Afterwards, Dean decided to drive Mari and himself to the field behind the school. They sat on the back of the impala and stared up at the stars.
"This has been a lot of fun." Marianna spoke.
"Yeah." Dean agreed, looking over at her.
Their eyes met and Dean began to lean in. Marianna was about to kiss him when something caught her eye.
"Oh my god." She spoke suddenly, sitting up.
There in the moonlit field was the TARDIS.
"What?" Dean asked, giving her a confused look.
"Nothing..." She lied, "I'll, um, I'll be right back." Marianna told him before jumping off the trunk and running towards the TARDIS.
She felt in under her hand again, flashing back to the first time she saw it and the second. She felt the wood beneath her hand. It was here. It was real. She breathed out shakily before reaching for the handle. Her hand shook as she pulled the handle. The door swung open and her breath caught in her throat as she looked around. It had been three years since she'd seen the TARDIS. She had just assumed it was some childhood fantasy she'd had.
"Doctor?" Mari asked quietly, looking around the TARDIS, closing the door behind her.
"Who're you, then?" The Doctor's voice demanded.
I turned around to see the Doctor, in his suit, looking the exact same he did the day I last saw him.
"It, it's me." Mari stuttered, "Marianna."
"Oh..." He commented, looking me over, "My, look how you've grown." He mumbled.
Mari smiled, "Where've you been for three years, Doctor?" She asked.
"I saw you a few minutes ago, and you were 12 years old." He spoke.
"Amelia Pond." Mari recalled, "You said you would be five minutes but there was a glitch and the TARDIS took you 12 years into the future." Marianna explained, "It happens in season 5. Your Eleventh regeneration."
"Maybe..." The Doctor spoke thoughtfully.
They stood in silence for a few seconds.
"I would say it's good to see you, Doctor, but honestly I'm a little freaked out." Marianna laughed nervously, "I'm actually supposed to be on a date- oh crap! My date!" Mari exclaimed before exiting the TARDIS, followed by the Doctor.
She ran back to the impala, but Dean was gone.
"Dean?!" Marianna called, "Dean?!"
She ran around the car. He was gone.
The Doctor pulled out his sonic. He sonic-ed the air and examined the readings. "Transporter residue." He recognized, "It seems your boyfriend's been transported."
"By who?!" Mari demanded, "And he's not my boyfriend." She mumbled.
"The silence, I assume." The Doctor spoke, "Something tells me they know what's going on here."
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A/N: Jock!Dean cameo. #SorryNotSorry Thanks for reading. This is probably the quickest I've ever updated this book.
-DNC
P.S. I don't comment on my own stories, I just happen to have a pesky, but adorable, girlfriend who has the password to my account.
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