Alright. One thing to know before I get started. This is going to be like a stereotypical story. But I'm going to do my best to make it as realistic as possible.
Part One: No More Waiting
There have been days of my life where I knew that something bad was going to happen. Like, it was inevitable. Days where it looks like the human race is never going to survive. And yet, here we all are. Safe as safe can be--or as safe as we make ourselves.
Every night, I look up at the stars and I hope that I am going to see that infamous blue box trailing across that star-drenched sky. But never once have I seen it. And I sometimes feel like I am driving myself mad. But I know that he is up there somewhere. The Doctor, in the TARDIS saving the world and others like ours. I have read all of the files on him, and I knew everything that there was to know about the Doctor.
I have dreamed time and time again that one day I'm going to meet the Doctor, and he is going to need my help saving the world. But I was at the battle of Canary Wharf, I've seen his rage, and his pain. And I've seen how he reacts around the members of Torchwood. He wouldn't be too pleased with my work.
"Elizabeth! Come on! I need those papers faxed to the Prime Minister right now! He is getting very impatient."
"Right. Sorry sir. I'll get right on that sir." Every day. That's all I do. Fax this, send an e-mail here. Fetch coffee. I may be working at Torchwood, but I am still just a temp.
I ran to the copy room to get the files faxed to the Prime Minister. These are the moments that I wish that the Doctor would come and save me. These tasks can be bloody boring. I don't even know why I even bother to work here. There isn't much that I know about aliens or their technology.
It was right then that I heard screaming. As course of nature, I ran out to see what was going on. The other staff were running around like the sky was falling.
It was then I heard it. I thought that I was going crazy. I even set my ring-tone on my mobile to the same sound. The sound of the TARDIS's engines. That is the sound that keeps me going on the days when I don't want to go anymore. So, I checked my phone to see if it was my mum calling me, but no such luck there. It had to be the doctor. He was here!! But where? I needed to find him because something was happening here, and he is the only one who could save us.
