A/N: welcome Whovians and return readers to the sequel to Highwayman. I want to thank you once again for your support in that story because without the fans, this sequel wouldn't exist. i'm glad everyone loves Olivia Felton as much as i do!
now, last we left our Time Traveling couple, the Doctor had just regenerated and the TARDIS was coming down around them...
Chapter 1: A New Beginning
She screamed and ducked when tons of sparks flew from the TARDIS console, smoke billowing around her in plumes so thick she could hardly see or breathe.
"Doctor!" she called before giving harsh coughs then looking around the control room. "Doctor, where are you?!"
It was a new voice. One that she was just getting used to, but she responded to the muffled call, knowing it was her name, by whirling around to look at the open doors. She hurried toward the doors of the TARDIS, ducking when sparks flew from the console and dropped to her knees with wide eyes staring down at the man dangling off the end, a silver wand clamped between his teeth.
"What the hell are you doing down there?!" she snapped.
He gave a silent glare before trying to pull himself up and she gripped his arms to help him back in, bracing her feet on either side of the doorframe. She looked up as a bell sounded from somewhere outside and the Doctor looked over his shoulder with wide eyes as her expression dropped to horror.
They were heading straight for Big Ben.
He gave a muffled reply before she reached out and took the Sonic Screwdriver from his mouth for him to order, "Pull that lever down!"
She quickly shot to her feet as he tried to pull himself in and she reached for the lever, shrinking back once with a shriek when sparks flew but she slammed it down, making the TARDIS thrash, violently. She groaned when she fell onto her back and looked up to see the doorway to the TARDIS empty again, making her eyes widen and her heart race in panic when she heard the Doctor shouting from outside.
"Doctor!" she called, scrambling across the floor to look out the doorway and she gripped his hands to help him up just as they passed over Big Ben. She pulled him completely into the TARDIS and they slammed the doors shut behind him to lean on them, side by side as she panted, "Are you alright?"
All he could do was nod as he sighed in some relief before looking at her and they couldn't help but burst into laughter for a moment before the TARDIS hitched again and it went toppling through the sky as the Doctor gripped Olivia's hand and pulled her toward the console.
"We need to land!" he called over the sparking and the sound of the engines. "We need to let her repair herself!"
"And how exactly do we land when we can't even get to the controls through the smoke and sparks?!" she shot back, cringing when something sparked at her from the console.
"We'll figure something out!" he replied, trying to get through the sparks as well but the TARDIS thrashed again, this time sending them toppling sideways toward the door on the other side of the room.
They fell through the halls that kept shifting around them until they were stopped…by water. Olivia quickly kicked herself to the surface as the Doctor gripped her hand to pull her with him to the surface. They both gasped for air and Olivia frowned around in confusion at the sight of books floating through the water and shelves of books lining the walls around them.
"Why is the swimming pool in the library?" she questioned as the water stilled around them.
"Why not have a swimming pool in the library, eh?" he retorted before looking around as they treaded water and he looked up with a grin. "Finally settled, have you, old girl?!"
"Great, now how do we get out of here?" Olivia muttered, but frowned in wonder as she watched the Doctor swim toward the side of the pool, grabbing something that floated in front of him. "What are you doing?"
"Planning," he replied, swimming back toward her.
She watched as he held a rope in his hand and started pulling it from the water until his hand pulled a grappling hook from the water and he grinned widely at her as she frowned in wonder at him.
"You would have a grappling hook float in from out of nowhere, wouldn't you?" she said before he looked up at the TARDIS doors high above them. He lifted the Sonic toward the doors and they burst open before he launched the grappling hook out of the opening and Olivia stared wide eyes after it. "Wow. I'm impressed."
"I'll go first," he explained, gripping the rope to do as he said. "You follow. Close now. And whatever we find up there just…stay calm."
"Oh, yes, because the TARDIS coming down around us hasn't freaked me out already," she shot back as they began their climb toward the TARDIS doors.
"Why are you so snippy?!" he strained under pulling his own weight up the rope and wrinkling his nose. "I'm the one that just regenerated. I think I'm the only one here with the right to be a bit cranky."
"Well excuse me!" she snapped, pulling herself after him. "But I think I'm allowed to be cranky because my boyfriend of nearly five years just changed into a whole new body with a new voice, new hair, and a new face with no freckles!"
"Oh? That was terribly rude of him. Who's your boyfriend, then?"
"Oh, yes. That's right."
"How could you forget that?!"
"Bit distracted at the moment, Olivia!"
"Oh, so you can remember who I am but not…who I am?"
The Doctor stopped, nearly to the top and frowned back at her as she glared up at him and he sneered, "That doesn't even make sense!"
"Why should I make sense?!" she snapped back. "You never do!"
He gave another face before continuing his way up and when he finally pulled himself up, Olivia gave a deep, confused frown at what she heard next.
"Can I have an apple?" she heard him ask and assumed he must've been talking to someone outside. "All I can think about…apples. I love apples. Maybe I'm having a craving! That's new. Never had cravings before."
She watched him pull himself up and sit straddling the edge of the TARDIS to look down at her before holding a hand toward her to help her up and she climbed over the edge to sit in front of him as he looked down again.
"Whoa!" he grinned. "Look at that!"
"I'd rather not, thank you," Olivia panted before looking ahead to see a little ginger girl in a nightgown covered by a red robe with rain boots on her feet and a flashlight in her hand. Olivia waved with a smile, nodding, "Hello."
"Are you alright?" the little girl asked, warily in a Scottish accent as the Doctor shifted to sit properly next to Olivia.
"Just had a fall," the Doctor replied as Olivia decided to jump down off the edge of the sideways TARDIS. "All the way down there. Right to the library. Hell of a climb back up."
"You're both soaking wet," she pointed out.
"We were in the swimming pool," Olivia replied, passing by her and patting her head to take the grappling hook from where it landed and the girl frowned, glancing between them.
"But…he said you were in the library," she pointed out as Olivia passed her again to hand the grappling hook to the Doctor where he sat.
"Yes, there was a swimming pool," he nodded, taking the hook from Olivia who turned to lean back on the bottom of the TARDIS as he examined the hook before dropping it next to her.
"Are you the police?" the girl asked, making Olivia frown.
"Did you call the police?" Olivia asked, shoving off of the TARDIS as the Doctor leaned forward a bit in his spot and Olivia knelt in front of the girl to ask, "Is something wrong?"
"Did you come about the crack in my wall?" the girl asked Olivia before both girls looked to the Doctor and Olivia stood tall again as he frowned at the ginger girl.
"Doctor!" Olivia called, watching him nearly leap from his perch as he clutched one side of his chest, crying out in pain as he toppled to the ground. She knelt down to help him stand on his knees. "Doctor? What's wrong?!"
"Are you ok, Mister?" the little girl asked as Olivia kept her eyes on the Doctor as he shook his head.
"No, I'm fine," he strained, slightly. "Don't worry…this is all perfectly nor—!"
He jerked forward before lifting his head and breathing out a cloud of gold, making Olivia frown in wonder before he looked to her with a reassuring smile.
"Who are you?" the little girl questioned, making Olivia glance at her before looking back at the Doctor as he lifted his hands to examine them and she frowned when she noticed them glowing gold as well.
"I don't know yet," the Doctor replied to the girl. "I'm still cooking."
Olivia couldn't help but give a slight giggle, making him look at her with a genuine smile, but she quickly looked away and the Doctor looked back to the girl.
"Does it scare you?" he asked her as she frowned at them in confusion.
"Not really," she replied. "It just looks weird."
The Doctor scoffed, realizing she meant his regeneration and explained, "No, no, no. The crack in your wall. Does it scare you?"
"Yes," she replied and Olivia frowned at the Doctor when he grinned, widely.
"Well then!" he called, jumping to his feet and Olivia scrambled to stand next to him. "No time to lose. I'm the Doctor. This is Olivia. Do everything I tell you. Don't ask stupid questions and don't wander off."
Olivia frowned at him as he grinned at her then turned to march straight into a tree. His head thunked against the wood before he fell straight back and Olivia gasped as she threw her hands over her mouth with wide eyes staring at him as he only laid there, the little girl stepping up to his head to look down at him.
"Are you alright?" she asked as Olivia stepped up next to him to stand over him as well.
"Steering's a bit off," he replied, glancing between them before holding a hand toward Olivia who gripped it and pulled him back to his feet.
"You lead the way, little one," Olivia nodded with a smile and the girl turned to head toward her house.
The Doctor reached out and took her hand but she pulled it away, gently, making him frown at her as she only kept her gaze ahead. He gripped her arm gently and pulled her back a step before stopping and turning her to face him as she frowned at him in wonder.
"Are you still cross with me?" he murmured as the little girl continued toward the front door of her house.
"No," Olivia frowned. "Why would I be?"
"You were back in the TARDIS, and now you won't hold my hand," he noticed. "You always hold my hand. I remember that."
"I think you should try figuring out yourself before you try to figure me out all over again," she smiled before turning to head after the little girl who waited at the door for them, the Doctor right behind her.
They were led up a flight of stairs and around a corner to a kitchen where the Doctor began scanning the room as Olivia stood next to him, the little girl rummaging around for something. She stepped up to them, catching both their attentions, an apple in her hands.
"If you're a Doctor, why does your box say police?" she questioned.
Instead of answering, the Doctor took the apple, smelled it and then took a huge bite into it. The girls watched him chew on it a few times before he promptly spit out what was in his mouth across the room, making them both frown and look to him in disgust.
"That's disgusting. What is that?" he asked, holding the apple back out to her.
"It's an apple," the girl replied.
"Apple's rubbish. I hate apples."
"You said you loved them," Olivia recalled with an incredulous frown at him.
"No, no, no. I like yogurt! Yogurt's my favorite. Give me yogurt."
The little girl looked to Olivia with a frown and she only shrugged before waving her off toward the fridge in approval. She hurried across the kitchen to the fridge and ran back to him with a yogurt cup. He ripped the lid off, sucked down the contents then promptly spit it back out across the room, making Olivia jump and stare wide eyes at the mess before looking to him without a word.
"I hate yogurt," he muttered, the offending food running from the corner of his mouth and down his prominent chin. "It's stuff with bits in it!"
"You said it was your favorite," the girl recalled in confusion as Olivia rolled her eyes before lowering her head into a hand.
"New mouth!" he explained, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "New rules! It's like eating after cleaning your teeth. Everything tastes raw!"
Olivia jumped back and stepped next to the girl as he jerked on his feet bending this way and that before slapping a hand to his head and staring around with wide eyes.
"What is it? What's wrong with you?" the girl asked as he lowered his hand.
"A lot of things," Olivia muttered, but she was ignored for the moment.
"What's wrong with me?" the Doctor frowned to the girl. "What's wrong with you? Why can't you give me any decent food? You're Scottish. Fry something."
"Get us a couple of towels first, won't you?" Olivia requested and the girl nodded to her before running down the hall and the Doctor watched her before frowning at Olivia as she headed toward the sink to look underneath it.
"What are you doing?" he questioned, not leaving his spot from the doorway as Olivia stood again with a roll of paper towels.
"Cleaning up this mess you made," she snapped back, kneeling to wipe up the yogurt and using a paper towel to pick up the apple piece he'd spit out. "Your last regeneration wasn't this disgusting."
"Oh, here we go!" he called, catching her attention and she stared at him with wide eyes as he marched toward her to kneel down in front of her and hiss, "This is why I didn't want you with me when this happened. All you'll do now is go on about how I was before. Well this is the new one! This is the new Doctor! So if you don't like it…don't stay."
Olivia stared at him in disbelief before he stood and turned to pace as they both heard the girl's footsteps hurrying back. She handed a towel to the Doctor who immediately started shaking it through his hair, then handed one to Olivia as she still stared at the Doctor, making the girl frown at her in wonder.
"Are you alright?" she asked, snapping Olivia's attention back to her as she took the towel.
"Oh, nothing," she lied before smiling as best she could, "Thank you."
The girl nodded and hurried toward the fridge again to find something to fry as Olivia finished cleaning up before sitting in a chair at the table, watching the two as she wrung her hair out with the towel.
"Ah! Bacon!" the Doctor cheered as he watched the girl cook up a few strips before hurrying to the table to sit next to Olivia, a fork in his hand and a grin on his face.
She knew she shouldn't have been surprised at his mood swing but it annoyed her nonetheless. He tapped the end of his fork to the table as the girl served him and he cut a piece of bacon before shoving it into his mouth and grinning at her. She grinned back, thinking he was pleased but his face instantly changed and he spit the piece back onto the plate. Her grin fell as Olivia frowned at him in disbelief.
"Bacon," he muttered, leaning forward on the table to look the girl in the eye. "That's bacon. Are you trying to poison me?"
Next was beans, and by now, Olivia wasn't falling for his enthusiasm at having some because as soon as he shoveled a helping of beans into his mouth, he ran to the sink and spit them back out. He looked back at both of them as Olivia shook her head in her hand.
"Beans are evil," he warned. "Bad, bad beans."
They all sat at the table as the next dish was prepared and he smiled, nodding in approval.
"Bread and butter," he praised. "Now you're talking."
The next minute he was launching the plate like a Frisbee out the front door, yelling at it to stay out as Olivia sighed, still at the table. He paced next to the fridge as the little girl opened the door and looked through it.
"We've got some carrots," she suggested, looking to him for his response as she whirled around to face her.
"Carrots?!" he demanded. "Are you insane?!"
"I would make a suggestion but someone doesn't want me bringing up the past," Olivia called, sarcastically and it earned a glare from the Doctor as she only smiled back at him, knowing he knew exactly what she meant.
"What do you think, then?" the girl asked, open to any suggestions at this point.
Olivia shrugged before replying, "Maybe bananas?"
"We don't have any bananas," the girl replied, making Olivia frown in disbelief.
"What kind of household doesn't have bananas?!" she squeaked, but her question went unanswered when the Doctor stepped toward the fridge to rummage through it.
"No bananas. No! Wait! Hang on! I know what I need! I need…I need…I need…" He grinned as he pulled a box from the fridge and a box from the freezer and held them toward her saying, "…fish fingers and custard."
Olivia watched him in astonishment as the Doctor sat next to her dipping the fish sticks into a huge bowl of custard and chowing down on them, the little girl in front of them eating ice cream straight out of the carton. Olivia looked to the plate of fish sticks then back at the Doctor as he ate before snaking her arm between him and the bowl of custard to steal one and dip it into the bowl just for a taste. The Doctor looked to her to see her reaction as she took the bite, chewed on it then glanced at him and nodded in approval, making him smile before they both looked to the girl in front of them.
"Funny," the girl nodded. "You're both very funny."
"Are we?" the Doctor chirped. "Good. Funny's good."
"What's your name?" Olivia asked, finishing off her fish stick.
"Amelia Pond," she replied, enthusiastically.
"Oh! That's a brilliant name," the Doctor smiled. "Amelia Pond. Like a name in a fairy tale."
Olivia couldn't help but smile at him, seeing his old self come out just a bit before she turned to Amelia and asked, "Are we Scotland Amelia?"
Amelia sighed in disappointment before replying, "No. Auntie moved to England. It's rubbish."
"What about your mom and dad?" Olivia asked. "Aren't they upstairs? I thought we would've woken them by now."
"Don't have a mum and dad," Amelia replied, a bit sadly. "Just an aunt."
"I don't even have an aunt," the Doctor smiled, still eating and Olivia looked to him just as he looked at her and he smiled, "I've just got Olivia, here." He looked back at Amelia and shrugged. "She suits me."
"You're lucky," Amelia nodded before he looked back to Olivia, meeting her gaze.
"I know," he replied.
Olivia realized he was silently apologizing for his behavior earlier, she could see it in his eyes. Well, the argument had gone both ways, so she made sure he knew that she was sorry too by slipping a hand onto his knee under the table where Amelia couldn't see it, fiddling with the tear she found under her fingers.
The Doctor couldn't help but stare at Olivia for a moment before he looked back to Amelia to ask, "So your aunt…where's she?"
"She's out," Amelia shrugged, making the couple's eyes widen at her.
"And she left you all alone?!" Olivia frowned incredulously. "How old are you?!"
"Seven," she replied. "I'm not scared."
"Of course not," the Doctor chimed in. "You're not scared of anything. Box falls out of the sky. Man and woman fall out of the box. Man eats fish custard…and look at you! Just sittin' there!"
There was a pause as they all stared at each other until he finally spoke again.
"So you know what I think?"
"What?" Amelia prompted as Olivia only stared at him in wonder.
"Must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall."
A/N: i hope you all like the beginning so far. i'll be working on this one and another Olivia Felton story of her year working for Torchwood called The Year Long Wait. I'm not sure if i'll post that one until after i'm finished with this one, but if i do, i encourage you to read it. now...any reviews?