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Myra Anderson

"I'm afraid that one day, you won't see me as something special anymore."

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a character in “The Doctor”, as played by Autumn_Sunrise

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"Go ahead, tell me how much of a mess you are, how many flaws you think you have, how many mistakes you’ve made. Watch me love every inch of you in every way, and tell you you’re perfect every single day."

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NAME
Myra Brooklyn Anderson

NICKNAME/S
MerPronounced "Mare"

AGE
Twenty

NATIONALITY
English

SEXUALITY
Heterosexual

DIALOGUE COLOUR
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APPEARANCE
Myra takes after her mother in every single way, from the red hair to the freckles that appear on her face when she is in the sun for long periods of time. Though her blue eyes a good mix of her fathers grey eyes and her mothers blue she is still her mothers child.

On a normal day Myra will usually wear a casual shirt with leggings, or jeans depending on her mood, some days if it is warm enough she will put on a casual dress. Her hair is usually down falling to around mid back, she keeps her makeup light and neutral most of the time. When going to a formal event such as a wedding, Myra will usually put her hair up, wear a dress and make her makeup more prominent.


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PERSONALITY
From a young age Myra has understood loss. It has always been in her life from the time she could remember and has rounded her into the person she is. Myra works tirelessly to make sure other people do not experience the type, or amount of pain she has in her short twenty years of life. Her kindness is seemingly unlimited and she will care for you in anyway she can no matter the cost to herself.

Self sacrificing has been a word used to describe her over the years. Though she is self sacrificing, it has always been a mix of her extreme need to help people, and her self destructive ways. Myra has mastered her façade, its all smiles on the outside, she needs to be strong for those who cannot be strong for themselves; for her family and loved ones. On the inside she is usually drowning in her own storm of anxiety, loss, and suffering is usually eating away at her very being.

Myra will often describe herself as broken, a broken that can't be fixed but only those closest to her will know that and not many have made it passed her many barriers. She will do whatever it takes to convince you she is alright, that she truly is okay and that you don't need to worry about her; she doesn't want you worrying about her, she wants you to worry about you.

Though it is Myra's brokenness that makes her a beautifully kind person, someone who tries to make everyone's day even if she herself is having a bad one, smiles are something she aims to get out of everyone and if she can make someone laugh it could even make her day.




























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Myra doesn't speak about her past often if she speaks about it at all for the fear that the tears will come and never stop falling. At the time of Myra's birth her mother was the age of nineteen and her father twenty, though they were young they took good care of her and her twin sister Abigail.

At the age of five Myra experienced loss for the first time when her sister passed away in the hospital in the middle of the night. Abby had been diagnosed with cystic fibrosis at the young age of three and though that is thought to be the cause of her death there was no evidence supporting that claim as the disease was not progressed enough to kill the young girl and the cause was listed as unknown. Being so young Myra didn't quite understand what it meant but she did know one thing was for sure, her sister was gone and she wasn't coming back. After the death of her sister, she wasn't quite the same cheery girl she had been when her sister had been around, she quickly became more enclosed and developed a shell becoming shy and distant from other people her age, this was roughly when she developed such high anxiety levels.

As Myra grew she was usually found sitting in a corner with her nose in a book, she wasn't a fan of being around to many people. She loved to learn and the only tedious part about school was all the people. For the most part in her childhood years after her sisters passing she grew up as an only child, though her parents tried for another child miscarriage after miscarriage occurred and Myra eventually accepted that she was going to be an only child the rest of her life. Throughout her childhood Myra was bullied by other children because of how quiet and reserved she was, she lost friend after friend and eventually just gave up on trying to be social with the children her age and stuck tightly to her books.

When she was ten her father was diagnosed with liver cancer, again to young to understand her father was dying she was still aware that he was sick and her mother often reminded her to cherish her time with her father. When she was fifteen the cancer had spread all over his body and a few weeks after her sixteenth birthday her father passed away. It took Myra a long time to get over the death of her father, however her mother was remarried, by the time Myra was eighteen. When she was nineteen her younger brother came into the world.

At the time the plague hit Myra's life wasn't a walk in the park as she struggled with everything that had happened when she was younger, and how she never cared about her well being and only the well being of others. When her Mother got the mysterious disease no one could cure Mercy was devastated knowing her mother would meet the same demise as the rest who had been struck with the illness. It wasn't long after her mother grew ill that she met the mysterious man, who unknown to Mercy would change her life in more ways she could imagine.

So begins...

Myra Anderson's Story

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Myra moved into the living room hearing her younger brother start to cry, she picked the one year old boy up into her arms settling him on her hip. "Mom is sleeping." Myra said holding the phone to her ear rolling her eyes at her step fathers concern, if he was so concerned he shouldn't have left on the business trip. "No, her fever hasn't broke." She sighed her brother fussing in her arms, she gently rocked him back and forth. "Look dad, I need to go Jamie is hungry. Yes I will update you if anything changes. Bye."

Myra smiled gently touching Jamie's nose. "Lets get you something to eat." She brought him into the kitchen sitting him in his high chair. She let out another sigh wondering if she should make something for her mother but since she had fallen ill she hadn't been eating much if at all. She set a bowl in front of Jamie just as the door bell rang. Moving to the door she opened it to see a man standing there and a blue police telephone box in their front lawn that wasn't there before. Myra leaned to look around the man standing before her at the blue box furrowing her brows. "That wasn't there before." She said more to herself than to anyone else before looking back at the man in the door.

"Myra, who is it?" She turned seeing her mom she gestured for the man to come in before walking over to her mother. She looked like death warmed over. "Mum, you shouldn't be out of bed." Myra took her mothers arm steadying her. Her mother looked over at the Doctor scanning his face slightly. "I recognize you." Julia mumbled weakly. "You knew Amy Pond. She spoke fondly of you. Said that if anything ever went wrong you would show up." Myra glanced over at the Doctor helping her mother sit in one of the chairs in the living room. "Well Doctor, I'm dying, and so is half of earth. I'm assuming that's why you have appeared? After all these years." Julia gently put her hand on her daughters arm. "Myra, sweet heart, your brother is crying."

Myra nodded slightly moving into the kitchen bringing Jamie back out of the kitchen, he reached out for Julia so Myra gently settled him down in Julia's lap gently ruffling the boys blonde hair.

"Myra, this is the Doctor." Myra looked to the Doctor her gaze locking with his. When she looked at him it reminded her of herself, they way his eyes looked heavy with a weight no one could see, she simply sighed. "I don't think you are going to be able to help much, whoever you are. People have been dying for months, no one can find the cure."

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The TARDIS raddled and shook, groaning as The Doctor ran all around the circular center console. "Oh stop whining! Just land for gods sake!" The Doctor yelled, smacking at a few buttons before pulling a lever. The TARDIS just groaned some more, the wheezing sound piercing the air indicating that she was landing. Hearing the familiar boom of the TARDIS hitting the ground The Doctor pushed his hair out of his face. All the running around had disgruntled him. It's been a long time sense he's flown the TARDIS. He's been dormant for so long. Trotting down the steps of the landing, he hurried over to the off-centered door, opening it. The squeak sent him shivering with nostalgia.

The Doctor poked his head out the door, looking around, his eyebrows furrowing at the sheer quiet of the neighborhood he landed in. "Are you sure this is Earth?... It's awfully quiet!" The Doctor pulled his head back in, looking back at the console. The TARDIS gave an annoyed warping sound, making The Doctor frown. Opening the door again he walked out, closing it. He glanced behind him, the large police box looking as 'sexy' as ever. Smiling he reached into his jacket, rustling around in it before pulling out a long weird flashlight looking thing. It was his sonic screw driver. Pointing the green tip up into the air he pressed a button on the hilt. The screwdriver made its usual weird noise. He did a quick slash through the air with the it. After he stopped pressing the button he flicked it forward. The top pulling out slightly. He looked at the screwdriver as if reading it.

The Doctor frowned, putting his screwdriver back into his inner pocket. Stepping off the grass and onto the curb of the street he looked around. Suddenly sticking a finger into his mouth he pulled it out with a 'pop' before raising it into the air. Continuing to look around he grinned, clapping his hands together and rubbing them. "Ah! Twenty-Twenty! What a lovely year... I've never been to this year," The Doctor said to the air. He grinned, hopping off the curb. He froze upon hearing a screaming baby somewhere close by, in one of the houses. Frowning he hurried across the street, easily finding the home of the screaming infant. The only house actually making noise.

Going up to the strange home The Doctor gave the doorbell a quick push, before waiting for a bit. The door opened to show a rather young looking ginger woman standing there, holding a crying baby. The Doctor gave her a charming smile, opening his mouth to say something. She, however, said something first, looking in back of him at his TARDIS. He looked back at it, too, grinning even more, turning back to her. He went to say something again, but this time someone else spoke. A weak female voice. When the girl, Myra was what he heard her mother call her, allowed him in he gratefully stepped into the house.

The Doctor followed the woman into the living room where the sick sounding lady was. He frowned, looking between the mother and daughter as they spoke. He frowned even more hearing the name 'Amy Pond'. His hearts ached hearing that name, and it made a flicker of regret rise in his chest, making him wish he stayed in the TARDIS for a split second. Once the mother and Myra were finished talking, The Doctor looked over to Myra. "He wants you to sing to him," He pointed to the child. "And that's very rude, Mr.! Just because she has orange hair doesn't mean you can call her an orange tree! She's your family member, you must respect her." The Doctor listened more to the screaming child before snickering, covering his mouth with a slight blush.

After composing himself a little bit he looked to the mother of Myra. His face got deathly serious. "I haven't heard that name in a very long time... Amy... Pond..." The Doctor pursed his lips, the flicker of sadness and regret crossing over his face once again. His eyes unfocused for a bit as he focused on pushing the unwanted feelings away. With a sudden blink he looked between the two ladies. "So! First thing I notice... First thing I notice is the quiet houses. Why are they so quiet? It's not that late in the evening, there should still be kids playing, and cars driving. I should of heard conversations and laughter, family dinners and the telly. So why is no one making a sound, accept for you lot?... They're afraid... Is there an invasion?- No, invasion would mean the army and soldiers would be all over the place, you people would be fighting back, so... The houses.... Are empty?" He looked at Myra for the answers. After giving her face a once over he confirmed his question.

"You mentioned your mother being sick?" The doctor glanced at Myras mother before looking back at Myra. "With what? You said it was incurable. This is 2020, you should have a cure for almost everything..."

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Myra crossed her arms looking over at her younger brother and her mother listening to the man before her babel about nothing at all before he asked a few real questions. "It came a few months ago. People started to get sick claiming they saw something in their room. Doctor's labeled it as hallucinations a symptoms of what they are now calling the plague." Myra took a small breath. "Every time they get close to curing it, it mutates. They have to start over again." Myra took her brother from Julia's arms gently humming a tune to the child, it wasn't ling before he was asleep comfortably nestled in her arms. Julia took a breath looking at the Doctor. "The disease targets every organ except the brain. Once dead, the brain seems to just disappear. No explanation. The houses are empty because people are at the hospital with loved ones. Fathers, brothers, sisters, mothers. They are all dying. Myra wouldn't take me to the hospital." Julia gave her daughter a look.

"They won't help you." Myra replied a hurt tone in her voice. "They will let you die, just like they let Abby die." Julia sighed shaking her head. "Why don't you put your brother into his crib then go make some tea?" Myra rolled her eyes walking down the hallway, she gently laid her Jamie in his crib pulling a blanket over him before coming out of the room to see her mother and the man she called 'Doctor' talking.

When the tea was ready she brought it out setting it on the table pouring two cups one for her mother and one for the man. Myra sat down beside her mother. "You really should go back to bed mum." Julia waved her hand in a dismissive fashion causing Myra to sigh again this time rolling her eyes. She took in a deep breath looking at how frail her mother was becoming, it made her heart hurt, she looked away from her mother staring at the floor not wanting her to the see the sadness in her eyes. She was going to lose her mother the same way she lost her sister, from a disease no one could cure, that no one could catch.

"The government has issued a state of emergency, if you don't need to leave the house then don't...They don't know how the Virus is transferred from person to person."

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The Doctor sat surprisingly quiet listening to the two talk. He frowned and smiled, and then frowned again, quietly thanking Myra for the tea. "Your daughter is right about two things, ma'am," He said, looking to Julia. "The hospital can't help you. If there's no cure what's the point in going? She's also right about you needing to go back to bed... You're frail, and you look like if someone blew on you, you'd fall over..." He looked to Myra, and gave her a comforting smile. "But before that I need to as you a few questions, Julia," He looked back to Myra's mother, "This figure you've seen... What does it look like? Tall? Short? Skinny or fat? I will help you. To the best of my abilities, that is." The doctor took a step closer to Julia. He bent at the waste, and looked directly into Julias eyes.

His lips purse as he searched for something in the woman's eyes. After a minute of searching he sat up again, took the tea he was given, and took a sip. Swishing it around in his mouth he squatted down, and started to casually investigate Julia. Myra was right, her body was failing, and her brain was starting to deteriorate. "No cure, and it always mutates... This isn't a virus.. If it was it wouldn't mutate instantly like that. Someone is controlling this. Someone is paying attention. They know when the humans are close so they change their form of... Searching? That might actually be what's happening, but... Oh I don't know, I could be completely wrong about this." The Doctor frowned. He was talking to himself more then the ladies.

Standing up again he reached into his jacket once again, whipping out his screw driver and scanning Julia. He read the screwdriver for a second before a large grin grew on his face. "Oh..." He mumbled, chuckling slightly and smiling like crazy, feeling quite clever now.

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"Oh?" Myra raised her eyebrows urging him to continue with what he seemed to have discovered. The explanation of Aliens made Myra shake her head slightly in disbelief but she supposed it was possible. She moved out of the living room and helped her mother into her bed. "Myra, you need to help the Doctor." Julia spoke softly. "Amy always said that he shouldn't travel alone, or do things like this alone. He needs someone to look after him." Myra shook her head slightly, her anxiety building in the pit of her stomach, her mother smiled knowingly, Myra had always had trust issues, ever since her sister had died she had problems trusting anyone."How do we know its him?" Julia smiled. "Amy used to call him the crazy man with the blue box. It's him."

Myra came back into the living room with her arms crossed her eyes meeting the Doctors again looking him over, he looked rather ragged. "So, what do we do?" Myra smiled slightly. "Amy always told mum that someone needs to look out for you no matter how much you deny it." Myra had opened up considerably, she supposed that if Amy could trust him that she could. Amy had always had a hard time trusting people as well.

"Mum says your the crazy man with the blue box." Myra went over to the door with a laugh opening it looking at the blue box. "I'm assuming this is your blue box raggedy man?" Myra asked stepping out of the house completely unaware that Amy had used to call the Doctor that, she had simply pulled the name from looking at him and thought it would lighten the mood. "Are you coming?" Myra called walking down the pathway. "Or am I going to have to break into your blue box? I bet I could." She chimed waiting for the Doctor to come join her.

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The Doctor had finished drinking his tea when Myra came back from downstairs. He wondered how Julia knew so much about him, and Amy, but he kept his impossible curiosity down. He listened to Myra talk, watched her walk to the door and out. He had started to follow, but froze upon hearing what Myra called him. His chest pulsed in pain and his eyes threatened to start tearing up. The words echoed in his ears, Myra's voice mixing with Amy's accent. His jaw clenched as he forced his legs to keep moving, and his mind to keep pushing through the grief.

"I bet you couldn't," The Doctor called, quickly regaining his composure as he closed the door, his voice playful, "Not even the Daleks could get through that door, and trust me they've tried!" He hurried after Myra, keeping pace with her. He went up to the TARDIS before Myra got there, and stepped in front of the door. "Before we do any of this... You have to promise to do everything I say... You must trust me..." his playful eyes became serious suddenly as he looked down at Myra, holding her gaze. It was always the one rule he had with all companions. No matter how untrustworthy he was at times, he always lied for a good reason. Usually. "Another thing is that this life is dangerous.. We don't know who's attacking your planet, and if they're directly hostile... Would you rather take care of your mother? There's a chance you'll never see her again..." He sounded like he was trying to scare Myra off, but he had to make absolutely sure that she was up to the task of helping him.

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"I might never see her again if I don't do this." Myra held her gaze with the Doctor. "If Amy trusted you, than I can to." Myra let her playful smile return clearly he liked to play games just the same as she did, she looked at the door and then back at the Doctor. "I want to see inside, please let me in." Myra smiled when the doors opened and she walked in looking around, she ran around the console a big smile on her face gently resting her hands on it. "This is brilliant!" Myra exclaimed looking back at the Doctor with a bright smile going back over to him with a skip in her step. It was exactly like all the stories she had heard as a child about the man with the blue box. Everyone thought Amy was just over imaginative, Myra was almost upset she had never got to meet her mothers cousin.

she smiled brighter when the TARDIS started to moan and groan as it started up, she looked over at the Doctor watching as her controlled it, it was like a dance, something she had never seen the likes of and she was totally amazed by it, by this man who she had the right mind to kick out when he first walked in who now mesmerized her. "So we are just going to land on the Alien spaceship?" Myra questioned coming up beside the Doctor looking at him with gentle eyes. "Won't they know we are there?"

Myra let out a noise of shock falling over at the force of the TARDIS landing, she giggled pushing her hair out of her face, the Doctor giving her a "I guess we will find out" look that just made her even more excited than she was. She stood up brushing herself off following after the Doctor, she hesitated when he opened the door and stepped out, looking at him from the safety of the TARDIS for a moment, her anxiety rising back up in her stomach she took a small step back inside the blue box. "You have to trust me." His voice echoed in her ears and she stepped out coming up beside him. "So...Whats the plan?"

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The Doctor watched Myra with a careful eye as she went into the TARDIS. So far the blue box had no objections to the red haired girl coming along with him. He got his sonic screwdriver out when they started to fly away. When The Doctor had scanned Julia he picked up a signal, as if something was connected to her using waves. Exactly like a Radio, accept the signal was 1 way. He easily tracked the signal to a ship about 100,000 miles above the Earth. He smiled and laughed with Myra as the TARDIS jolted down onto the ground, and he fell back into the springy seat that was in back of him.

Getting up he hurried outside, opening the door and striding out. They seem to have landed in an extremely hot boiler room. "No one knows we're here!," The Doctor said, his arms up as he spun around once, looking at the entire hot room. He was instantly starting to sweat. "And I thought we might just have a little chat with whoever's taking over people... I want to know who they are and why then want to harvest the human race like they are," The Doctor looked to Myra came closer. "So in order to find them... We need to go to the closest life form... This could potentially be extremely dangerous..." He scanned the air with the screwdriver before looking at it.

The Doctors eyebrow furrowed together as he looked at the screwdriver. "Well that's weird," He mumbled, glancing to Myra before strolling forward, out of the boiler room. "There's only 3 life forms, and that's including you and me," The Doctor clarified, trotting up some stairs. After going through a few other doors, going down a hallway they walked out onto a cat walk. The Doctor froze, looking down below them. The cat walk was above a massive room. The entire room was full of dormant bodies, all of them standing, all of them with a sheet over their bodies. The Doctor looked around the room below them. His eyes were wide, and his lips were pursed, confusion clearly written all over his face.

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Myra listened to the Doctor carefully leaning over the railing of the catwalk to the sight that was bellow them, she furrowed her eyebrows. "Could whatever else is on this ship with us be the last of its kind? Using these bodies to try and recreate its race?" it seemed like a long shot and a bit of a stupid question, but to Myra that seemed like the only logical answer to what they were seeing. Myra turned seeing something out of the corner of her eye, she moved past the Doctor touching him lightly on the shoulder to get his attention. "I saw something." She whispered heading in that direction, following the shadow through a few corridors before coming to a door.

She looked at the Doctor before walking in. "A human and a Time lord." The thing with its back to them spoke with a light chuckle that made Myra shiver. "You must be the Doctor. No one has seen you for a long time, Time lord." Myra glanced at the Doctor as the thing turned around, it looked human but she could tell it wasn't, it had probably taken the shape of one of the people it had killed. The thing was slowly stepping towards them, it seemed less interested in the Doctor than it was in her, but still seemed smart enough to keep a good distance away from them. "Resilient that one." The alien pointed at Myra looking her up and down.

"You are killing innocent people." Myra spoke softly taking a step towards the thing. It only seemed to shake its head in amusement. "Innocent people yes, but you missed the pattern. I bet your Doctor did as well. I have been taking the strangest of your race, the most evolved. The smartest, the kindest, the fastest." The creature laughed going up to a computer. "I can infect whoever I please, whoever I chose. I might as well be a god." He turned back to face them. "You wanted answers Doctor, so there they are. I'd like to see you do something about it. Well, I'd like to see you at least try. I want to watch you dance as you try to save the planet you have so diligently protected thus far."

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The Doctor looked to Myra as she spoke her theory. Truth be told he was thinking the same exact thing, but he never got the chance to say it, due to Myra seeing something, or someone moving. His lips pursed as he followed the girl, glancing down one last time at the dormant bodies before closing the door to the ending of the cat walk behind him. Trotting after Myra once again he stopped a few paces into the control room, where the mysterious alien lurked. Seeing how human the figure looked, The Doctor grinned. He looked around the room. Buttons flashed all different colors, and the screens on the wall in back of them showed security cameras. This man wasn't as smart as the Doctor thought, he's just cheating by using cameras.

"So you know us, but who are you? And what happened to your people?... It seams like all of them are dead," He looked to the man in front of them, completely ignoring his competitive comment. He wanted to test this creature, to see who and what it was. "Lovely perception filter, by the way. You must of picked someone you've recently seen. I figured you've seen a lot of people, seeing as this virus you're infecting people with, really isn't a virus... It's you." The Doctor casually strolled around the room, occasionally glancing to the man. The unknown alien gave The Doctor a annoyed, yet surprised look.

The Doctor chuckled a bit, stopping a few yards to the right of the man. "Did you really think I wouldn't be able to work this part out?... You're harvesting humans, gaining their knowledge because you're people are all dead, kept frozen down there," He pointed towards where him and Myra saw the bodies, "While you tried to build all of them, ever single one of them, a mind of their own. You need others brains so that you can give them to your people, so therefore you visit every single on of your victims. You get inside their head and slowly extract their brains..." The Doctor paused, looking down at one of the consoles. "You must be dying to know why it isn't working..."

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"If it doesn't work with the humans, I will move on to another race. After this one is dead of course." The Alien smirked at the Doctor, it wasn't working and it was true that he couldn't figure out why, but if it came to wiping out the human race trying to find out he would. "Maybe, I'll start with you. Perhaps a Time lord will do the trick...or maybe..." The Alien moved to quickly for Myra to react and before she knew it she was locked in the things arms, she hadn't been far from the Doctor either, the thing was challenging him, taunting him in anyway it could, distracting him was more like it. "I'll start with your companion." Myra shook her head slightly at the Doctor.

"I'm being merciful to your precious humans Doctor. I am giving them weeks to live when I could give them mere seconds." The Alien whispered something into Myra's ear, she fell unconscious immediately after the alien basically dropping her to the floor moving away from her, if he was going to go down, he was going to make the Time lord dance. "There is a way to stop it. Saving everyone including your companion. It's in this room. The question is, are you smart enough to figure it out?" The alien walked around the Doctor a few times chuckling softly. "Time is ticking, and oh how time is such an unforgiving thing."

Myra didn't know how long she had been unconscious for, but when her eyes opened the first face she saw was the Doctor's. She smiled gently at him. "Hello, raggedy man." She slowly sat up looking around, they were in the TARDIS. "Did you stop him?" Myra asked she assumed he had given the fact they were in the TARDIS, she smiled brightly at him wrapping her arms around his neck, the force of the hug knocking the Doctor onto his back causing Myra to be laying half on top of him. She smiled down at him pushing the red hair out of her face looking into his eyes, eyes you could easily get lost in, her smile faded Myra leaned down gently kissing his cheek. "Thank you." She smiled again standing up going over to the console placing her hands gently on it, the TARDIS groaned at her touch, causing Myra to giggle. "Does that mean it likes me?"

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The Doctor flinched when Myra had fallen to the ground, in a deep sleep. He hurried to her side as the unknown creature taunted, prowling around him as he knelt next to his new companion. His eyes burned with anger as his temper rose. He stood, still looking down at Myra. "There is one thing you NEVER want to do," The Doctor growled, looking up to the other Alien, "Is hurt my friends." With that he bolted around the room, looking around. His head raced with ideas as he looked at all the controls, recognizing them all. The creature watched him, a shiver of fear running down his back seeing how hell bent the Doctor was on saving his new friend.

The Doctor went right to the main control panel, looking at all the buttons. "I have been alone for a very long time, sir. Do you know what that means?!" He spun around to face the alien, fear now plainly written all over the creature. The fire that burned in The Doctors eyes was enough to scare anyone off. "I'm not merciful!" Spit flew from The Doctors lips as he yelled. Turning his smashed his fist down on a red button. Sirens instantly went off, red lights flashing along with the wailing of the warning system. A gas started to fill the room, quickly covering the floor. The man rushed to the control panel. "You fool! This will kill me and my people!" The creature said, turning to see The Doctor had picked up Myra, and was walking out.

He turns to look at the other alien. "They were already dead... You just refused to understand you can't force another living beings mine into a dead one," The Doctor said, glaring at the man. He turned and walked, his pace quick as his lungs started to get the urge to cough. He could hear the man in back of him coughing and gagging, his lungs starting to fill with water. By the time The Doctor was at the cat walk he was running, Myra still in his arms. When he got to the TARDIS he quickly slammed the door shut with a foot, and hurried Myra onto the landing where the controls were. He laid her down gently before pulling his screwdriver out. Scanning her quickly he let out a relieved sigh. She was going to be okay, nothing bad showing up on the life scans he did.

Quickly flying out of the ship he let the TARDIS sit and relax just above the Earth, softly humming. The Doctor watched Myra closely, never taking his eyes of her for more than a second. When she started to stir he hurried to her side, kneeling next to her."Look who's u-" He started, but was cut off when Myra suddenly tackled him, hugging him tightly. The Doctor laughed, hugging her back, and when she kissed his cheek his face instantly exploded into red. Myra quickly got up off of him and walked around. As he got up he noted her quick recovery was very good. She was strong, and seemed stubborn. Just like Amy. Myra's 'new' nickname for him always made his hearts tighten with sadness, but it was a good sadness. It made him remember what the old time use to be like. How he could make these times become better.

Hearing Myra ask her question he smiled, pausing for a moment before walking over to the consol. "She... The TARDIS is a she," He corrected, "And yes, it means she likes you." The Doctor smiled, flicking a few switches and pressing a few buttons before pulling a lever. The whining of the TARDIS started up, and within seconds the 'boom' of the TARDIS landing sounded. "You're home," He said with a small smile, not looking up at Myra. "Your mother should recover fully within a few days... That man won't be bothering you anymore," The Doctor looked up shyly.

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Myra smiled going over to him. "You should stay with us for a while. You've been alone for a long time...Besides, I enjoy your company." Myra took his hand giving him a look to tell him she wasn't going to let him refuse the offer. When she walked out of the TARDIS The Doctors hand still in hers, her mother was standing in the doorway with Jamie in her arms, she smiled gently at her daughter. "I heard the TARDIS landing. You know, he drives with the breaks on." Julia winked at the Doctor pulling her daughter into a hug. "The Doctor is going to stay with us for a while mum."

"Oh wonderful!" Julia smiled ushering both the Doctor and Myra inside the house. "Amy was my cousin Doctor." Julia said softly. "I knew you were wondering how I knew so much about you and her." Myra took Jamie from her mother with a smile kissing the boys cheek before returning to the Doctors side. Julia smiled stating that she would put tea on, she still wasn't feeling 100% herself but she was definitely feeling better.

Myra noticed the Doctor looking at a photo of her, her father, and her sister right before Abby had grown ill and died, Myra sighed picking up the photo with her free hand Jamie fussing at the movement of his sister, Myra shook her head at her brother placing him down in front of one of his toys before standing back up, she looked at the picture closely as if she were trying to remember every detail of that day.

"That's my sister Abby." Myra pointed to the red haired girl that was sitting on her fathers other knee. "She died when we were five." Myra looked at the picture a sad expression coming over her face. "And that's my dad." Myra pointed to the man who's knees the twins were sitting on. "He died when I was sixteen." Myra put the photo back down in its place with a sad smile. "Mum was remarried, and Jamie came along." She sighed slightly sitting down rubbing her neck, her head was pounding and had been since she had woken up in the TARDIS, though she didn't think much of it, she figured being knocked unconscious by an alien would do that to you.





Myra was happier than she had been in a very long time, the Doctor had been around for a while now and they were becoming quite the pair, and almost inseparable. They were at the park with her parents and her little brother, Jamie seemed to have become quite fond of the Doctor as well. Myra was hiding behind a tree waiting to see if the Doctor would find her, when he turned away from her she came out jumping onto his back wrapping her arms around his neck ending up in a piggy back.

"Caught you raggedy man." She whispered in his ear kissing his cheek, she slipped off of his back running away from him again for the soul purpose of being a tease. She found that he liked to play games just as much as she did. Myra had quickly figured out how to get the Doctor to chase her, and it quickly became one of her favorite games to tease him.

Myra had become quite flirty with the Doctor, most of the time he would flirt back with her but a lot better, she always claimed that because he was so old he had a advantage over her so it wasn't fair.

When they got home Myra went upstairs changing into a bikini, she knew the TARDIS had a pool and she hadn't been in it yet, she came down the stairs with a towel in hand. "The TARDIS has a pool right?" Myra asked the Doctor with a mischievous smile. "I'm going to go swimming. You can join me if you want Doctor." Myra said gently running her hand over his shoulder before heading out the door. She carefully pushed the door of the TARDIS open, she forgot how large the time machine was and it took her a while to actually find the pool, she frowned seeing the Doctor was already there, Myra dropped her towel shaking her head.

"How did you get here before me?" She asked, but of course he had it was his TARDIS, and Myra was still learning her way around the spaceship 90% of the time she ended up getting lost. Myra jumped into the pool without hesitation floating on her back she slightly looked up at the Doctor. "The water is lovely!" She smiled resting her head back in the water closing her eyes.

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The Doctor frowned, hearing Myra suggest him staying with them. "Myra listen I-" He started, but stopped when Myra gave him a stubborn look. Frowning he sighed, and allowed her to take his hand. Part of him wanted to go back to the TARDIS, to either go back in hiding or get back into trouble with some other alien race. But the other part of him actually enjoyed the presents of Myra, enjoying her company as well as her kinda stubborn side. She really did remind him a lot of Amy.

The Doctor smiled wide seeing Julia in the doorway. It meant that she was doing better. It meant that what he did worked. The Doctor looked up into the sky right before entering the house. He frowned even more upon hearing that he was actually hanging out with Amy's second cousin, and cousin. His eyes grew sad. He didn't even think that Amy's aunt had a husband. It does explain a lot in why Myra looks so much like her. He found himself absent mindedly staring at a picture of Myra and her family. When she noticed she explained to him who they were, and who had died. "I'm very sorry that's happened," He mumbled softly, giving her a tight hug.




The Doctor stumbled forward when Myra attacked him from the back. He started laughing as she kissed his cheek, his face heating up a bit. When she got off and started running he smiled impossibly wider. Until he felt the absence of something in his pocket. Tapping around on his chest he gave Myra a playful glare. "You stole my screwdriver!" He yelled, sprinting after her. He never really managed to catch her.

When they got back, and he heard Myra mention the pool he grinned. It'd been a while sense he went swimming, it would be rather fun. He soon followed Myra into the TARDIS, grinning as she made warping noises in a greeting to him. Myra had a good 5 minute head start, but he knew she would get lost. "How's the water looking today?" He asked the TARDIS, trotting up the landing and into the dressing room. The TARDIS made more noises, which made The Doctor grin. Changing into some swimming trunks he easily found his way to the pool. He got there right as Myra entered.

"It's my TARDIS, what do you expect? I know how to get everywhere in here," The Doctor replied when Myra questioned his navigation skills. He winced away from the water that splashed at him when Myra jumped in, and when she invited him in, he simply jumped into the shallow end, only getting up to his navel wet at first. "You know... The warmth of the water reminds me when me and Amy fell into the mouth of a giant space whale that had a space station on it's back. It was a very interesting experience," The Doctor said with a sly grin as he waded slowly into the water.

Once up to his shoulders he dipped back and under the water, getting his hair wet. Going back up to the surface he slicked his shook his head like a dog before slicking his wild hair back. The water really did feel great. It wasn't too warm, and it wasn't too cold. He sighed and watched Myra float and swim around, smiling. He enjoyed knowing she was having fun.

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Myra turned herself upright swimming over to the Doctor, her red hair now wet looked more like a light brown than its normal fiery color that people often said reminded them of an open flame, her blue eyes glittered from the light reflecting off of the water. "My mothers cousin sounds like she was quite adventurous." Myra commented with a small smile, she splashed the Doctor after she finished speaking diving under the water before he could get back at her, popping up at the other end of the pool.

Myra pulled herself out of the pool when the Doctor got close enough to her she ran around the edge slipping back in at the other end giving him an innocent smile. "A space whale. That sounds exciting." she spoke again as if she wasn't doing anything at all and they were just having a normal conversation. Eventually Myra let him catch her, or at least made it seem that way she wasn't quite sure which it was, her letting him catch her, or him just catching her, she didn't think to much about it.

"Aliens and Space whales, you must never get bored." Myra returned to floating on her back for a few more minutes taking in a breath. When they finally got out of the pool Myra grabbed her towel quickly instantly starting to shiver from the difference in temperature, the water had been warm, the air was fairly cold. She wrapped her towel tightly around herself looking at the Doctor who didn't seem to be cold at all. "Aren't you cold? I'm freezing." Myra commented, her wet hair probably wasn't helping the fact she was cold as it was soaking her towel making it even worse. She supposed when you had two hearts your body temperature would be higher than normal and you would be less prone to the cold, she assumed that's why the Doctor wasn't cold.





It wasn't long before the snow came covering the ground with a thin white blanket, Christmas came quickly as well. Myra found herself sitting on the couch by the Doctor in front of the warm fire place listening to her family members talk in the kitchen, watching her younger cousins playing with Jamie in front of the fire. Myra gently leaned her head on the Doctors shoulder. "Sarah, what are you up to?" Myra looked at the little red haired girl who just giggled holding something behind her back she ran around the couch disappearing going over and whispering something to Myra's mother who just smiled and nodded. Myra shook her head resting it back on the Doctor's shoulder.

Myra opened her eyes hearing one of her other cousins, one of the older girls gasp with excitement. "There's mistletoe toe over Myra and the Doctor." She exclaimed coming closer to them. "You have to kiss its tradition!" That's what Sarah and her mother had been giggling about. Myra felt her face heat up, which caused all of her female cousins to laugh harder like a bunch of boy crazed school girls, Myra let her hair fall covering her face to hide her blushing, she hated her family sometimes.

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The Doctor smiled to Myra, but when she talked about Amy his face went a little blank. "She was the most adventurous person I've ever met," His voice was slightly distant. When Myra splashed him in the face, he winced away, not paying attention. She ran, laughing, and The Doctor chased her. After multiple failed attempts he finally managed to catch her, picking her up and jumping into the pool with a playful roar. After playing around for a bit longer both of them got out. Myra was shivering like a leaf. The Doctor went over to her, and wrapped an extra towel around her. When she asked why he wasn't cold, he simply answered, "I've got two hearts... Twice the blood means twice the warmth," He explained.





The Doctor quietly read a book, his legs crossed as he softly mouthed the words. Ever sense the Angels and Amy, The Doctor quickly learned to stop reading allowed, and almost all together. He figured that it was time to finally start again, so he picked one of Myras books and was reading it. It was an interesting adventure. He hardly even noticed Myra against his shoulder, but every time she moved away he found himself missing the warmth of her cheek against his shoulder. When he heard exclaimed words he looked up, a lost look across his face. When he looked up and saw the mistletoe his cheeks exploded in red. Upon hearing someone yell it was tradition to kiss The Doctor jumped up from the couch.

"It's your tradition, not mine!" He defended, his face still hot as he glanced to Myra. He hurridly pulled his screwdriver out of his pocket, and pointed it at the twig that was above them. Within seconds the mistletoe was in flames, and quickly became ashes in the air. "What mistletoe?" He joked with a playful smile, looking to Myra. His face was still red. He held her gaze for a moment or two before uncomfortably looking away, his neck turning the same hue as his face now. He adjusted his bowtie, shifting from one foot to the other as if uncomfortable.

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Myra smiled softly at the Doctor's reaction to the mistletoe, she stood up gently kissing his cheek before moving into the kitchen to get water in an attempt to get rid of the redness from her own cheeks. Julia walked over to the Doctor seeing how uncomfortable he now seemed to be. "You know Doctor, its okay to love her." Julia said looking at Myra pacing in the kitchen. "I notice the way you two look at each other. Friends don't look at each other that way." With that Julia moved back into the kitchen placing a gentle hand on Myra's shoulder as she walked past.

Myra caught the Doctors gaze, she smiled softly at him walking over to stand in front of him, she just stared into his eyes for a few minutes, she let her eyes drift to his lips for a split second biting her bottom lip she sat back down on the couch continuing to watch the children play. Jamie wandered over to Myra placing his hands on her knees demanding to be picked up, she scooped him up setting him in her lap, she noticed the seemingly triumphant glare Jamie gave the Doctor and giggled. "Are you two having a feud with each other or something?" Myra asked with a playful smile kissing the top of her brothers head gently ruffling his blonde hair, she looked over to the Doctor with a bright smile, causing Jamie to make an annoyed noise that his sisters attention was no longer on him.

Myra giggled kissing her brothers cheek. "I didn't know you were the jealous type Jamie." she commented laughing again when the small boy buried his head in her arm.

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The Doctor looked to Julia, a slight frown on his face as she talked. He didn't say anything, knowing that no one would ever understand why he was reluctant to form any sort of romantic relationship. He watched as Myra paced in the kitchen. He was reluctant, but that didn't stop his hearts from speeding up every time she touched him, or they held each others gazes for a while. He groaned, clenching and unclenching his fists, getting frustrated with himself. When Myra came back, and they had looked at one another for a while. When Myra bit her lip his brain told him to just jump forward and kiss her.

She was walking away by then, and The Doctor knew better then to do so. He looked at Jamie and suck his tongue out at the child. "Territorial little rug rat," The Doctor joke, a playful smile once again returning to his face. After about an hour more of jibber jabbering with the other guests in the house he started to feel a little claustrophobic. He wanted to check up on the TARDIS. Glancing in back of him he saw Myra was occupied with taking care of the little children. It's not like he was leaving for good, he just wanted to hang out in his actual home.

Sneaking out of the house he hurriedly trotted across the street, his feet crunching in the lightly snow covered grass. Unlocking the TARDIS he slipped in. The light immediately turned on, the center console blinking and beeping as it greeted The Doctor. He smiled, walking up to the landing. Circling around the controls a sad look once again grew on his face. He stared at a picture of him, Amy, and Rory. After a few seconds he ripped his eyes away from the picture with a growl. "You need to stop doing this to yourself!" He scolded himself, hitting the crown of his head with the heal of his balled up hands. He flung himself down onto the TARDIS chair, looking at the floor. He closed his eyes and held his breath for a few seconds before letting it out.

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Myra had been busy with the younger children she hadn't even noticed the Doctor had left until she turned to smile at him and he wasn't there, her smile faded quickly and she stood up starting to look for him. "Mum, where did the Doctor go?" Julia shrugged her shoulder at her daughters question, she looked out the window to see the footprints in the fresh snow. "Looks like he went to the TARDIS Mer." Myra moved out of the house quietly making her way across the street and over to the TARDIS. She gently placed her hand on the door trying to convince herself to push the door open but her hand didn't want to seem to move.

She hesitated, the Doctor had been upset since the happening with the mistletoe and Myra didn't want to make it worse. Her hand just gently laid flat on the door she stared at it for a long time. The TARDIS groaned and the door opened by itself without Myra touching it making her jump back. When the TARDIS groaned again Myra stepped inside her cheeks red from standing in the cold for so long, the door closed with a gentle click behind her, one thing was for sure, the TARDIS was fairly smart.

Myra took a few steps forward spotting the Doctor, she wanted to cheer him up in anyway she could. She stood beside the chair he was sitting in placing her hand on the console. "You know, I've always wanted to see the stars up close." Myra smiled looking over at the Doctor, her suggestion seemed to peek his interest like she had hoped it would.





When the TARDIS stopped Myra went over to the door pushing it open a bright smile appearing on her face, sure enough they were in space floating above the earth. She turned looking at the Doctor. "It's beautiful." Myra looked back out at the sight in front of her carefully leaning against the door frame of the blue box. The TARDIS jolted slightly making Myra fall into the Doctor, she almost glared at the console knowing exactly what she was doing. Myra looked up at the Doctor biting her lip again before going to pull away from him.

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The Doctor hadn't looked up when he heard the door squeak open. The only reason he opened his eyes to look up was because he heard Myra talking. He smiled hearing her wanting to see the stars. They had been in space together, but it was only for a few minutes, and she was asleep for half of those minutes. He stood up, and suddenly hugged Myra. "Then I'm sure you'll love what I'm about to show you," He whispered, feeling grateful. He was lucky to have a friend like Myra. After the quick hug he started to run around the controls of the ship, doing his usual dance with the TARDIS.

Within seconds the TARDIS was flying. The wheezing stopped, but there was no indication of the TARDIS landing. It didn't exactly land, and when Myra opened the door it showed that they were floating above the Earth. The space ship that they had been in months before had drifted off to the middle of no where, left to never rot or rust. "Your cousin thought the same thing," The Doctor said, walking up behind Myra. When the ship jolted and both of them collapsed together he could feel his stomach do summer saults, and his hearts gain speed. When Myra moved The Doctor glared at the TARDIS's controls. "I swear she is getting more and more defective by the day... You never use to do this with the others!" He yelled the ending at the TARDIS as he walked away from the doors.

"I want to show you something," The Doctor said as he went under the clear landing of the control center. He shuffled around a pile of what looked like junk for a second before holding up two harnesses, ropes connected to them. "Ah-ha!" He ran back to Myra in triumph. "How about we do a little space walk?" The Doctor asked, a playful gleam in his eye. Without another word he started to hook the harness around Myras legs and waist, directing her legs, telling her which loops to step through. Making sure her harness was secure and in order he checked the rope connected to it.

Once everything was in order for Myra, The Doctor grinned widely to her. "Geronimo," He said before giving Myra a big shove out of the TARDIS. She stumbled out, but the instant she was outside of the TARDIS she floated weightlessly. The Doctor smiled watching her for a second before he quickly hooked himself up. Normally he would just hold his companion in place and let them float, like he did with Amy, but this time he wanted to be outside with his companion.

With a push off the edge the Doctor was floating with Myra, laughing and smiling as he looked all around. They could only go a few feet out before the ropes keeping them attached to the TARDIS reached their full length. The Doctor looked to Myra with a large smile. They floated together, and to prevent them from hitting one another too hard, he grabbed Myras waist. He looked into her eyes, fighting the urge to glance down at her lips. "M-Myra look," He mumbled, a frown starting to tug his smile away. "I like you... I really do, but... I can't promise you your safety, and I can't promise you that our relationship we have now will end very well... I'm a dangerous man... A dangerous, never aging , man..."

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Myra kept her eyes on the Doctors as he spoke, she gently put a hand on his cheek her face softening. "Oh my Raggedy man. Go ahead, tell me how much of a mess you are, how many flaws you think you have, how many mistakes you’ve made. Watch me love every inch of you in every way, and tell you you’re perfect every single day." Myra leaned in gently bringing her lips to his, it was a gentle chaste kiss the way first kisses were supposed to be.

When they pulled apart Myra kept her eyes closed for a few more moments before letting them flutter open, she smiled at the Doctor gently running her thumb up and down his cheek. "You asked me to trust you. I told you I would, and I believe, I trust that you will take care of me to the best of your abilities." Myra shrugged slightly. "And danger? Whats life without danger?" she laughed slightly gently wrapping her arms around his neck, she looked up slightly at the stars smiling at how they twinkled. It truly was beautiful.





Myra leaned against the TARDIS controls knowing they would land soon not wanting to fall over like she did the last time they landed, when the familiar thump filled her ears Myra let go and walked to the door, she blocked the Doctor from leaving with a bright smile. "So, are you and my baby brother actually having a feud?" Myra asked with a laugh pushing the doors of the TARDIS open stepping out into the cold air. "Because if you are, you and Jamie definitely will not get along." Myra laughed taking the Doctors hand as they headed back towards the house.

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The Doctors hearts fluttered when Myras lips touched his. He kissed back, of course, but it wasn't hungry or rough, it was a very soft kiss. When they pulled apart The Doctor smiled, watching Myra as her eyes opened, slightly delayed. He listened to her talk, a content look on his face. Her words calmed down his worry, and he decided to worry about things when it's their time. They stayed out a little bit longer before even The Doctor started to get cold. Pulling them in he closed the door, and went up to the landing.

Quickly they flew back to Myras home. When she stopped him at the doors, he started to laugh at what she said. "He likes you, claims you're his orange tree... He's cross with me because I keep telling him he needs to calm his little baby self, and understand that you're not an orange tree." The Doctor gave Myra a playful look as they walked into the house. He noted that a few people had left, but the house was still full and loud with guests. Something he also instantly noticed that there was a letter on the ground.

While Myra went to go re-great anyone who noticed their absence, The Doctor bent down and picked up the envelope. Flipping it around he saw that there was no address, no return address, and no stamp. The only thing on it was curly cursive handwriting reading 'Myra'. The Doctors eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, and he continued to investigate the sealed paper pocket. When he heard Myra calling his name, he looked up, quickly stuffing the envelope into his back pocket, seeing as he jacket was back in the TARDIS.

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The party was over, and everyone had left to their homes or hotel rooms. Jamie had been in bed for a few hours now, and after helping Julia and her husband clean up, The Doctor went back to Myra, who was sitting on the couch, watching the large fire in the fireplace. After a few seconds of sitting there he cautiously draped his arm over Myra's shoulders, pulling her close into his side. Resting the side of his head on the top of hers The Doctor sat in silence for a second. He was reminded of the envelop that wasn't his in his back pocket. Pulling it out he showed it to Myra.

"I found this at the front door when we got back... It's for you," The Doctor said quietly. He had a horrible feeling that the letter shouldn't be there. Like it wasn't from this Earth. He waited for Myra to open it up.

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Myra took the letter carefully opening it pulling the piece of paper concealed within out. Her eyes skimmed over the letter:

Myra,
I know you don't me. In your world I died when we were five. In my world we grew up together, I was never sick. I am writing to you because I know you are in the company of the Doctor. This is a plea for help. The Daleks in my world have discovered that they can get to yours because of our connection to one another, they need to be destroyed before they destroy both our worlds, and the Doctor I fear is the only one who can do it. Please come, this letter will give you our exact location.

Abby.


Myra looked at the letter for a few more seconds. "It's from Abby." Myra looked at the Doctor. "She says that in her world, she was never sick, that we grew up together." She took a shaky breath looking back down at the piece of paper. "She says that something called the Daleks have figured out that they can get from her world to ours because of her connection to me. That you are the only one who could stop them. The letter will give us their exact location" Myra handed the paper to the Doctor. She quickly wrote a letter to her mother letting her know that she was off with the Doctor and would be back as soon as it was possible before heading out to the TARDIS.

Myra smiled at the greeting that came from the TARDIS, she was growing quite fond of the blue box, just like she was fond of the man who flew it. She watched the Doctor run around the console laughing at his little quirk. Myra held onto the railing to keep her balance, she didn't know how the Doctor managed to run around flying the thing without falling over.





When they landed Myra stepped out of the TARDIS coming face to face with a girl who looked identical to her the only difference was the green eyes, she took a step back towards the Doctor away from her sister. The two girls stared at each other but Myra was distracted by the girl dressed in a blue dress who was walking around the Doctor. "Hello sexy." The girl smiled at the Doctor before looking over at Abby. "I don't think he recognizes me." The girl quickly grew distracted by the blue box. "Is this me in your world?" She asked curiously going back over to the Doctor running her hand down his arm.

"Doctor, meet the TARDIS." Abby smiled gently at the girl who looked to be about Myra's age. "We just call her Tara, she told us how to get a hold of you, since you don't exist in this world but she does. Strange how that works. Follow me I'll bring you up to speed" Myra watched Tara closely moving between her and the Doctor taking his hand. Tara giggled at Myra's reaction. "Oh, are you two together?" She asked curiously walking on the other side of the Doctor. "Is he your Doctor?" Tara asked teasingly.

Myra shot Tara a glance, she got along with the TARDIS in her world, but she felt she was going to have a problem with this one.

"The Daleks came a few weeks ago, claiming that if we didn't give them what they wanted they would wage war with us. They followed through on that promise." Abby showed them a hologram image of the Dalek ships. "They want to get back to your world, they claim they have unfinished business with you Doctor." Myra looked up at the Doctor from across the table, seeing Tara batting her eyelashes at him Myra moved over to his side of the table putting herself in between the two of them glaring at Tara. "He is my Doctor." Myra whispered angrily at the TARDIS.

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When he heard the name 'Dalek' The Doctor quickly stood up. Anger and irritation were clear on his face as he took the letter and scanned the words on it. Right away he knew he needed to get to where ever this Abby woman is. Hurrying out of the house with Myra, they went into the TARDIS. He was all laugh and smiles, but internally he was a ball of anger. They easily got to the parallel universe, the letter that was sent to Myra gave them a easy pathway. When they landed Myra was out first. He didn't look out as he walked out backwards, closing the door and locking up his blue box. When he turned around he froze, seeing another woman prowling around him.

Upon hearing who it was his eyes lit up in fascination. When he felt Myra's hand slip into his he looked over to her, giving her a smile. They followed Abby, who looked scary identical to Myra, into a room. When they showed the Dalek ship his anger rose again as he glared at the hologram. "They just never die," The Doctor growled under his breath. When hearing Myra whisper something, sounding rather hostile he looked over to see Tara had been giving him a flirty look. He had been completely oblivious to the others around him. He walked in back of Myra, gently resting a hand on her hip as he looked to Tara. He was in no mood, and had no time to deal with a jealous lover and a flirtatious TARDIS. "You," He said, words directed towards Tara, "Shouldn't even be alive... It's practically impossible for a TARDIS soul to be in a human body... Trust me, I've met my TARDIS, she was in a body just like yours... And she...." He trailed off.

Blinking The Doctor huffed. "Anyways, we don't have time for this..." He slipped his hand away from Myra's hip, gave both of them a warning look, and went back up to Abby, who had been watching them with an amused look. "Did they mention how they were going to do it?... Are they taking prisoners? Converting people into Daleks?..." His dangerous anger returned once again, showing in his eyes. For once his face showed his true age, and the true temper inside him.

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"They said that there was some connection between my Myra and yours that they could use." Abby drew in a breath. "They currently have the Prime minister, and my Myra."she replied. "As far as we know they aren't converting people, but they don't look like normal Daleks they are all different colors." She pulled up another image of a Dalek that looked to be the color red. Myra came up beside the Doctor looking at the image, the machine made a shiver move down her spine and she moved slightly closer to the Doctor as if on instinct.

Tara pushed between Myra and the Doctor causing Myra to roll her eyes and cross her arms clearly unamused Tara flashed her an innocent smile before looking at the photo and shaking her head slightly. "They never go away!" She exclaimed with a huff leaning against the Doctor Abby watched Tara an amused smile appearing on her face, she looked over at Myra who clearly wasn't impressed at all with Tara's antics around the Time lord.

"Tara." Myra warned, the TARDIS turned and looked at her sighing like a small child about to have a tantrum. "You can't keep him all to yourself!" she exclaimed, Myra just raised her eyebrows and smiled at the challenge. "Watch me."

Abby laughed slightly at the two of them looking at the Doctor. "Do Myra and your TARDIS act like this with one another?" She asked simply out of curiosity.