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Hello everyone and welcome!! I present to you a pretty fun Doctor Who fic to devour! A couple of small and sweet key points: 1) Alternate reality, meaning River Song does not exist here (I'm sorry!! I adore River to pieces don't hate me. 2) This is an 11XOC fic so it's sorta non-cannon (I still hope you enjoy) 3.) Doctor Who is owned not by my, but by Steven Moffat & those chaps in the nice suits over at the BBC. Please, enjoy this story it is a labor of love so far. Review too if you'd like (I love & welcome the criticism) Allons-y & Geronimo for now dear readers until next time! -XO TheDoctorsTARDISXO

It was a humid July night, absolutely sticky out on the streets near the shops. I had just finished working a double at the pub and could not wait to get back to my flat and take a nice soak in the tub. I had not been out two minutes before sweat begun rolling down my face and dripping off my chin. It's not attractive, I know, but what else was I going to do? I had no car since I stupidly allowed my roommate to borrow it for the night in the middle of one of the worst heat waves this century, just so he could visit his girlfriend. Brilliant, Kayden. You are such a genius. Only you would give up your nice air conditioned car and trek the eight block walk to your flat in the middle of the heat wave from hell just so your mate can get laid. Bravo. I sighed and crossed over Grant Avenue towards Sheridan Circle. It was about two o'clock in the morning, and here I was, a twenty-two year old med school student walking home alone, in the dark, with the drunkards just leaving the pubs.

I ignored the cat calls and whistles, ("Hey pretty thing why don't you come home with me tonight? I'll treat you right.), and hurried across the way. I piled my shoulder-length auburn hair into a messy bun and used the corner of my sleeve to wipe the sweat off my forehead as I continued my brisk walk home. I was thankful that I rarely worked doubles, and even more thankful that the tips were good tonight. I'm pretty average, not all curves like Isabelle (who's shift I was covering tonight) so the tips came from my ability to make good drinks, not how good I looked in short shorts and a tank top. I was tall and skinny. I guess you could say I had an athletic build; I did grow up playing sports with my brothers. I was all legs, small torso, hazel eyes, sprinkling of freckles here and there, you know, average. I continued on my way having just passed Sheridan Circle and decided to take the short cut through Ridgeland Park. It was incredibly dark in the park; the streetlamps were few and far between. I constantly checked over my shoulder getting the weirdest feeling that I was being watched. I was not even a quarter of the way through the park when I heard a twig snap loudly behind me and I screamed and jumped. There was nothing there. I put a hand against my now frantic beating heart and took a deep breath.

"Well okay then Kayden," I mumbled to myself and I cautiously squinted in the darkness looking around the park, "aren't you glad you stayed up and watch The Exorcist last night?"

Feeling a tiny bit afraid I picked up the pace and began lightly jogging toward freedom. All the while the feeling of being watched intensified that before I knew it I was full blown running as fast as I could. My lungs squeezed shut as I tried to breath in the thick July air and my legs screamed in protest. I guess it wasn't the smartest idea to wear flats tonight. I saw the exit to the park up ahead and slightly slowed my pace, gasping for the air that I felt I so desperately needed. The next thing happened so fast I swear that I imagined it. One minute I was moving towards the park exit, and the next I was air born, landing quite hard on my back and my head cracking off the pavement.

"Owww" I moaned as I tried to sit up and instantly the world began to tilt and swim before my eyes.

"Oh my God, are you okay?!" I heard a voice call out to me and I turned in the general direction that it was coming from. Three people, two blokes and a girl were making their way towards me at top speed. When they reached me I was already on my feet, swaying and cursing the world for still spinning around and around.

One of the blokes, it was hard to describe him in the little light around, but I did notice he wore a worried expression, shorts, a white tee, and trainers, took my wrist and felt my pulse before examining me for bumps, bruises, cuts, and scrapes. The other bloke, he wore a tweed jacket and was that a bow tie? pulled out some type of instrument that emitted a buzzing noise and glowed green as he pointed it in my general direction. He ran his device from my head to my toes before examining it closely.

"She's alright, may have a mild concussion from that lovely bump on her head but she'll live." Oh I was going to live, good to know.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" I asked as I swayed on my feet again only to be caught by the guy in the shorts before my knees gave out.

"Doctor," the woman called out, I noticed she had fiery red hair and a Scottish accent, "we have to move, now. That thing is coming back."

I was about to ask what on earth she was talking about when I heard a blood curdling scream. It sent shivers down my spine and made my blood run cold. I turned my head in the direction that the sound was coming from and saw the most grotesque monster ever. I wanted to run away, but shorts guy still had his arms around me holding me up. I wanted to scream but I found that no sound would come out. I whipped my head around to the goof with the bow tie and glared at him.

"I'm sorry, what the hell is that? What is going on and who are you people?" I was proud of myself for sounding calm and in control and keeping the freaking out happening internally.

Bow tie gave me a huge smile before going on a rant of a million miles an hour, "Right, no time to explain. I'm the Doctor, that's a how can I put this in terms you'll understand? Got it! That's a shadow monster, and we have to go, now. Back to the TARDIS, quickly Ponds! Rory, grab the girl. The creature attacked her as well and we can't very well leave her at its mercy can we? Come along, Ponds!" With that the man took off running with the woman close on his heels.

"Right, I'm so sorry about all of this." This Rory person said to me, and I felt like he sincerely meant it. I felt myself being tossed over his shoulder and he took off running behind the other two.

I struggled and cursed and tried all that I could to get him to put me down, but to no avail. Rory had me locked in a vice grip and he ran after his companions in the opposite way that I was heading. We made our way through the park before ending up back on Sheridan Circle. Down a little side street the three of them went before Rory skidded to a halt. Only then did he set me down carefully on my feet. My head was still pounding from my collision with the lovely asphalt, and I grabbed on to the wall to support myself. I watched as this Doctor character took a key out of his coat pocket and unlocked the door to a blue Police Box. What on earth was going on here? The doors sprung open and he went in, followed by the red head, and then Rory. I stood there absolutely dumbfounded. How did all three of them fit in there comfortably? They honestly did not expect me to follow them right, right? I turned to quietly make my way out of the alley until I heard another blood curdling scream. The creature, this "shadow monster" was now at the mouth of the alley and had me in his sights. I screamed and stood frozen in place, fear deciding to paralyze me. Oh great, this was going to be the end for me. I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for the creature to charge when I felt a hand grip my own tightly. I whipped my head around and saw the Doctor was at my side. He had a very serious look on his face as he spoke to me.

"Trust me," he said, "I promise I won't let anything happen to you. Just trust me." I couldn't speak and felt myself nod instead as this Doctor dragged me inside his blue box.

Holy, science fiction movie! This box was bigger….on the inside. How the hell was that possible? The Doctor pulled me up to what I assumed was a console of some sort where his other two companions were waiting. He gently placed me in the only chair on the platform and the three of them dashed around pulling levers, smacking buttons, and twisting knobs like all of this was natural. Heart pounding in my chest I looked around at my new surroundings. It was brightly lit in orange lighting and had doorways and every turn. There was a monitor on one wall, and I was most amazed by the sight of the bluish-green pillar in the center of that unbelievable console that began to move up and down on its own. The whole box began to shake when the red head bounded over to me and linked her arm in mine.

"You might want to hold on to something, yeah? It's about to get a bit bumpy." She led us over to one of the railings and I heeded her advice and grabbed on for dear life. She laughed softly and shot me a gentle smile, "It's going to be fine, I promise. When we get to safety I'll have to Doctor explain everything. I'm Amy by the way. And that lout that carried ya like a sack of potatoes is my husband, Rory."

"Ah, I'm-I'm Kayden." I replied not knowing why I suddenly felt so comfortable around Amy. He was very pretty up close; she had pale ivory skin, and brilliant green eyes. She looked ever so much like a model and I don't know what it was, but I felt like I could trust her.

"Kayden, that's a pretty name." here she smiled as the box began to shake violently like it turned into a mad rollercoaster. "Breathe Kayden, you're fine. The Doctor won't let anything happen to ya."

I took her advice and took as many deep breaths as I could manage. I knew I was suppressing an anxiety attack. I mean wouldn't you be freaking out too if some creature that shouldn't even exist decided to attack you and then you were kidnapped by three people you have never seen before in your life and then tossed inside a box that was bigger on the inside than the outside. Yeah you'd probably be freaking out too, just a bit. After what felt like a century the box stopped its psychotic shaking and all was calm once again. My knees did give out this time and I landed with a not so graceful thud on the floor next to the console.

"Doctor! I think we may have a problem over here!" Amy called out as she knelt at my side and removed my messenger bag from my shoulder and settled me against the console. The Doctor came bounding over to us with Rory on his heels.

"She's alright, aren't you…" The Doctor's voice trailed off and he looked embarrassed for not knowing my name.

"Ah Kayden, Kayden Grey. And you are Doctor who exactly?" I asked him and he positively beamed at me, like I had just won a prize.

"Kayden Grey that is a brilliant name! And I'm the Doctor, you know, just the Doctor. You've met my friends Amy and Rory. Welcome aboard the TARDIS!"

I looked at him like he was completely mad. "I'm sorry what? What is a TAR-DIS?"

"It's pronounced TARDIS. Time and Relative Dimensions In Space. The TARDIS is my ship. She can travel anywhere in space and time."

I started laughing, I couldn't help it. He just sounded so absolutely mad. Amy smiled good-naturedly at me, like she could understand what I was going through, and Rory still wore the same worried expression. The Doctor joined in laughing with me as well, like he was used to this kind of response. I took a moment to look the Doctor over as my laughing died down to a silent giggle fit. He was quite handsome even if he was wearing a tweed jacket and red bow tie. I noticed he also had matching red braces over a crisp white shirt. Black pants and boots completed his mad scientist look.

"I'm sorry," I said after I recovered from my laughing fit, "you just sound so mad. Talking like you're actually time travelers. That's not possible."

A slow grin curled on the Doctor's lips, like he was accepting a challenge from me. He helped me to my feet and when we both felt like I had my wits and balance about me he led me over to the doors of the TARDIS and opened them. I gasped and stumbled back not believing what I was seeing.

"That's, that is not possible!" I cried out both shocked and awed by the sight in front of me. We were in space. Actual proper outer space! I saw the stars and oh my god, that was actually the Earth down there! I inched closer to the door until my toes were lined up perfectly with the edge of the doorframe and bracing my hands on either side of the door I gingerly leaned out and took it all in.

"Doctor, are you sure this is a good idea?" I heard Rory ask from behind me, "I mean you said it yourself, she has a mild concussion, and as a nurse I don't think we should do anything drastic here."

"Oh Rory the Roman!" The Doctor cried out like a five-year-old now, "You know I can't back down from a challenge, and Kayden practically challenged me to show here that I am not just a madman with a box."

Amy chimed in this time and I couldn't help but laugh at what she said, "But Doctor, you are just a madman with a box."

I turned from gazing astonished out of the TARDIS doors to meet the eager faces of Amy and the Doctor and the worried face of Rory the Roman. I wondered for a split second if Rory had any other facial expressions aside from worried. I didn't know what to say. This was all completely new to me, it must be a dream. It has to be a dream. I found myself hoping right then and there that it wasn't just a dream.

"How is this possible, Doctor? How can I look outside of those doors and see outer space? How can I be breathing?"

The Doctor walked past me and closed the TARDIS doors before taking my hand in his and leading me back over to the odd yet fascinating console and seating the both of us in the Captain's chair.

"Where to begin?" And with that he told me all about the TARDIS and how I was able to be in outer space and look out of the open doors without being sucked outside and how I could breathe. He explained to me that the TARDIS existed across dimensions and how it was the most remarkable ship. I listened intently, hanging on his every word. This was purely amazing and I could not believe that it wasn't a dream. I wanted the Doctor to show me everything he could at that moment. He had kidnapped me after all, it was only fair if he answered some of my questions, don't you think?

"Okay then Doctor, say I believe you. Say I believe that this really is a spaceship of sorts. You also said it was a time machine. Prove it." The Doctor smiled a devilish smile before leaping to his feet running around the console once again. He called to Amy to help him and she more than gladly went straight to work. Rory came and stood by me as I watched the Doctor and Amy fast at work. Already I was beginning to feel like I belonged here. I don't know why, but something about being in the TARDIS, with these three madly wonderful people seemed to make me feel right at home.

"I wish you wouldn't encourage him." Rory whispered to me with a slight frown on his face, "The thing about the Doctor is that trouble seems to follow him everywhere he goes."

I smiled at Rory but couldn't seem to shake him out of his frown, "You heard the Doctor, he never backs away from a challenge and I want him to prove to me that this is all real. What other way is there for him to do that?"

Rory just shrugged and I knew that I had won for now. Something in the back of my head told me that Rory was right about the Doctor, but I pushed that thought to the side and focused on the madman with a box. Why couldn't I shake this feeling that I've seen him somewhere before?