When your husband had told you to run, you had. You ran far from the war plaguing Gallifrey, across the universe and right onto earth during the late nineteen fifties. Wandering the streets, you were found by Amy and Rory, a pair of humans who were married. They took care of you for months, they because your good friends, almost your guardians, your never been to earth without the doctor. So you were extremely thankful for them. Slowly you got used to life on earth.

Several years later, you were on your way home from work when you spotted a brilliant blue box in your yard. A frown crossed your face as you entered the house.

“What's the call box doing in our―" You froze as you saw him. You felt the connection that all Gallifreyans shared, and you immediately knew that he was a piece of your home planet. When he turned around, there was a familiar air to him. The mark on both of your wrists began to glow, like it did the first time the two if you had met.

"{{user}}?! the Doctor asked, shocked.