Chapter 7: Recovering Memories

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=Quinn's POV=

I woke up in this giant room. It's vaguely familiar, but I don't know why. The machine hums and displays an image of a man with brown floppy hair and bright green eyes. He was wearing a tweed jacket and a bow tie. He was slightly familiar, but I don't know how.

"Hello, I am the TARDIS interface. I am your spaceship and you just regenerated. You won't remember anything from your past, but that is normal. But, you will remember some parts of your childhood. Do you understand?" I nod, remembering what the interface was talking about. I'm starting to get slight flashbacks of the person on the interface and I going on adventures and laughing. I feel a really strong connection to this person but I have no clue who he is.

"Um, TARDIS? Who is the man you are displaying?" I ask, walking up to the interface.

"This is the Doctor. He was your best friend, a timelord like you,  and you  were very close."

I suddenly started to get more flashbacks of the me and the man. Having a picnic on a planet with white grass and a purple sky. Fighting Daleks, but I looked different. If I think about it, I don't even know what I look like.

"Thank you TARDIS, um, where could I find a mirror?" I ask, this place feels like home, but I know nothing about it.

"If you go down the corridor to your left, you will find any room you desire. I will make it easier to find your way."

I thank the TARDIS and head down the corridor. I open the first door to my right which opens to a bedroom, which is totally undecorated. I'm guessing that's for me to do. Inside the room, is a bathroom with a mirror.

I look at in it and see myself for the first time. I have long hair that was dyed to look like a rainbow and I am fairly short, I would say about 5'3. I am pretty skinny, and have blue green eyes. I quickly put my hair into a loose ponytail with a bump in the front.

I walk back out to the main room of the TARDIS. I go up to the console and see various buttons and levers. I started walking around the console looking at everything, wondering how to operate it. I started pressing buttons and pulling levers that called out to me. I heard the TARDIS hum, and I guessed that we landed. Before I walk out, the TARDIS soots out a silver stick with a pink glowing end on it.

"This is your sonic screwdriver. It does many things. For example, it can open and lock doors, but doesn't work on wood."

"Wood? Why not wood?" I ask the interface. When she doesn't answer, I sigh and walk out the door. I walk out to a quite chilly day in London. I would say the year 2014. I quickly run inside to go find a jacket. I find a small jean jacket to match with my light blue top and leggings. Then I head outside.

Since I was feeling a bit hungry, I decided to go out for chips and coffee. I found this cute little place and decided to check it out. I noticed there wasn't too many people in the place as I sat down.

=The Doctor's POV=

I was walking around in modern day London, just thinking. Did Quinn make it out in time? Where is she? Is she okay? Those were the questions that went through my mind as I walked into a small little shop for chips.

Sitting at a table was a girl with rainbow dyed hair, and has blue green eyes. She was staring at me, with some sort of recognition in her eyes. She was fairly young, I would say mid twenties. But her eyes were so old. She looks away, then starts messing with what looks like a sonic screwdriver, with a pink tip. Then it hit me, that must be Quinn!

I casually walk up to the table and sit on the opposite side of her.

"Is anyone sitting here?" I ask.

"No, it's fine." She replies shyly.

"So, what's your name?" I ask, hopefully this is Quinn.

"Uh, Quinn. What's yours?" Quinn replies. My eyes light up and I am filled with joy.

"Quinn! Oh my gosh I can't believe I found you! I was so worried about you! I am so glad your okay. I don't know what I would do without you." I say excitedly, getting up to hug her. As I do, she stiffens up. I back away, confused. But then it hits me, she regenerated, so that means-

"I'm sorry, but who are you?"

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