I didn't want to remember what got me here though, to London. Thousands of miles away from my home in LA in a matter of seconds. It was impossible. I owe a lot of who I am and who I became was because of him. He gave me back confidence I hadn't had since I was a kid and I love him for that. Then, things changed. Rose, his ex-girlfriend, came home. (Pairing might change later on)

"I met someone today at work. He was… eccentric. You might have liked him, though I only met him for a minute. He said I was clever... I owe him one, is all... but I'm obviously not that clever... a person at the wrong place, wrong time, I suppose. Nobody important, honestly..." "Everyone is important and I mean every word of that. You are important, Nell... you've beat the odds."

Being a woman in the 19th century is the worst. I haven't been aging either, which is worrisome but more than that is the fact that I'm slowly turning to stone and no one can see anything but the mark. "Why is a woman in disguise as the Queen's guard?" "Why do you own a blue police box 40 years too early?" "Ah... about that..."

"You're supposed to be on my side, you know. The wild dog who devours the sun and swallows Odin in the Ragnarök. Why are you helping these fools? Join me, and I will give you the freedom you wish for, all the power you crave." "A monster on the battlefield that will be spoken of for years." "..I just want to cook..."

"W-What's going on?" I breathed out, backing away from the door where the screams were coming from and turning around to make a run for it, only to very nearly run into something that I never wished to experience. "Delete. Delete. Delete." T-This is insane. This is crazy. I'm crazy. "What is this?" I muttered. "Doctor Who?"

"You're a slave." "No, I'm a Debtor." "How long have you been a Debtor?" "My whole life. And learning about people is the only thing that's made it worth it. People are so interesting. Humans especially. So curious." The Doctor smiled. "Absolutely brilliant, you are."

"I'm not Charlotte!" I argued again. "I told you, my name's Kris! Kris Lewis! I-I was in a car accident!" The group exchanged glances, but muttered reassurances to me about being confused before I nearly had a heart attack when I looked in the mirror. T-That's… That's not me. That face isn't mine! What the hell is going on!

I could see things. Things nobody else saw. I assumed it came with the whole 'having been dead already' thing, but I was not thrilled by the dark shadowed creatures that followed certain people and hovered in areas of buildings. "Just remember something for me, will you? Keep your chin up and don't let anything ever get to you. I'll come back for you. I promise."

I'd spent seventeen years in my past life as a veterinarian and now, as they say, I was a wizard. Or, well, I would be if I could use magic without possibly dying. Oh, and let's not forget how my fondness of animals was about to get me into a load of trouble. "W-Why'd you just stand there!" "It was a three-headed dog." "He tried to eat us!" "...H-He was cute..."