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Previously On "Time and Space"......

The Doctor carried Emily into her room. Setting her on her black bed, taking her shoes off and tucking her in. He knew he wasn't supposed to do this when he was about to regenerate but, he had to get his only grand-child safe. He would fix up her wounds later. He looked at her, peacefully sleeping, without a care in the world. He sighed. It's time he thought. He walked into the console room and his last words.

"I don't wanna go"

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{TARDIS- Doctor's Regeneration. 3rd PERSON POV}

Golden regeneration energy shoots out of  the Doctors' hands and legs. It goes everywhere and causes parts of the console room to light on fire.

In all of this time, he is only thinking about his Grandaughter and how safe she is. (I don't know Doc, with all this noise, she could wake up any second...) He screams in agony as the features of his whole body change.

The regeneration process finishes and the Doctor tries to look himself over. A smile spreads across his face. "Legs! I've still got legs!" He holds his new legs and he notices new arms. "Arms! Oooo! Hands and lots of fingers!" He moves them in excitement. He reaches to his ears and again, has a smile on his face. "Ears!" The Doctor rubs his face to see if anything weird appeared. "Eyes, two. Noes, I've had worse." He reaches down to his chin and feels it.

"Chin, blimey!" The Doctor lifts his hands to his head and ruffles his new hair. He puts his bangs in front of his eyes to check the color. "I'm a girl!? No , wait a minuet? I'm still not Ginger! And something else, something important is happening and I just can't put my finger on it!" The Doctor thought for a moment a looked at his TARDIS.

"Yup! We're crashing! GERONIMO!!!"

{Emily's POV}

"Ugh, my head."  I groan as I wake up to my bedroom floor. "Hello floor, how are you doing today?" I ask my floor sarcastically. I roll onto my back and look up at the ceiling. There was a crack in it. "Weird. Wonder what my idiot Grandfather did this time?" I said. You could hear the annoyed tone in my voice. I get up from the floor and look at myself in my mirror. I was sweaty and dirty and had all the cuts. There was dried blood all over me and my hair was disgusting. I need a shower. Bad.

I walk out of my door and feel the gravity pull me sideways. I'm falling! "AHHHHHHH" I scream.
SPLASH!!!
I have fallen into the pool... and now I'm soaking wet. At least I can kinda take a shower now.

{Time skip to after Emily's magical shower}

I got my new outfit on! A white tank-top with a red flannel over it, light blue jean shorts, light green gravity (<-----I'll explain in a sec) hightop Converse and my awesome blow dried hair in a high pony tail. (Don't ask me how she did it because IDK) I use my gravity converse to walk regularly to the console room and I see a mess of wires, fire and the walls all around me. "Sexy! What happened?!" I yell at the old girl. I feel a light push of air and see one of the monitors light up with some security footage. I see my Grandfather carry me into my room, walk out and regenerate. I also see the crash landing. "Thanks girl. I owe you one! Maybe a wash?" I ask the TARDIS."Vroooommm!" Is the response I get. I see a grappling hook by the door and I run to it and jump.

I get off the grappling hook and look at my surroundings. It's nighttime and it's England." WHY IS IT ALWAYS ENGLAND!?" I yell. I realize I'm in front of a big house. Lights are on and I see people inside. Then I see my new Grandfather...throwing out a plate of something. "And stay out!" He yells and slams the door.

I walk up to it and knock lightly. No response. "Well, looks like I'm gonna have to break in." I say. I walk around the back to see a window that's open. I lean by it and hear a conversation going on.

"We've got some carrots." A little ginger girl says.

"Carrots? Are you insane? No.Wait. I know what I need!" My Grandfather says as he starts to rummage through the girls refrigerator.  He pulls out a container of Custard and a bag of frozen fish fingers. "Oh no." I murmur. I see them both have their backs turned and I quickly open the window a little bit more and jump through. "A little help please!" I yell. The ginger girl looks at me and screams. My Grandfather runs over to me. "Emily Victoria Smith! You're supposed to be in the TARDIS sleeping so you won't have to use your regeneration energy to heal your wounds!" He yells. "Can we talk about this later? My stomach hurts form being on the window sill that you still haven't helped me from." I say. "Oh yes right!" He pulls me through and I land with a little thud.
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My Grandfather dips his fish fingers into the custard and eats happily. I stare at him with confusion.

"You guys are funny." The ginger girl says. "Am I?" My Grandfather asks. "Aw, I know I am. He just doesn't get my humor." I point to my Grandfather who sticks his tongue out at me. I like this version, he's funny and silly, just the way a Grandfather should be. "Funny's good. What's your name little Ginger?" I ask.

"Amelia Pond" The Ginger replies.

"Oh that's a brilliant name. Amelia Pond, like a name out of a fairy tail." I tell her.

"Are we in Scotland Amelia?" My Grandfather asks. He's always tries to drag the mystery out of everything.

"No. We had to move to England. It's rubbish." Amelia says trying to sound British. "I know. Everything awesome happens in America. But no, everything Alien happens in England, the Alien Conquer location in the whole galaxy." I say. My Grandfather takes a little offense to this a little because most of our companions are from England.

"So where are your mum and dad? Thought you guys would've woken them by now?" I ask Amelia.     "I don't have a mum and dad. Just an aunt." She replies, looking a little crestfallen. "I know the feeling."I say to her. 

" I don't even have an aunt." My Grandfather says, trying to make this situation better. "Your lucky." She replies. "I know." He says with a smirk. "So your aunt, where is she?" I ask. I don't wanna leave this little girl alone by herself. That's not safe. "She's out."                                                                                                  "And she left you all alone?" My Grandfather says. He sound really surprised. "I'm not scared." Amelia says, straightening up a bit, making herself look bigger. "Of course your not. You're not scared of anything. Box falls out of the sky, idiot falls out of box, a teenager climbs through your window, man eats fish fingers and custard,teenager criticizes him, and look at you, just sitting there." I say.

"So you know what I think?" My grandfather asks us.

"What do you think oh great one?" I ask him sarcasticlly.

"That must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall."
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We enter Amelia's bedroom. It's about average sized, blue walls, a twin bed and  toys everywhere. There is the same crack from my bedroom ceiling, it's about 3 or 4 feet long with a 'W' shape to it.

"You've had some cowboys in here. Not actual ones. Although, that can happen." My Grandfather tells Amelia. She clings on to my arm a little bit. I see an apple in her hand, although she has it behind her back. "Everything's gonna be alright." I tell her.

Amelia un-clings my arm and walks over to my Grandfather, taking the apple from behind her back. "I used to hate apples, so my mum put faces on them." Amelia says with a smile. The apple has a little smile cut into the skin. She hands it to my Grandfather and he takes it and puts the smile apple in his pocket. "She sounds like a good person, your mom." I say while again, remembering my mom and how she used to make blueberry pancakes. I smile a bit, ignoring what my Grandfather says.

"This wall is solid and the crack doesn't go all the way through it." He says. "Do you guys feel a draught? " I ask them. I rub my legs to get warm. My Grandfather scans the wall with his sonic. It gets a result and he closes it. "Wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey. You know what that crack is Em?" My Grandfather asks me, trying to question my knowledge. "What?" Amelia asks. She looks at me for an answer. I get up from where I was sitting and go to the wall. "It's a crack but here's a funny thing. If you knock this wall down, the crack would stay there because the crack isn't in the wall." I give the answer. "Correct!" My Grandfather praises me. (PrAiSe HiM...I mean "what")

"Where is it then?" Amelia asks me.

"It's everywhere and everything. It's a split in the skin of the world. Two parts of space and time that should have never touched. They've been pressed together right here in the wall of your bedroom." I put my ear against the wall. "Can you hear anything sometimes?" I ask the little ginger.

"A voice." She replies to my question. Grandfather runs over to Amelia's bedside, grabs a cup and empties it. He puts the drinking side to the wall and the flat part against his ear. I cuff my ear aginst the wall and we look at each other.  A voice calls out. "Prisoner Zero has Escaped."

"Prisoner Zero..." We both say in unison.

"Prisoner Zero has escaped." Amelia finishes for us.

"Prisoner Zero?" My Grandfather asks. "Prisoner Zero has escaped. That's what I heard. What does it mean?" Amelia asks us.

"It means on the other side if this wall, there's a prison and they've lost a prisoner. And you know what that means Emmy?" Grandfather asks me. I shrug  and look at Amelia. My Grandfather looks at both of us and says "You need a better Wall. The only way to close the breach is to open it all the way. The forces will invert and it'll snap itself shut. Or..." . "What?" Amelia says worryingly. I know what he's about to do. I take Amelia's hand and back her away form the wall. "You know when grown ups tell you everything's gonna be fine and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better?" I ask her.

"Yeah."

 "Everything's gonna be fine."

My Grandafather takes my other available hand and clutches it. He aims his sonic and you hear the tech sounds. The crack in the wall opens up and gives us bright light. Amelia closes her eyes and I squint mine. My Grandfather puts his arm over his.

"Prisoner Zero has Escaped. Prisoner Zero has escaped." The voice keeps repeating.

"Hello? Hello?" My Grandfather says into the gaping hole in the wall. (THE DOCTOR IS PHONE GUY! Omg FNAF is slowly taking over my life.)

A giant blue eye looks at us through the crack. I think I know what we're dealing with here. Amelia stands on her tippy toes and whispers in my ear. "What's that?" she asks. I look at her and look back at the wall. A bolt of light lands on my grandfather and he doubles over and then the crack closes. "There you see? Told you it would close. Good as new!" My Grandfather says with a smile across his face. "What's that thing? Was that Prisoner Zero?" Amelia asks us.  "No. I think that was Prisoner Zero's guard." I tell her. "Whatever it was, it sent me a message. Physic paper. Takes lovely little messages." My Grandfather opens his physic paper and reads the message. "Prisoner Zero has Escaped." 

"But why tell us? Unless..." I say as a start to think.

"Unless what?" Amelia asks.

"Unless Prisoner Zero escaped through here." My Grandfather says.

"But he couldn't have! We'd know!" I say baffled.

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{Garden}

"I've got to get back in there! The engines are phasing and she's gonna burn!" My Grandfather says. "But it's just a box. How can a box have engines?" Amelia asks as we run to the TARDIS. "It's not a box. Ot's a wonderful Time Machine that can take you anywhere in Time and Space!" I tell her as my Grandfather checks the outside of the TARDIS. "A real one? You've got a real time machine?" Amelia asks me in disbelief.

"Not for much long if I can't get her stabilized! Five minuet hop into the future should do it!" My Grandfather tells us. "Can I come?" Amelia asks. Man, this girl asks a lot of questions! "Not safe in here, not yet. Give me Five minuets, I'll be right back." He replies. "Can I come?" I ask. "Nope. only a professional." Grandfather replies to me. "Why not?!" I yell/ask him. "Because Emily it's dangerous!" He tells me.  He jumps into the TARDIS and you can hear him scream 'Geronimo'.

The TARDIS materializes and leaves me. "I'll be back real quick!" Amelia tells me as she runs back into the house. In about 3 minuets, she runs back down here in a red coat, wool hat, rain boots and she carries a suit case. She sits down on it and waits. I wait too. I wait until my little ginger falls asleep on my lab. I comb her ginger hair through my fingers and silently wait. I sing my lullaby until I feel my eyes start to drop.
 

" A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain, softly blows over Lullaby bay. It fills the sails of boats that are waiting. Waiting, to sail your worries away. It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain. And your boat waits down by the key. The winds of night, so softly are sighing. Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain. Wave goodbye, to cares of the day and watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain. Sail far away from Lullaby Bay.

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain. Wave goodbye, to cares of the day and watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain. Sail far away from Lullaby Bay."

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YEASS IM DONEEE!  Thanks to Tal's briliant idea of using a trans script, this chapter only took my 3 days to do!!!!! I was gonna upload it yeasturday but I didn't. Btw HAPPY LATE HALLOWEEN!!!!! The next chapter is gonna be awesome. Trust me and Tal.

Til next time, BYEEEEEEEEEEE