Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Doctor Who, but it's my brithday soon, so hey who knows.

A/N: This story is dedicated to my best friend. It's a thank you for being the best friend a girl could have.

"Can you tell me my future?"

The plump middle aged woman looked down at the 16 year old girl with piercing eyes. Mia smiled up at her, her ice blue eyes meeting the woman's gaze.

"Of course, take a seat," she smiled, pointing at the seat opposite her. They were at a cafe on the outskirts of London. The woman sat down and held out her hand. Mia gently took it in her own and closed her eyes.

"You have romance in your future," she said quietly

"Let me guess," the woman said skeptically. "He will be tall, dark and handsome."

"Nope. He will be small, blonde and handsome," Mia grinned. "Oh, and you're going to be promoted soon."

The woman thanked her and dropped some money in the small cup that was on the table. Mia sighed. Over the next couple of hours several more people dropped by to get their future told. After her most recent customer had left, Mia sighed and ran a hand through her black hair. Her silver highlights shone through the black mass. She slumped forward on the table, resting her head. Her eyes closed, while her hand wrapped around the money cup protectively.

"I hear that you can tell people their future," a northern voice said from above. Mia looked up and saw a man standing infront of her. He had short dark brown hair, piercing grey eyes and rather large ears.

"Yep, that's me, the future teller," she said tiredly. The strange man sat down.

"Care to tell me mine?" he grinned, holding out his hand. Mia took it and closed her eyes.

'Pain...Suffering...Death...Time Lord...Doctor,' she heard. Images flashed through her mind. With a gasp, Mia dropped his hand. She looked up at him, her eyes wide.

"What are you?" she whispered. "Your mind, it's so different."

The man frowned at her. "You shouldn't be able to notice that." He took out a weird stick thing from his leather jacket. He pushed down a button and it made a noise.

"What is that?" Mia asked, looking around.

"That's interesting," he said, looking at the object in his hand. The man then got up and started to walk away.

"Wait!" Mia yelled after him. She picked up the cup with the money and ran after him. She caught up with him as he turned the street corner.

"Who are you?" she asked him, looking up at him.

"Someone like you," he replied. "Ah, here it is." He walked up to a wooden police box. He got out a key, unlocked it and walked in. Mia stared at the box in confusion. Suddenly, the man poked his head out, making her jump.

"What are you waiting for?" He disappeared again.

Mia cautiously opened the door and entered. Inside was a massive room with a strange consol in the middle.

"What the?" Mia breathed, walking forward. She turned to face the man. "Who are you?"

'My name is the Doctor,' she heard, not realising that he didn't say it out loud.

"Your name is 'the Doctor'?" she asked skeptically. "What kind of name is that?"

The Doctor grinned at her. "I didn't say that," he said.

"But," Mia interrupted, looking completely confused.

"I thought it," he continued.

Mia froze. "Th-thought it," she stuttered, holding the cup to her tightly.

"Yep," the Doctor confirmed, walking forward. "So the question is: how did you hear it?"

"Well I don't know," Mia protested.

"Both scans that I have done have come up with something impossible," the Doctor said, now standing right infront of her. "They are saying that you are something that doesn't exist anymore."

"What did they say I was?" Mia asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.

The Doctor looked at her, completely serious, "They said that you are a Psyke."

"What's a Psyke?" Mia asked.

"A dead race," the Doctor sighed. "One destroyed by war, illness and greed. They are mind readers. It's where humans get their psychics from." He looked at Mia. His eyes studying her face closely. "What do you remember from your childhood?"

Mia was shocked at the sudden question but answered anyway. "Not much, before the age of 4 it is all a blur. Why do you ask?"

"The Psyke were destroyed 12 years ago in Earth time," the Doctor replied. "And not every Psyke was accounted for." He paused for a moment before grinning again. "But anyway, you never said what you thought."

"Thought of what?" Mia asked, confused by the sudden change of topic.

"Of the TARDIS," the Doctor replied. "Stands for Time And Relative Dimension In Space."

"It's, it's, it's bigger on the inside," Mia replied, once again looking around. "Why am I here?"

"You are here because there is a 99.9% chance of you being a Psyke. And that 99.9% chance means that you are my responsibility as decreed by their high council before they were wiped out, unless you are human, of course," the Doctor replied, looking at a screen on the consol.

"So, to sum it up, I'm staying with you," Mia said.

"Yep," was the reply.

"Do I get a choice?" Mia asked.

"Nope." Mia sighed and the Doctor looked up. "So, Miss Mia, do you want to travel through time and space with me and find out your true heritage?"

Mia thought for a moment, she thought about her life, having to go back to telling people their petty future and having to go back to the youth hostel. She grinned. "Count me in." The Doctor grinned back and turned to the consol.

"Got anyone to say goodbye to?" he asked.

"Nah, just some stuff to pick up," Mia replied. "431 Madam street." The TARDIS made a whirring noise and starting rocking violently. Mia let out a shriek and fell to the ground. A couple of minutes later, the shaking stopped. She looked up to see a hand. She grabbed it and the Doctor pulled her up.

"Guess I should have warned you about that," he said sheepishly, rubbing his head. They walked out to see an ordinary looking building infront of them. Mia turned to face the Doctor.

"Wait here," she said before running inside. She ran up to her room and pulled out her bag from under the bed. She looked around the room and saw a pad and a pen.

'I've gone to have a better life. Don't look for me. Just pretend that I never existed. Thanks for nothing. Mia Christine Sanderson.' She threw down the pen and ran out of the house before anyone could stop her. She skidded to a stop infront of the Doctor.

"All ready?" he asked. Mia grinned and nodded. They entered the TARDIS.

"Doctor, you never told what it is that you are," Mia said, putting down her bag and sitting down on the seat. The Doctor sighed and turned to face Mia.

"I'm a Time Lord," he replied. "The last of them. Like the Psyke, they were destroyed by war. I can never see them again." Mia got up and put a hand on his arm.

"I'm guessing that if anyone could know what you're going through, it will be me," she said softly. "But you won't be alone again. I will never leave you, whether I am a Psyke or not." The Doctor smiled down at her gratefully before looking at the consol.

"You wouldnt mind it if I had other companions would you?" he asked suddenly. Mia thought for a moment.

"Nope, it might actually be quite nice," she said. "Besides, if I'm gonna be stuck with you, I might as well have other company." Mia grinned. The TARDIS started rocking violently again.

"So, where are going?" she asked, holding onto the railing around the side.

"Before I saw you, I was tracking down a Nestene Consciousness. There's a store in London that that I can use to find the signal that is being used to control the plastic," the Doctor replied.

"So we're going there?" she asked.

"Yep," he replied. "Oh, and you might want this." He threw a key at her. Mia caught it and looked at it, before turning her gaze upon the Doctor. "It's a key, for the TARDIS."

Mia grinned. "Thank you."

The Doctor gestured to the corridor. "Go put your bag down there, I will find you a room later." Mia nodded and slowly made her way to the corridor. She threw her bag in it and turned around. The TARDIS came to a sudden stop, almost sending Mia to the floor again. The Doctor turned to face her.

"Right, you can come with me on one condition," he said.

"What's the condition?" Mia asked warily.

"You do as I say without question and you stay with me," he replied.

"Ok," Mia agreed. Together, they ran out of the door.

A/N: Hey guys, let me know what you think. The next chapter should be up soon. I'm not too good at beginnings so it will hopefully get better as it goes along. Can't wait for the reviews.

Jenni