Reese stood there frozen, not knowing how to respond. The Doctor raised his eyebrows.
"Well?" He crossed his arms, walking towards the young girl. "I've been gone ten minutes, and I have been keeping an eye on the doors the whole time." The Doctor observed Reese. "And you don't look like a Nya."
A Nya? Reese asked herself. That was new.
"So you couldn't have come from there," The Doctor continued, nodding towards the doors indicating to the apparent world just outside. "So, how did you get on here?" Reese could tell he was starting to get a little frustrated from her being silent, but she couldn't help it. Being cornered like this made her mind stop. When she didn't answer again, the Doctor rolled his eyes again.
"Alright, how about we try something more simpler." Reese opened her mouth to say something about calling her stupid, but realized it wouldn't help the situation. "What's your name?"
"Reese Miller." She breathed out, this situation was quickly getting exhausting. She was concluding that she had hit her head on her sisters bedpost when she fell and this all was an illusion.
"Okay, so you do speak English." The Doctor replied. "Human, correct?" He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a metal tube with blue at the end. The sonic screwdriver. He pushed the button on the side and scanned Reese with the sonic, but frowned at the readings.
"Where did you say you were from again?" He asked, pocketing the sonic.
"I didn't." Reese rolled her eyes, part of the little confidence she had returning. "You just asked me what species I am, and yes, I am human. Last time I checked anyway."
"Oi, don't get sassy with me." The Doctor said, putting his hands on his hips. This action made Reese raise her eyebrows, internally saying 'says you'.
"Just answer the question!" He said exasperated.
"San Francisco," Reese answered.
"No, the San Francisco on Mars! Yes Earth!"
The Doctor rolled his eyes. "What year?"
Reese paused. What would he do if she told him she was from a universe where he was just a fictional story? Where he was just an idea in someone's head? She had foreknowledge far into his future, all the way to his thirteenth incarnation. She had no idea how he would react. But she also couldn't just not tell him. This Doctor was just after the War, and seemed to have a hard time trusting people. But there was Rose. Reese had noticed that the blonde companion was no where to be found and assumed that he hadn't met her yet. She also had no idea if he would even let her travel with him, and was preparing for him to drop her off, weather in London or San Francisco.
Wait, why was she talking like this was real? This was all a dream. Right?
Reese glanced up and noticed the Doctor looking at her expectantly, and before she had a chance to answer, he started talking.
"I take it from your silence you're not from this universe. Are you?"
Reese shook her head, looking at her shoes. Something in the back of her mind was telling her that this was all just a dream and she had just hit her head harder than she thought and was now in a coma. But something about all this seemed so real. Reese heard him sigh and walk towards her.
"It's okay, I believe you now when you say you 'just appeared'." He paused, as if thinking of a way to say his next words. "I um.." He trailed, loosing the words.
Reese looked up and gave him a tight smile, taking a shot in the dark with her next sentence. "It's okay, Doctor. I know it's impossible to get me back home. Wouldn't want to destroy the universe or anything." She turned and walked to the jump seat and sat on it, taking notice of the masking tape that tapped part of the ripped seat. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "You can drop me off somewhere. Preferably America." It was only a few moments later when she noticed the Doctor staring at her in confusion. "What?" Reese asked.
"I never told you my name." He replied. Reese winced, uh oh.
"Do I know you?"
"You know my name." Reese quipped, but shrunk back when he glared at her. "No, you don't know me, but I know you."
Wow, now you sound like a stalker, good job Reese.
"You might not believe me."
The Doctor crossed his arms. "Try me."
"Fine." Reese muttered. "Where I'm from, you're a story. On TV." The Doctor didn't look convinced, but gestured for her to continue. "Okay, well the show started in the 60s, which is why the TARDIS is a Police Public Call Box, the Chameleon Circuit got stuck. You've never fixed it because you love it, apparently. Anyway, you are from the planet Gallifrey, the Time Lords lived there, which is what you are."
"When you say 'lived' does that mean you know.." The Doctor trailed, his eyes growing somber.
Reese sighed. "Yes, I do." His eyes turned misty and he looked at his feet.
"Hey," Reese said softly. The Doctor looked up, eyes red and it made Reese wonder how fresh the War was for him. When he had met Rose, everyone assumed that it had been a few weeks, if not a few months since the war.
Reese patted the spot next to her, indicating for him to sit down. He looked at her hesitantly, but trudged over to the jump seat and plopped next to her.
"I know what you did and why you did it." Reese said, staring at him. He didn't fully look at her, only a few glances from the corner of his eye. "I know about the decision you had to make, how hard it was. And I don't know how long it's been since... well you know, but for what it's worth, I'm sorry. I know what it's like to loose the people you love, but that doesn't add up to what you lost." The Doctor studied her out of the corner of his eye, watching as she picked a loose thread on her sweatshirt.
"Who did you loose?" He asked softly. When he saw Reese tense, he quickly backtracked. "You don't have to tell me, I-" Reese held up a hand to stop him.
"No, it's okay. It's only fair really. I know almost everything about you, as creepy as it sounds, but you know nothing about me." She took a breath. "I lost my parents, and my older brother. Car accident."
"I'm sorry." The Doctor said.
Reese shook her head, waving him off. "It's fine, happened a long time ago."
They sat in silence a moment until the Doctor broke it. "When you say 'know almost everything about me' does that mean you know my future too?"
Reese nodded. "Yeah."
The Doctor nodded and thought for a moment. "How much?" He knew she wasn't able to say anything, but he could at least try.
"You know I can't tell you that." Reese replied. "But I think I can tell you that I do know a lot."
The Doctor nodded again, making a decision. He clapped his hands and stood, making Reese jump.
"Alright then." He said, walking over to the console and flipping a switch.
"Alright what?" Reese pipped from the jump seat, not moving.
"Dunno," He pushed a button, making the TARDIS jerk. Reese had held onto the jumpseat hard enough to not have fallen.
"What are you doing?" Reese asked. The TARDIS jerked again.
"I was thinking maybe a trip to the early 20th century, what do you think?" The Doctor asked, looking at the monitor that sat on the console. The TARDIS finally settled and Reese looked up in suprise.
"You mean I can stay?" She asked.
The Doctor glanced at her. "Of course you can. I'm not just going to leave you on Earth to fend for yourself, now am I?" He smiled.
"But I thought you would want to, with me having all of the foreknowlage and stuff." Reese said standing beside him.
The Doctor turned his head. "What? Do you want to go back?"
Reese quickly shook her head. "No, I just don't want you to get to angry when I can't tell you things."
"Alright fair point." The Doctor nodded. "And if I ever do get angry, you can put me back in my place."
Reese nodded. "Okay then."
The Doctor smiled, and Reese smiled back. He clapped his hands once more. "Now, like I said early 20th century. Earth." He pointed to the monitor. "Fancy a trip to London?" He asked.
Reese shrugged. "Sure, why not."
Chapter two done! Thanks for reading!