Trusting ( A Time Lord Love Story ) ( Doctor Who )

Meeting By Chance

I was running. My legs felt numb as I was violently running through the woods air whistling through my ears. I knew that if I stopped my life would be over and I would live as a caged animal for the rest of my life. I let my feet lead me as I ran aimlessly hoping I would come across a suitable hiding spot to get away. I thought of my mother screaming my name before blacking out. "Lanie!" and with that I let the darkness engulf me.

My life was a living hell ever since I learned something I shouldn't have. I was at the wrong place at the wrong time and now I had to go through this shit. I am only pretending to live a normal life, with the government after me i fear normal will not be what it used to be. I had been running for 6 months now with no family or friends to help me. I heard a knocking on the door and almost immediately went for my gun. I slowly crept over towards the door looking through the hole in the door and then I saw them.

I saw the only person I could trust in the world my best friend Emily. I put my gun away and cautiously opened the door still not knowing who I could trust. "Where the hell have you been Lanie!" she shouted furiously as she walked into the room crossing her arms. I looked at the floor like a scolded child as I let a tear fall down my cheek to the ground. She put her arms around me in a tight hug.

I said something though it was muffled and could not be understood. I clenched my teeth and fist as i cried a bit more. It had been a while since anyone really cared about anything to do with me. To be frank It touched my heart. "Thank you so much." I said to Emily.

She gave a crooked smile. "Why are you thanking me?" she asked.

I gave the first smile I gave in 6 months. "For caring" I answered brightly and cheerfully. We sat down and talked for hours and hours on end until.

"Hey Lanie I am so sorry." I looked at her confused until I was knocked unconscious. The last thing I saw before I was engulfed into darkness was the smirking face of Emily. I was floating in the darkness looking around my movements crisp and quick. Until I felt something in my hand as I looked at it it looked a bit familiar. It was some sort of pocket watch with weird. Pictures? No. Writing? Yes writing it must be but it looked like a different language. Hmm that's strange I thought. I put the mysterious object in my pocket. I waited and then there was light.

I woke up in a room that looked like a hospital room but it was far different from that. I saw 3 men and a girl in the other room. I felt the pocket watch in my pocket as I tried to get out of my bonds. One of the men saw this and looked at me apologetically. Someone came into the room I felt a piercing pain on my neck and then i felt totally relaxed. No not relaxed but numb and then I drifted into a dream. I saw a blue box and the man that seemed sorry for what was happening to me. I woke up quickly and struggled even more as I felt a ripping pain through my head.

I finally felt like I knew what was going on and I saw Emily's face right above mine. i went for a swing but she caught my hand right before It reached her face. I got angry and growled under my breath. "I told you I was sorry" she said sadly.

"Sorry doesn't cut it I saw your face before I passed out you enjoyed it." I spat out. " Why do they even want me here?" I asked curiously. That is when some weirdo with a trench coat and messy brown hair steps out of nowhere.

"Hello, thats what I am here to figure out, follow me and don't ask stupid questions.I am The Doctor by the way. Allons-y!" He started to walk away and I did the craziest thing ever. I followed him. My feet were moving before I could even process what happened he looked back at me in surprise and I looked at him with a glare.

I crossed my arms and said "you said to follow you now stop dragging your feet and get a move on." he looked taken aback so he kept walking. I followed behind a bit mad and exhausted. I sighed heavily as everything that just happened to me sank in. I guess I can't trust anyone anymore I thought sadly. It showed as pure anger on my face. The Doctor looked back worry etched on his face.