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Cassie quirked a brow, watching the Doctor. She noted the way he stepped so gently, and then with more fervor after he had confirmed this place was, in fact, real. The woman couldn’t help the smile that played on her lips as the Doctor examined every inch of his environment so carefully. Cassie wasn’t sure why, but she could tell what this man was thinking. She knew he couldn’t quite believe any of this, and in all honesty, neither could she.

His words made her tense, and the blonde felt a knot curl deep in her stomach. The black hole inside of her ached again, and Cassie felt sick… sick. That was an unfamiliar feeling. “I don’t feel well.” She said softly, staring past the Doctor and into the trees at the edge of their little clearing.

Cassie gasped as a small light flipped on between the branches, and she realised suddenly that it had grown dark, the sun sinking slowly below the horizon… but wasn’t it only just risen? This planet must be spinning faster than she was used to. Perhaps that explained the sickness? The light bobbed up and down, grew and shrunk, and she was intrigued. A word, one that felt thick and light and warm, slipped breathlessly from Cassie’s lips.

Leghai.” Her brow furrowed, and she pondered the word for a moment. It wasn’t a language she knew… consciously at least. Cassie looked at the Doctor, shock clear on her face, but before anything could be said between them a huge BANG!sounded, and the trees caught fire.

What did you say?” the Doctor demanded, spinning around just in time to miss witnessing the massive explosion in the woods behind him. 

Leghai. My light. In Gallifreyan.

But it was more than that. It meant more than that.

If only he could remember.

The force of the explosion nearly knocked him over, but he turned it into a bit of a run and retraced his steps back to Cassie. He stood beside her, hearts racing, watching the fire consume the trees at an alarming speed. 

A tiny voice rang out from up above them, speaking through some sort of public address system.

It was a ship! He wondered how he hadn’t noticed the aircraft up above them before now. His eyes widened when he recognized the symbol on the side.

The interplanetary symbol for hospital.

Oh, this was bad…

Quarantine and cleanse of Planet RE674 complete. Planet to be uninhabited for 100 years. To be revisited for testing in 3532.” The voice droned on, repeating the same three sentences over and over. 

It was a computerized voice, and the Doctor was willing to bet that a drone was steering the medical ship. Whatever virus had infected this planet, they weren’t taking any chances at exposing another living being.

Except he and Star girl had been on the planet for at least ten minutes now, more than enough time for them to become exposed. And whatever virus had infected the planet had most likely become aerosolized in all the smoke created by the flames meant to kill it off.

Yes, definitely really, very bad. 

At first, the ship just seemed out of place, nothing of importance. Cassie didn’t register the danger until it was too late, and she could feel her lungs becoming heavy. Cass stared, wide eyed, at the trees, effectively frozen where she stood. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out, no sound, no breath, nothing. Cassie was traumatized.

After what felt like a century, Cass let out a long, slow breath. Her mind finally thawed and she began to problem-solve as any Time Lord would. But no solution came to mind. They couldn’t leave without risk of spreading whatever disease they had come in contact with. Here they were, absolute strangers with no idea of their connection, facing certain death on- “What did they call this planet?” Cassie asked softly. A pang of guilt flared in her stomach. They were here because of her. They would die here… because of her.

Cassie took a deep breath, not sure of her next move. But then she saw it, subtle and quick, out of the corner of her eye. Cassie’s brow furrowed as she stared more intently into the bushes to the right of the field. There it was again! A metallic flash… there was something… someone moving there. “Doctor, look.” She nudged him and pointed to the movement, just in time to see a pair of large, coffee brown eyes staring back at them.

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Cassie.” She tried the word, and it felt right on her tongue. “Yes. That must be my name.” But somehow it still seemed wrong. Like that wasn’t really her name, just what she was called. The blonde shook her head and nodded, following him to the console. Cass examined the screen for a moment before her eyes lit up and she fluttered her fingers excitedly, typing in numbers that felt familiar to her. Cassie’s excitement was obvious, and replaced all the sense of darkness in her for a moment. I remember something!

"I know I should ask permission to pilot your ship." She said pointedly. "But somehow I know I don’t have to ask you." The realisation seemed a bit rude, but Cassie flashed the Doctor a playful smile before pulling the lever. The TARDIS purred to life and wove its way through the Vortex, landing effortlessly. Cass hopped and skipped around the machine, feeling at home. When all movement had stopped the woman took the Doctor’s hand.

"I don’t know why, but I think this place has something to do with us. I think-" She bit her lip and thought hard for a moment, wincing a little as the hole in her chest flared around the edges. "I think maybe there are answers out here." But instead of running out the door, Cassie paused, searching the Doctor’s face.

Every crease and wrinkle, every scar, every inch felt familiar to her, and when Cassie reached his eyes she saw a tired old man- and that hurt worse than any hole behind her hearts or any lost memory. “It’s okay.” She murmured softly. “I found you.” The words didn’t belong to her, but they felt right on her tongue, and they eased the pain in her chest a little. She smiled reassuringly before pulling softly on the Doctor’s hand and leading him through the door.

A blinding light made Cassie blink furiously. The soft caress of an early morning sun filtered through the TARDIS doors and revealed a world that was nothing short of breath taking. The golden rays blanketed tufts of lush green grass with blades shaped like teardrops, topped with tiny flowers the color of sapphires. Silver trees with ruby red leaves sprinkled with golden raindrops stretched up toward a powder blue sky where a bright young sun burned the gold of old earth Egypt. Cassie sighed and gave the Doctor’s hand a squeeze, her face falling slightly. It was a beautiful scene, but Cassie knew instantly that even before she had lost her memory she had never seen this planet before. “I don’t know this place.” She murmured. “So why did I know where it was?”

The Doctor looked out over the breathtaking green landscape, desperately wishing that he could remember something, anything, about it, about what it meant to him…to them.

Because they were a them. That much was certain. Even though they’d just met, he knew in his hearts that this woman…Cassie, Oracle, Star girl…whatever name she went by…her life was tied to his, somehow, and his past, present, and future would change for having known her.

For the better, he hoped.

I found you,” she’d said, and it had sounded…right, not strange or out of place at all, because it was exactly how he felt. Or at least, how something inside of him felt, a part of him that had been buried so long he’d forgotten it was there.

Was it possible to find something you hadn’t known you’d been looking for?

He risked a step forward, letting his foot sink into the damp green grass, and allowed himself a moment of relief when the ground felt solid beneath his feet. After the events of the last half hour, everything felt like a dream, and he found himself struggling to tell what was real.

After a few more tentative steps, he picked up speed, breathing in the fresh, cool air, his eyes scanning the scene. He looked back at Star girl. She hadn’t moved.

He shivered. 

Something about this planet was…wrong. It was beautiful, true, but he’d learned that often the most beautiful things are the most dangerous. A planet he’d once visited called Midnight came to mind, and he shivered again.

That’s when it hit him, what was wrong with this planet. 

It was beautiful, yes, shimmering green grass and warm, glowing sun…but he and Cassie were the only living creatures for miles. Not a single bird, not a single insect.

"Er…Cassie…I don’t think we should stay here very long…"

Cassie quirked a brow, watching the Doctor. She noted the way he stepped so gently, and then with more fervor after he had confirmed this place was, in fact, real. The woman couldn’t help the smile that played on her lips as the Doctor examined every inch of his environment so carefully. Cassie wasn’t sure why, but she could tell what this man was thinking. She knew he couldn’t quite believe any of this, and in all honesty, neither could she.

His words made her tense, and the blonde felt a knot curl deep in her stomach. The black hole inside of her ached again, and Cassie felt sick… sick. That was an unfamiliar feeling. “I don’t feel well.” She said softly, staring past the Doctor and into the trees at the edge of their little clearing.

Cassie gasped as a small light flipped on between the branches, and she realised suddenly that it had grown dark, the sun sinking slowly below the horizon… but wasn’t it only just risen? This planet must be spinning faster than she was used to. Perhaps that explained the sickness? The light bobbed up and down, grew and shrunk, and she was intrigued. A word, one that felt thick and light and warm, slipped breathlessly from Cassie’s lips.

Leghai.” Her brow furrowed, and she pondered the word for a moment. It wasn’t a language she knew… consciously at least. Cassie looked at the Doctor, shock clear on her face, but before anything could be said between them a huge BANG!sounded, and the trees caught fire.

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Cassie closed her eyes as the Bowtied man pulled her close, body shaking violently. Beneath the Doctor’s tweed jacket she could hear the soft double rhythm of his steadily beating hearts and it calmed her; she never once thought to question that his pulse was the same as hers. Perhaps that is normal for everyone. She thought momentarily. Though that didn’t seem quite right to her. No, most beings only had one heart. Two hearts was special… but she couldn’t remember why that was.

He mentioned a name, that she hadn’t told him hers. Cassie reluctantly pulled away and looked up into the kind eyes of the Doctor man. Her brow furrowed slightly. “Why am I not concerned that this box is bigger on the inside?” She asked softly, knowing the idea should frighten and confuse her. The woman paused, eyes sweeping around the TARDIS. “TARDIS is what she is called.” Cassie’s voice was painfully soft. “I know this ship… but-” Her eyes found the Doctor again. “I don’t know my name.” The realisation was frightening, and Cassie began to tremble again. She felt the hole in her chest start to burn.

"There’s a word." She stared blankly at something that wasn’t there, just over the Doctor’s left shoulder. Her subconscious reached out and tried to grab it, but it slipped. An image of men standing over her, dark and menacing, poking and prodding and taking things from her that should not be taken plagued her mind. The darkness behind her hearts flared up and flames lapped at her ribs. Cassie cringed slightly and tried again. This time she caught it, but only barely.

"O-Oracle?" Cassie looked once more into the face of her Doctor (her Doctor? The idea made her smile) hoping he could make sense of what she could not.

Oracle,” the Doctor repeated. The word sent a heap of broken images racing through his mind. It terrified him, because he didn’t recognize a single one…and because he couldn’t shake the feeling that he should have recognized them.

He saw her smiling back at him, stretched out on the grass under a burnt orange sun. He felt tears come to his eyes, unbidden, as though he were feeling somebody else’s emotions stirring within him, at somebody else’s memories. Then he felt his hearts begin to beat faster as he realized that there were two suns in the sky in this memory that wasn’t his.

Gallifrey?

Impossible.

But she had recognized the TARDIS. How had she recognized the TARDIS?

"Star girl," he said, placing his hands on her cheeks and staring deep into her eyes. "What are you?” 

The minute he touched her face, it was like he’d been struck by a canon or some other heavy object that moved with devastating force. He’d always been able to read people’s thoughts, but it usually took a certain amount of effort, not to mention cooperation on the part of the other person. This girl’s thoughts flew at him, tearing his head apart from the inside out. No words or images came through, nothing he could make sense of…it was almost like her mind was screaming at him.

He staggered back, pale as a ghost and struggling for breath. “Cassie,” he gasped, doubled over. “Your name is Cassie.”

Once he came back to himself, he realized that he could hear violent pounding on the TARDIS walls, as though somebody on the outside were trying to get in. He decided now would be a good time to fly away…to anywhere but there.

He took the girl called Cassie’s hands in his own. “I’m going to need you to trust me,” he said, trying to explain. “I don’t know where you came from, Star girl, but…I can’t leave you here. I won’t," he amended, firmly.

Cassie.” She tried the word, and it felt right on her tongue. “Yes. That must be my name.” But somehow it still seemed wrong. Like that wasn’t really her name, just what she was called. The blonde shook her head and nodded, following him to the console. Cass examined the screen for a moment before her eyes lit up and she fluttered her fingers excitedly, typing in numbers that felt familiar to her. Cassie’s excitement was obvious, and replaced all the sense of darkness in her for a moment. I remember something!

"I know I should ask permission to pilot your ship." She said pointedly. "But somehow I know I don’t have to ask you." The realisation seemed a bit rude, but Cassie flashed the Doctor a playful smile before pulling the lever. The TARDIS purred to life and wove its way through the Vortex, landing effortlessly. Cass hopped and skipped around the machine, feeling at home. When all movement had stopped the woman took the Doctor’s hand.

"I don’t know why, but I think this place has something to do with us. I think-" She bit her lip and thought hard for a moment, wincing a little as the hole in her chest flared around the edges. "I think maybe there are answers out here." But instead of running out the door, Cassie paused, searching the Doctor’s face.

Every crease and wrinkle, every scar, every inch felt familiar to her, and when Cassie reached his eyes she saw a tired old man- and that hurt worse than any hole behind her hearts or any lost memory. “It’s okay.” She murmured softly. “I found you.” The words didn’t belong to her, but they felt right on her tongue, and they eased the pain in her chest a little. She smiled reassuringly before pulling softly on the Doctor’s hand and leading him through the door.

A blinding light made Cassie blink furiously. The soft caress of an early morning sun filtered through the TARDIS doors and revealed a world that was nothing short of breath taking. The golden rays blanketed tufts of lush green grass with blades shaped like teardrops, topped with tiny flowers the color of sapphires. Silver trees with ruby red leaves sprinkled with golden raindrops stretched up toward a powder blue sky where a bright young sun burned the gold of old earth Egypt. Cassie sighed and gave the Doctor’s hand a squeeze, her face falling slightly. It was a beautiful scene, but Cassie knew instantly that even before she had lost her memory she had never seen this planet before. “I don’t know this place.” She murmured. “So why did I know where it was?”

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Star Girl. Cassie shook her head, not understanding. This man was disheveled, ragged even, but his eyes were soft and kind and familiar in that deja vu sort of way. His face made her hearts ache and that hole behind them burned profusely. She nearly toppled onto him from the surprise of the pain, but Cass righted herself quickly. The woman looked at him, a bit lost. What did they do to you?

The question didn’t make sense. Who were they and why did he think they had done something to her? Her brow furrowed and Cassie meant to speak but for some reason her words caught on her lips and she swallowed them quickly. A memory, or at least she thought it was a memory, wiggled its way into her consciousness.

Shadows danced on walls and wove through trees, there was fire and voices yelling in a language she couldn’t understand, it was all moving too quickly for her to make sense of the images. They blurred together. Sharp objects hit her, tore into her skin, and she cringed, pushing hard against her own thoughts. Cassie was certain she would black out…. but the man’s face swam into view. Not in front of her, as he was, but in the back of her mind… like a vision, all Bowties and silly hats and broken smiles. Then, seemingly against her will, a single word slipped out, one that clawed its way from the back of her head. “Doctor?”

Cassie covered her mouth quickly with a blood-stained hand, her eyes wide. The hole in her chest ached and tears welled up in her eyes. It hit her in an instant, like the whole Universe had come crashing down right on top of her. That single word with so much meaning, so much emotion, had been so heavy there on her chest. She couldn’t breathe. The TARDIS whirred and spat sparks, lights beginning to flash as an alarm sounded. Cassie tried to move but her legs had gone numb. She stared at the Doctor, Emerald eyes searching Blue, and then everything stopped. All the noise, all the lights, all the motion, and the two of them stood there in that forest, just outside the bigger-on-the-inside box that felt like home, and Cassie watched herself fall apart in that little pocket of the Universe that was theirs alone.

Tears stung the cut on her face, they felt so out of place there, and she resisted the urge to reach out and touch the Bowtied man for fear that he wouldn’t be real. “Doctor.” She said, again. This time, it wasn’t a question, it was a confirmation. Cassie shook her head, with no memory of the man or why he meant so much to her, but she knew he was important, that he could save her. The hole in her chest shrunk a little, and the burning turned into a dull throb. Cass stood there, blankly, a sobbing wet mess. “Who are you?” Her voice was soft and sad, filled with longing. “And why do I love you?”

He couldn’t look away from her. He watched in quiet awe as countless emotions battled for control over her face: fear, pain…and was that…recognition?

The Doctor’s eyes widened with alarm. “You called me Doctor.” He resisted the urge to take a step back. “You know me. How do you know me?” 

She didn’t answer, just kept staring back at him, like she was looking for answers in his eyes, too. He brushed a loose strand of golden hair off of her face, half expecting her to vanish the second he touched her, like some sort of wonderful dream. Only this dream had been broken, shattered, the pieces put back into place all in the wrong order.

"Star girl…" he began, "did you bring me here?”

He couldn’t have said how, but just being in her presence, he knew that she was fully capable of doing so. She could have called out to him from across the universe, and he would have felt it and come running.

And he didn’t even know her name.

But how? How was it possible to have this kind of connection with a complete stranger? The TARDIS seemed to recognize her, showing him a brilliant image of her, but he knew he’d never met her before in his life. 

"There she is!" a male voice called out, from deeper in the woods. 

A group of four men appeared wearing gas masks and protective suits. Three were holding tasers and one was holding a clip board. 

"That’s all you, Smith. You’re the one who let her out."

"I’m not getting near that…thing. You saw what she did to Fielding!”

The first man shrugged. “I’m not covering for you again. Have fun explaining to Mitchell why his favourite pet is gone.”

That’s when it dawned on the Doctor that the tasers were meant for Star girl. He furrowed his brow as he felt anger begin to build up inside of him. He could have destroyed this entire planet, if he’d wanted to, and it took everything in him to fight the urge.

He gently grabbed Star girl’s arm and led her into the TARDIS. She was shaking, from head to toe, and he knew it wasn’t from the cold. “It’s okay,” he murmured, pulling her close to him and stroking her hair. “They can’t get inside. You’re safe.”

Cassie closed her eyes as the Bowtied man pulled her close, body shaking violently. Beneath the Doctor’s tweed jacket she could hear the soft double rhythm of his steadily beating hearts and it calmed her; she never once thought to question that his pulse was the same as hers. Perhaps that is normal for everyone. She thought momentarily. Though that didn’t seem quite right to her. No, most beings only had one heart. Two hearts was special… but she couldn’t remember why that was.

He mentioned a name, that she hadn’t told him hers. Cassie reluctantly pulled away and looked up into the kind eyes of the Doctor man. Her brow furrowed slightly. “Why am I not concerned that this box is bigger on the inside?” She asked softly, knowing the idea should frighten and confuse her. The woman paused, eyes sweeping around the TARDIS. “TARDIS is what she is called.” Cassie’s voice was painfully soft. “I know this ship… but-” Her eyes found the Doctor again. “I don’t know my name.” The realisation was frightening, and Cassie began to tremble again. She felt the hole in her chest start to burn.

"There’s a word." She stared blankly at something that wasn’t there, just over the Doctor’s left shoulder. Her subconscious reached out and tried to grab it, but it slipped. An image of men standing over her, dark and menacing, poking and prodding and taking things from her that should not be taken plagued her mind. The darkness behind her hearts flared up and flames lapped at her ribs. Cassie cringed slightly and tried again. This time she caught it, but only barely.

"O-Oracle?" Cassie looked once more into the face of her Doctor (her Doctor? The idea made her smile) hoping he could make sense of what she could not.

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Cassie cringed, her face hurt… a lot. Her fingers instinctively ran across the cut on her cheek, the touch stinging a bit more than she would have liked. It was deep, and bleeding profusely. “Shit." She muttered, wiping the blood from her hands onto her too-tight jeans. The timelord stood, very slowly and a bit unbalanced, taking in her surroundings. How she had ended up here was a mystery to her, and she couldn’t quite remember how it had happened. It was too fast, so fast that any memory of what happened before she woke up was completely gone.

Wherever she was, it was dark. This certainly wasn’t London, or anything that looked like Earth for that matter. The trees were similar to those she was used too, but something was off about them… the way the branches curled and twisted, the angles of the edges on every leaf, the colors somehow a bit more metallic. The dirt was course and rocky, and she appeared to be standing at the heart of a forest. It was all foreign and felt a bit wrong to her. The timelord looked herself over, the rest of her body seemingly untouched. Though it was still there.

For months there had been a hole, somewhere deep inside of her in a dark place behind her hearts, stinging and churning and pitch black. It was like a fire had started there and burned right through her soul. Cassie didn’t dare touch it, because any sort of prodding hurt like no emotion she had felt before. Something was missing, something important, torn out unceremoniously, and the emptiness haunted her. Cassie shook her head and tried to get hold of her bearings.

But that was just it, she had none. Nothing to hold onto. No stability. She was simply floating through space with no concept of belonging. Cass was lost and the worst part was she wasn’t quite sure she wanted to be found.

Then she heardit.The whirring of an engine, the grinding of gears. The hole in her chest burned and twisted and she nearly fell over again, blacking out for a moment. The police box materialized in front of her, and Cassie stared in disbelief. A TARDIS? It couldn’t be. This didn’t make sense. Familiar, but she had no recognition of the machine, no idea who might be the pilot. She knew it’s name, but not it’s origin. The machine called to her, and instinctively she ran her fingers along the splintered blue wood, the door opening slightly at her touch. A soft light touched her face.

"Hello?"

As he pondered the image on the monitor, the TARDIS engine’s roared to life, and he felt the ship begin to phase in and out, as though preparing to sail. His eyes grew wide. “No no no no!…what are you doing? We’re not through refuelling yet!” 

He raced around the console, pressing buttons and pulling levers, to no effect. The TARDIS had made up her mind. They were travelling, whether he liked it or not…and apparently, whether they’d have enough rift energy to make it back or not…

Running a hand nervously through his hair, he looked at the monitor in the hope of figuring out where he’d landed. The screen had gone black, and he couldn’t make it give a reading no matter what he did, which was never a good sign.

That’s when he heard the tiniest creaking noise, which he recognized instantly as the sound of the TARDIS doors opening. He turned around to find that one of the doors had, in fact, opened just the slightest amount. He walked towards it slowly, pulling the sonic out of his jacket pocket as he got close, not knowing what he might find on the other side. 

"Hello?" he asked, his voice wavering just slightly.

When he was close enough, he flung the TARDIS doors open all the way, pointing the sonic at the trespasser.

As soon as he saw her, he let the sonic fall to his side. She wasn’t glowing, but he still recognized her right away.

"Star girl?" he asked, cocking his head to one side in confusion.

She was every bit as beautiful as she had been in the picture on the monitor, even without the glowing, but something was very wrong. She had a huge cut across her cheek, and her eyes…there was something wild in them, something…lost.

"Star girl, what did they do to you?" he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper.

Star Girl. Cassie shook her head, not understanding. This man was disheveled, ragged even, but his eyes were soft and kind and familiar in that deja vu sort of way. His face made her hearts ache and that hole behind them burned profusely. She nearly toppled onto him from the surprise of the pain, but Cass righted herself quickly. The woman looked at him, a bit lost. What did they do to you?

The question didn’t make sense. Who were they and why did he think they had done something to her? Her brow furrowed and Cassie meant to speak but for some reason her words caught on her lips and she swallowed them quickly. A memory, or at least she thought it was a memory, wiggled its way into her consciousness.

Shadows danced on walls and wove through trees, there was fire and voices yelling in a language she couldn’t understand, it was all moving too quickly for her to make sense of the images. They blurred together. Sharp objects hit her, tore into her skin, and she cringed, pushing hard against her own thoughts. Cassie was certain she would black out…. but the man’s face swam into view. Not in front of her, as he was, but in the back of her mind… like a vision, all Bowties and silly hats and broken smiles. Then, seemingly against her will, a single word slipped out, one that clawed its way from the back of her head. “Doctor?”

Cassie covered her mouth quickly with a blood-stained hand, her eyes wide. The hole in her chest ached and tears welled up in her eyes. It hit her in an instant, like the whole Universe had come crashing down right on top of her. That single word with so much meaning, so much emotion, had been so heavy there on her chest. She couldn’t breathe. The TARDIS whirred and spat sparks, lights beginning to flash as an alarm sounded. Cassie tried to move but her legs had gone numb. She stared at the Doctor, Emerald eyes searching Blue, and then everything stopped. All the noise, all the lights, all the motion, and the two of them stood there in that forest, just outside the bigger-on-the-inside box that felt like home, and Cassie watched herself fall apart in that little pocket of the Universe that was theirs alone.

Tears stung the cut on her face, they felt so out of place there, and she resisted the urge to reach out and touch the Bowtied man for fear that he wouldn’t be real. “Doctor.” She said, again. This time, it wasn’t a question, it was a confirmation. Cassie shook her head, with no memory of the man or why he meant so much to her, but she knew he was important, that he could save her. The hole in her chest shrunk a little, and the burning turned into a dull throb. Cass stood there, blankly, a sobbing wet mess. “Who are you?” Her voice was soft and sad, filled with longing. “And why do I love you?”

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He’d stopped noticing the stars.

He was walking back to the TARDIS after refuelling in Cardiff when it hit him. It was a moonless night, and you could see every star in the sky. The old him would have turned to his companion, grinning ear to ear, and bragged about how he knew all their names, how they were even more beautiful close up, and one day they’d explore them together.

But there was nobody to share the stars with, anymore.

He closed the TARDIS doors behind him with a deep sigh. He’d been travelling alone for too long.

As he approached the console, the monitor turned on by itself, which was unsettling enough. Even more unsettling, though, was what appeared on the screen.

At first he thought he was just seeing the stars again, because the image was so bright, but then he realized that he was looking at a person, a young woman. It was hard to make out anything else about her, though, because she seemed to be…glowing?

Cassie cringed, her face hurt… a lot. Her fingers instinctively ran across the cut on her cheek, the touch stinging a bit more than she would have liked. It was deep, and bleeding profusely. “Shit." She muttered, wiping the blood from her hands onto her too-tight jeans. The timelord stood, very slowly and a bit unbalanced, taking in her surroundings. How she had ended up here was a mystery to her, and she couldn’t quite remember how it had happened. It was too fast, so fast that any memory of what happened before she woke up was completely gone.

Wherever she was, it was dark. This certainly wasn’t London, or anything that looked like Earth for that matter. The trees were similar to those she was used too, but something was off about them… the way the branches curled and twisted, the angles of the edges on every leaf, the colors somehow a bit more metallic. The dirt was course and rocky, and she appeared to be standing at the heart of a forest. It was all foreign and felt a bit wrong to her. The timelord looked herself over, the rest of her body seemingly untouched. Though it was still there.

For months there had been a hole, somewhere deep inside of her in a dark place behind her hearts, stinging and churning and pitch black. It was like a fire had started there and burned right through her soul. Cassie didn’t dare touch it, because any sort of prodding hurt like no emotion she had felt before. Something was missing, something important, torn out unceremoniously, and the emptiness haunted her. Cassie shook her head and tried to get hold of her bearings.

But that was just it, she had none. Nothing to hold onto. No stability. She was simply floating through space with no concept of belonging. Cass was lost and the worst part was she wasn’t quite sure she wanted to be found.

Then she heardit.The whirring of an engine, the grinding of gears. The hole in her chest burned and twisted and she nearly fell over again, blacking out for a moment. The police box materialized in front of her, and Cassie stared in disbelief. A TARDIS? It couldn’t be. This didn’t make sense. Familiar, but she had no recognition of the machine, no idea who might be the pilot. She knew it’s name, but not it’s origin. The machine called to her, and instinctively she ran her fingers along the splintered blue wood, the door opening slightly at her touch. A soft light touched her face.

"Hello?"

ninelivespussy:

FIRST KISS: We asked twenty strangers to kiss for the first time…

"What’s your name again?"

I haven’t been here for months

                              and I still have over 200 f o l l o w e r s

what is this madness?

Complications; Cass&Eleven||@thetimelordthetardisstole

"Why won’t you work?!” Cassie threw the mangled sonic screwdriver with a frustrated sigh before slumping, quite defeated, into her most favourite chair. The tinker toy of a tool sparked a bit, giving one last bitter attempt at life, before dying completely in a knot of wires and bulbs. The woman hid her face in her hands, silvery blonde locks falling to cover her perfectly shaped fingers with a soft and nearly inaudible sigh. Cassie’s stomach churned and then dropped to her feet.

"I give up." She whispered to no one, before standing to turn off the lights. For months the girl had been working to repair that stupid screwdriver, with absolutely no idea why she was even doing it. Cass had hunted down each piece, one hundred and seventy two to be exact, scattered across time and space, risking her life time and time again, never quite sure of why she was doing it at all.

It felt important, like a task set before her by someone she once knew who had grown to feel like a stranger from a story or perhaps a dream. The blonde shook her head and sighed before tromping into the hallway. But just as her hand touched the railing of the stairs she noticed that something had changed. For a moment Cassie listened, completely still, trying to pinpoint the difference. And then she realised.

It was dark. Really dark. The clock on the wall told her it was nearly three in the morning, so of course there would be no sun.

But then where was the moon? Or the stars?

A sharp pain hit her head on, and Cassie cringed for a moment, blinded briefly by the sensationA familiar yet impossibly unfamiliar face floated at the edges of her mind, and then it was gone and she was awake again, back in the entrance hall of her worn out and broken home. Cassie turned on her heels and, instead of continuing to her bed to sleep for the first time in weeks, grabbed her jacket before pushing out the front door into the pouring rain.

The drops, inky black and freezing against her exposed skin, fell in torrential waves upon the abandoned London streets. The only light visible was the orangey glow of a nearby street lamp, which flickered ominously. Something was not right here, and that was never a good sign. Cassie bit her lip and pulled her coat closer to her body, standing soaked in her yard as she searched for a reason to be out in this tsunami.

And then she saw it. A sight so familiar it made her hearts ache with an emotion that she swore was not her own. A blue police box, perched delicately on the corner of her street, humming softly as if inviting her in. Cassie frowned and stepped toward it, wondering what a TARDIS could possibly be doing in Southern Kennington on a night like this. The blonde shivered, not from cold, and let her feet move freely at last. When she reached the box, Cass lifted a single delicate hand and knocked ever so lightly, wondering if she had, in fact, gone mad.

I seem to have remembered my login.

Good God it’s dusty in here.