Reliving the Past

Chapter one- Life Sucks

Life sucks.

I had gotten back from saving Edward some time ago, and was tired out of my mind. Facing evil Vampire lords could do that to you. But that wasn't the reason why I was

I knew the Cullen's were very suspicious. They had a right to be. I mean looking back in my behaviour, it was pretty obvious. Whenever I was over at their house and saw them with each of their mates, I looked away. I knew my emotions were showing, even though I hid them. Sadness, heartbreak, betrayal.

My life was pretty exciting if compared to a human's, with vampires, werewolves and others around me all the time. But it wasn't enough. I was selfish, I knew that, but I couldn't help and compare my life now, and my life before.

All I could think about was how I missed the aliens, Daleks, Cyberman, and (Oh, how could I forget) The End of the World. The travels though time and space. And the man I traveled with. The man that captured my heart in many ways than one. The Doctor. Doctor Who? They all asked. It was just simply the doctor. A 900- and something year old alien with 2 hearts who is called a Time Lord and from a planet called Gallifrey. Not to mention he's the last of his kind. His human name was usually John Smith. (Not that anybody believed him.) Oh, if only he felt the same. But of course he couldn't.

He left me, one of his companions in his travels, after a life threatening incident, involving Cybermen & Daleks which left me in a parallel earth and home in Phoenix, Florida, with my mom, newly alive dad and on and off boyfriend Dean, with The Doctor traveling by himself in his traveling machine, the TARDIS. I got to tell him my true feelings when he found a time-rip from here and there, to say goodbye, but I couldn't tell him everything. My true feelings.

But because I had and still had the power of bad wolf, which the Doctor thought he took, which I got when I looked into the heart of the TARDIS and used to bring back my best-friend Jack to life. (Now he can't die. Being Immortal can do that to you.) And it brought my family and I back to earth and we lived, as if the battle of Canary Wharf did happen. Because I remembered. Forever and always will.

My mom asked about what I was going to do at home now that the Doctor was gone. But I didn't know, and yet I still don't.

I moved to Forks with my father for a little while, to have a fresh start, while mom stayed in Phoenix. But of course, the past will always come back to haunt you.

When Edward left, it felt like when the Doctor was saying goodbye, a piece of you gone forever. I loved him and the Cullen's' like family and them leaving was hard. What everybody didn't know was how much I was really hurt. I felt like dying, but kept it together for my family. And now, I was different but still the same somehow.

I was going over to the Hospital where Edward and Carlisle were now. They had called before and told me that Alice had a vision about a friend Carlisle knew for a little while after he was turned into a veggie. They said it was just a pleasure, miscalculated visit and that I would love him. He reminded me of the Doctor.

I jumped into my red truck, (which really annoyed me but don't tell anyone) and drove over to the Hospital, walking up to the door, and went right to the front desk.

"Hi. Bella." Nora, the nurse at the receptionist table greeted me, as I had gotten to know her by all my arrivals at the Hospital. "Here for Dr. Cullen, and his son?"

"Yeah. Do you know which room he's in? They wanted me to meet someone." As she looked at the clipboard, I sighed.

"Room, 108, with patient John Smith. That can't be his real name." I stopped and stared at her. Did-did you say John Smith." I asked in a shaky voice.

"Yeah…" With that I ran to Room 108, and panted as I opened the door to Edward, Carlisle and his face.

Panting I looked at him, in all his glory. It was him.

It was The Doctor.

The Doctor and My Past Re-written!