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This is, ah, not very cohesive, lol. My excuse is that I hadn't written anything in ages!



She can always tell when the Doctor has been somewhere before her. There’s something in the air that’s just different, a kind of confused energy, a certain tilt in pronunciation when people say his name. The Doctor is a legend in countless of planets, stories told in whispers to children before bedtime, of this saviour, this great man that saved them all and didn’t care at all about what happened to him; or that vile creature, the one that ruined everything, that monster that will come and eat them all if they don’t do what their elders say.

Jenny doesn’t try to, but it seems like she makes a habit to pick up the pieces her father leaves behind. There’s widows and orphans and reunited families and children with new puppies, tears and hugs. For some reason, people can always tell. “You know him, don’t you?” they will ask, sometimes hopeful and sometimes with a frown, and she will smile. She doesn’t know him, not really. But she’s heard enough stories about him to last her a lifetime, so she always nods, and goes to help with the rebuilding works, or to give a hand with the writing of the new constitution, or just dance in the festivities, because in a way, she feels like she has to earn her right to be his daughter.

Everything she sees is so new, so marvelous, that sometimes she feels like she can’t possibly take in so much at the same time. But there are waterfalls of ice and oceans of poison and continents covered in grass, so she could never stop looking for more, stop running after villains and running from them and changing the places she visits for the better.

Years and years later, her own name starts coming back to her ears shrouded in myth, and it’s only then that she realizes how little there is to it, compared to the laughter and adventure from the now. When people ask her if she knows the daughter of the man they call the Doctor, she still smiles, and says, “I’m just Jenny,” and that’s good enough for her.