Hi everyone!

I apologise for disappearing for a week… I was pretty busy with school. Lol

Here is the final chapter, with a little teaser for the sequel included, which will be up and running in about a week. Look out for a story with the title 'It always ends with a Choice'.

Anyway, here we go!






Annoyed, Amy planted herself next to the Doctor on the console, trying to figure out where their next trip will be. With a final sigh, she said, "All right, final guess; Antarctica."

The Doctor laughed. "Of all places, why did you think about that?"

"I'm honestly running out of ideas!" she complained, laughing.

The Doctor frowned, pondering on a thought which he never wished to contemplate for a while, but seeing his companion's expectant face, he smiled.

"It's a secret," he murmured, gliding towards his companion and stroking her angelic face.

She pouted. "I don't like secrets."

"I know you don't," he chuckled before kissing her tenderly, which she responded eagerly.

When they finally broke apart, Amy tried again as he flew around, working his magic around the TARDIS. "Where exactly are we going?"

"My hometown," he stated simply, his hands flying.

At this, she looked up. "Your hometown?"

He nodded. "My hometown," he repeated. "The place I was born."

"I thought it was destroyed." Amy mumbled.

The Doctor stopped and looked deeply into her hazel eyes. "We have all of time and space, dear. What's the point of the TARDIS if it can't travel back in time for a bit?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't it be hard for you at all?" she murmured, clasping his strong hands in her feeble ones. "I know you led a tragic past, Doctor. We don't have to go there if you don't want to… I'll understand."

Hearing this, he smiled. "Amy, I want to show you the place where I grew up. The pain of losing my friends and family got to the point of it being bearable, and I think it's time I should regain old memories – with you."

His companion frowned, contemplating on the thought of visiting the Doctor's hometown reminiscing old pastimes – his pastime. It suddenly occurred to Amy that she had absolutely no idea where the Doctor was from.

"Before we start this mind-boggling trip," she began, leaning into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her comfortingly. "What planet are you from?"

The Doctor chuckled. "Have I not told you about Gallifrey?"

"Gallifrey," she repeated, smiling. "A much unexpected name for an alien named the Doctor."

"Oh Amy," he laughed, disengaging himself from her. "There's so much to tell you about me, but right now, let's get this trip started." With that, he allowed himself to pause and kiss his beautiful redhead companion before setting the coordinates.

"Gallifrey," he whispered. "Here I come!"


Nine hundred and seven years ago, in a lavishly decorated room in the citadel of Gallifrey, a woman with blonde hair stared unseeingly outside the window, waiting expectantly.

The massive doors opened unexpectedly, and she whipped her head around, instantly alert, only to find another young woman with red hair clutching a small bundle. She smiled at the blonde, and nodded in recognition as she carefully placed the bundle in her waiting hands. The blonde murmured a small 'thank you' to the redhead as she departed in a flurry of skirts.

The blonde gazed back at the window as she murmured soft words to the small wriggling package, her curls bouncing with every movement. She looked down into intelligent, unblinking blue-green eyes and smiled softly.

"Hello sweetie."


And that's it! Like it or not, reviews would be much appreciated.

Thank you all for reading my first ever fic, and there's more to come – and that's a promise!

Long live Doctor Who!