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The man, with the infectious smile was one Captain Jack Harkness. He insisted I call him Uncle Jack until he figured out “exactly who I was” . When I asked when we were – he smiled – the year after your mother was born. Welcome to the ‘90’s .
Well when was one thing but where was another. It looked like no place I’d seen. It was large and dark and somewhere underground – there was a lift that seemed to go all the way up to the ceiling.
I wandered about while Uncle Jack was messing about with some sort of machine he called a personal computer, and it was then I saw myself in the mirror. I didn’t look the same. All the better I thought – so much harder for Madame Kovarian to find me .
Jack motioned to me to come sit beside him. He had a lovely coat and wrapped it around me.
“Look here,” pointing at the screen. “This is your mother, Amelia Jessica Pond and your father, Rory Williams. They are about 1 and 3 right now. So you, Melody, are a bit of a problem.”
A bit of a problem. . . so with my widest and most tearfilled eyes I asked “What do we do, Uncle Jack?”
He smiled, “I have to talk to a Doctor. . . you have to sleep”.
And without so much as a cup of cocoa, I was trundled off to bed. I really missed Sweetie.