Love Never Forgets

Chapter 1

The Doctor could always trust the TARDIS. She was always there when he needed her. That day when his daughter had saved his life with her regeneration energy, the TARDIS had materialized around them, saving their lives. He didn't know how she'd done it, but was forever grateful for it.
His daughter had been too young to understand how regeneration energy worked. She had accidentally regenerated into a new body without meaning to, even though she wasn't dying. Nearly all traces of the Doctor and River were gone now. Her hair was now light brown and straight. Sometimes it could turn wavy, but no curls were in sight. Her eyes were still green, but it was a different sort of green, nearly blue, with a circle of brown in the middle. Years had gone by since the day, and they didn't talk about it much. It hurt them too much what they had lost.
The Silence had gotten River. They had made, what they called, a "deal". Since the Doctor had willingly agreed to die, and it wasn't his fault that he was alive, The Silence hadn't killed River. What they had done was nearly worse than that, for River could now not remember a single thing about them. She didn't know she was part time lord, she didn't know about the TARDIS and she didn't know she had a loving husband and a daughter. If she ever found out, she'd burn.

So the Doctor and his daughter stayed out of trouble. They had settled down and opened a bookstore in England, Earth. It was the 21st century, and the Doctors daughter was a- what the humans called- teenager. She went to a school were she had human friends and straight A's, since she was mostly time lord. A little of her mothers human part was still present, and she was somewhere between 86 and 87% alien. That meant her brain was remarkably fast, but she didn't want everyone to believe she was perfect so she acted like she thought things were difficult sometimes. It was more socially accepted to be wrong sometimes than being perfectly right about everything. People got cross with people who thought they knew everything, and she wanted to get along with her friends as she always had.
The bookstore was old fashion looking, and most of the visitors thought it was charming. They made a fairly big amount of money out of it, which they didn't really need because of the large sum the Doctor had in the TARDIS. But since it would bring up questions among his daughters friends, they got themselves a cozy job.
"Goodbye Mr. Pond!" Angelina, a friend of the Doctors daughter, shouted. It was half past six, and the bookstore had only half an hour left before it closed. The Doctor peeked his head out from behind some bookshelves. "Bye, Angelina!" he shouted and then waved at her. "Goodbye Melody!" Angelina then said before exiting the bookstore. Melody was the name the Doctor had thought was most appropriate for his daughter, since that was the birth name of her mother. Melody stood behind the cash register, working as cashier while her dad helped the costumers. She waved and smiled at her friend as she went out of the store. She was alone with her dad now.
"Should we close early? Nobody's here." she asked her father.
"Maybe, could you do that for me? I'm searching for a special book for that old lady from Manchester. I think we may have to order a few more copies..." the Doctor trailed of.
Rolling her eyes fondly, Melody went over to the door to flip the open sign to closed, but before she could a ginger woman entered.
"Sorry, were you about to close? I could come back tomorrow..." she said in a Scottish accent.
"No, we don't really close in half an hour, make yourself at home." Melody answered and smiled. She went back to behind the cash register and began counting change. The Scottish woman was looking around the shop. She looked like she was searching for something. Melody was just about to ask if she needed any help, when she looked like she'd finally found a book she wanted. The woman went over to Melody.
"I'd like to buy this, please." the woman said. "And is it okay if you wrap it? It's a birthday present."
"Sure." Melody answered, beginning to wrap the book in a silvery paper.
"Who is it for?" she asked the Scott.
"My dad, Augustus Pond." the woman said. Melody frowned.
"What is it?" the woman asked.
"Nothing, just,Pond. Lovely name. Same as mine, actually." Melody said and then finished wrapping up. She looked up at the ginger and smiled. She smiled back. "We might be related then." she answered and then picked up some cash from her purse. Melody gave her the book, and said goodbye. Before the woman exited the shop, she stopped and looked back at Melody.
"My name is Amelia by the way. You don't have any distant relative named Amelia, do you?" she asked.
"No, or I don't think so anyway. Could have, I don't know much about my relatives." Melody answered, though something inside of her made her wanted to say yes. Amelia frowned.
"You don't look very sure." she said.
"Well I can't be, can I." Melody said. Amelia looked like she wanted to say something else, but she stopped herself and smiled.
"Goodbye then, whoever you might be."
"Goodbye Amelia." Melody went to the door, changing the open to closed. Just before she closed the door she said something which made Amelia remember something, or more like someone. That thing was what made Amelia decide to come back to that little shop, and to really try to find out if the girl could be who she seemed to be.
"My name is Melody by the way. Melody Pond."