A dream come to life.
Just before Valentine's Day, you had met the most phenomenal man in the entire universe. He called himself the Doctor, and you had fallen for him the moment you heard his enthusiastic introduction.
"'Ello! I'm the Doc-tah!"
You had met under more than strange circumstances. There had been a series of disappearances in your neighborhood. No one had any evidence, there were no witnesses, and the police had no leads. Then, one morning, the Doctor landed on the roof of your house. Just as you had gone outside to investigate, he leaped down and nearly landed on top of you. Curious as to why he was on your roof and where he was going, you followed him, and nearly got yourself killed. Several stone angel statues-which he later explained were alien beings called "Weeping Angels"-had been the culprits.
The Doctor got rid of the problem by tricking them all into looking at one another, so they would remain statues forever. After all this, you discovered you loved the thrill of adventure, and the Doctor offered to take you with him. He told you he usually traveled with a companion, but was alone at the time you met him. You gladly accepted and were introduced to the TARDIS, a blue phone box that was his vessel throughout time and space. It was, naturally, much bigger on the inside. It even had a comfy guest bedroom where you stayed.
It was too good to be true.
"_____?" The Doctor called to you in his comforting, charming accent, snapping you out of your flashback. "You alright?"
"Yeah, fine, fine." You replied. "Just thinking of when we first met." A substantial amount of time had passed since then, during which you had many wonderful adventures with the time lord you had come to know so well. You could hardly believe he was an alien; he looked so human.
The Doctor smiled and walked over to you. The TARDIS was on auto-pilot, randomly drifting throughout space. "Fun, wasn't it? The day we first met."
"Mm-hmm. It feels like so long ago, now. We've been through so much." You smiled to yourself, reminiscing a bit more. The Doctor wrapped his hand in yours, pleasantly surprising you. Despite your strong feelings towards him, there hadn't been much of a deep relationship between the two of you. After all, could you really blame him? He was so busy, saving the universe every time you turned around.
"You know, I've been thinking. I talk to you about the Medusa Cascade all the time, but you haven't actually seen it, have you?"
"No time to."
"Well, now that we have a moment of quiet, let's go see it! After all, it's a lovely place, brilliant, really. Come on, I'll take the TARDIS off auto-pilot."
"Now?"
"Yes, now! Come on!" He yanked your arm and you ran after him, never letting go of his hand, all the way up to the control room. "Medusa Cascade, coming up!" He pressed some buttons, twisted some knobs, yanked the lever, and away you went. You clung to his hand once more as the TARDIS rocked around and spun crazily. After a few minutes, it stopped. Your feet lurched and you stumbled into the Doctor, who laughed and smiled. He lead you, again, by the hand, to the door, which he then flung open with a kind of childlike enthusiasm which made your heart skip a beat. You unconciously stared at him lovingly, and he turned back to you after looking out for just a second. "That way, silly!" He said, letting go of your hand. He used one of his hands to turn your head and another to point in the direction he wanted you to look.
The sight took your breath away.
It was beautiful. Utter, raw beauty. The innumerable nebulae and clouds of stardust overlapped in one place, creating a warm rainbow of brilliant light and color. Stars and galaxies twinkled all around, accentuating the glory of the picture-perfect image set before you. You gasped, your eyes reflecting the starlight.
