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queenfaithie posted her version of the association Meme over at her LJ and asked to give it another go. These are what she came up with for me:persiflage_1 posted a meme over at her journa where she gives us 5 things she associates with us and we then have to elaborate on them. My 5 were as follows:persiflage_1 this was fun. Title: Snippets of a Life
Summary: The Doctor visits Donna
Spoilers: For Journey’s End
AN: This idea has been in my head for a while. But until now I haven’t been sure if it was any good. Probably means it’s not but the muse is refusing to let it go. It’s unbetaed. Really should get me one of those for this fandom. Any takers? Feedback would be appreciated, even if it’s to say it’s horrid. I should warn you, there’s angst. But I promise it all works out in the end.
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1.
The TARDIS lands and when he goes out the door he finds himself in front of a large picture window. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, yet the hairs on the back of his neck are suddenly on end. Now, in truth he’s never considered himself a peeping Tom, but if he has any chance of figuring out what’s going on he has to peek in. What he discovers almost makes him run back into the TARDIS.
Donna.
She hasn’t spotted him and he moves away slightly to be sure that doesn’t happen. He can see she’s crying. She’s on the phone with someone, though he can’t hear what’s being said. With the way she slams the phone down he can tell the news isn’t good. He almost goes to knock on the door. Almost. But he knows what that would mean. So instead he tries to send her comfort telepathically.
He watches as she moves about the living room gathering her coat and purse. He slips further into the shadows as she walks out the door. Catching only a few words as she mumbles something to herself.
“Men… why do I….. I’m not ……” Then she’s gone around a corner.
He fights with himself. Does he follow, if only to be sure she makes it safely to her destination? Or does he leave now? He opts for another option and uses the sonic screwdriver to let himself into her flat.
It’s a modest flat. Perfectly decorated to say Donna Noble lives here. It’s exactly the way he’d imagine her home being decorated. He can tell, if only by the amount of tissues on her table that she’s been upset for a long while. He walks through the flat and discovers she’s gotten a full time job. Well, at least she’s no longer a temp. That’s good. What he doesn’t like is the fact that they used to be a Torchwood subsidiary. He makes a note to speak with Jack and make sure the company is on the up and up.
He moves to the kitchen and checks her fridge. He’s glad to see there aren’t any pears inside. But. What amazes him is that there aren’t containers of take away. Apparently, since leaving him Donna has learned to cook. Yet another good sign.
He continues through the flat and once he’s satisfied nothing is out of place that shouldn’t be, and there are no monsters in her closet or under her bed, leaves the way he came. Being sure to lock the door on his way out.
2.
The next time he sees her it’s been mere weeks for him. But by her appearance he can tell it’s been longer. Something’s wrong this time. The hairs on the back of his neck are on end once again and that sense he has when one of his companions are in danger is going full speed. Yet there doesn’t seem to be any kind of threat near by. Then she turns and looks out the window. What he sees makes his blood boil. She’s got a fist sized bruise on her cheek and her eyes are once again red with crying. He hears a car stop behind him and he deems it best to hide.
He watches as Sylvia and Wilf go to the door and knock. Sylvia gathers Donna and a huge hug. While Wilf looks about. Wilf says something to Sylvia he doesn’t catch, but soon realizes Wilf has moved to go look about the property. There’s no place for him to hide. But seeing as how it’s Wilf he doesn’t feel he needs to. He turns so that he’ll be facing the older man when he reaches that side of the building.
“Doctor?”
“Hello.”
“What are you doing here? I thought you said….” The Doctor cuts him off.
“The TARDIS. She must have known something was wrong. What’s happened?”
“It’s that boyfriend of hers. Sylvia wants to press charges. I’m not sure Donna’s going to let her. My girl seems intent on blaming herself.”
“Wilf, do what you can for her. I’ll take care of the rest.”
“Do I want to know how?” The old man asks with a humorless chuckle.
“Probably not. Oh and Wilf it’s for the best you don’t mention I was here to Sylvia.”
“Of course not.”
With a nod the Doctor’s gone. He pulls out Martha’s old cell phone and calls Jack. Once he’s explained the situation to him, Jack is more than willing to make the boyfriend’s life hell. He doesn’t ask how Jack already knows the man’s name. All he cares about is that Donna will be taken care of.
3.
He doesn’t even question it when he once again finds himself in front of the all too familiar picture window. It has become something of a ritual he supposes. Every few weeks the TARDIS feels the need to stop by Donna’s to let him see how she’s doing. The first two times have made him feel all the more guilty about what he had to do. He only hopes this time Donna is happier.
He peeks inside and finds the room full of women. Donna at the center going on and on about something. Laughing at certain points of the story. He can tell from the redness in her cheeks she’s been drinking, and from the state of the living room he figures it must be a party of some sort. His suspicions are confirmed when Donna holds up a rather scant piece of lingerie. He blushes slightly, but can’t suppress the grin that has formed.
He watches the party as it winds down. If only because he’s not sure it’s her own bridal shower the girls are holding. He sneaks into his usual hiding spot as the guests pour out. He notices a familiar face in the crowd and stills. It’s Gwen Cooper from Torchwood. What is she doing there? Before he can slink back she’s spotted him and is heading over. Luckily, she has the forethought to wait for Donna to shut the door.
“Doctor, what are you doing here? Jack told us you couldn’t have any contact with her.”
“I can’t, but the TARDIS feels I need to see she’s living a fantastic life. So what was going on in there then?”
“Donna’s getting married next Saturday.”
“Not to that…..”
“No, not to him.” Gwen says with a small chuckle.
“Good. That’s good. Glad she’s happy. She deserves it.”
“You mean to tell me you don’t want details?”
“Weeeelllllll.”
“His name is Lee. They met through her job. He a sweetheart treats her like a queen. She said she had the oddest feeling they’d met before but couldn’t place it. Said she just instantly knew he was the one. Her family is over the moon.”
“And how did you get an invite?” The Doctor asks, slightly suspicious of her appearance this evening.
“Samantha used to work with Donna. She now works for us. Look Doctor, if I thought my coming tonight would have harmed her in any way I wouldn’t have. But she never saw me. We don’t mention Torchwood. We’re very careful. Samantha has no idea. Jack has made sure that we’re all very careful.”
“Tell Jack I said thank you. I’m sure one of the reasons he hired this Samantha was so he could keep an eye on Donna.”
“I will.” She embraces the Doctor in quick hug before waving goodbye leaving him stunned.
Before he goes, he peeks in on Donna once more. She’s moving about cleaning the living room on the phone. She’s laughing at something the other person has said and shaking her head. He feels a warmth come over him he hasn’t felt since she walked back into his life and smiles as he heads back for the TARDIS.
4.
When the TARDIS lands again it’s only been three days. He finds himself across from a church. Donna is pushing a veil from her face and picking up the bottom of her wedding gown. Wilf is waiting patiently besides her. Sylvia is fussing with the back of the dress while three young women pick up the train. He’s never seen her look more beautiful and happy.
He waits until everyone is inside then sneaks into the back of the church and up to where the choir would be. No chance of being seen here. He looks down on the crowd and sees Gwen is there with someone, he can only assume is either her plus one or husband. He notes she has a video camera out. But then he figures Jack, Martha and Sarah Jane would all want to be a part of this momentous day on some level. He considers leaving. After all, Jack would more than likely invite him to watch it. But decides no, he has to be here.
The wedding is beautiful, and goes off perfectly. Donna and Lee do make a perfect couple. He doesn’t think he’s seen a more beautiful bride, and in his time he’s been to quite a few weddings. She smiles up at Lee and he gives her a chaste kiss before the crowd breaks out into applause. He doesn’t miss the fact that Wilf nods to him as he exits. Sylvia is thankfully unaware of his presence.
When he gets back to the TARDIS he feels lighter than he has in weeks. He runs his hand over the console as way of thanks. And then sets off for another misadventure.
5.
It’s been six months for him since her wedding to Lee, From Jack he’s heard about the honeymoon. And he knows they’re happy still as the day they met. She’s gotten a new position at the company. Lee has moved on to another. And when he finds himself in front of the same picture window he surmises they’ve moved into her flat. Taking his usual spot he peers inside once more.
There are stuffed animals everywhere and a basinet in the corner of the living room. Donna is sitting on the couch holding a small infant. He guesses it’s a girl because she’s got a pink blanket around her. Lee comes in with a bottle and hands it to Donna then kisses her and the baby.
He’s about to leave when he feels a hand on his shoulder. He turns to see Wilf standing besides him. He takes the offered cigar from the old man and smiles. Not that he’ll smoke it, but this is one of those human traditions he finds so endearing.
“Beautiful isn’t she?”
“Yes. And I don’t think I’ve seen Donna happier. Always said she’d make a good mum. How old is she?”
“Just brought her home this morning. Sylvia is fussing about like there’s no tomorrow. And I must confess I’ve fussed a bit myself.”
“As you should.”
“Aren’t you going to ask what they named her?”
“Of course.”
“Martha Rose.”
The Doctor stills. He looks to Wilf with what he’s sure is a terrified expression on his face. But Wilf just smiles at him and somehow he calms. Wilf wait’s a minute before continuing allowing the Doctor to breath.
“It’s all right. Donna doesn’t really know why she liked the name. Just said it sounded like a strong name. Said it seemed to fit, just like she and Lee.”
“She’s right it’s brilliant. Wilf do me a favor. Give this to the baby when you’re alone will you. Donna can see it. It’s all right. Won’t hurt her. It’ll keep the baby safe…… should any aliens invade or anything.” He added with a wink producing the ring he’d given Donna all those years ago on a chain.
Wilf nodded and took the offered chain before heading back into the flat.
The Doctor watched the scene for a bit longer then headed for the TARDIS once again. Maybe now the old girl would let him get back to saving the universe. Although he had to admit he hoped every once in a while she’d let him peek in on his best mate.
-End-
I had to put the cat down last saturday. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done. But I know I did the right thing. She's in a better place now.
The apartment seems so empty now though. But I still say it's too soon to get another cat just yet. Maybe in a year maybe sooner. But not just now.
Anyway, just wanted to thank everyone for their support. It means a lot.
I'd say more, but the lump's starting and I have to try and make through a boring day at work.
I took her to the vet this morning. She's lost a considerable amount of weight, so the vet doesn't think it's because of Shen dying. He took some blood work and gave her some fluids intravenously. He also said give her the canned food if she's eating that because at least it's giving her something.
I feel horrible. How could I have not known? I know the facts. I mean I know in the last 6 months, well until Shen passed away, she wasn't acting any differently. He tried to tell me it's more difficult to tell with cats then dogs. But I just..... feel..... like the worst cat mommy in the entire world if not universe.
My friends keep telling me not to beat myself up. But shouldn't I have known something was wrong?
So now we wait for the tests to come back.
God I hate waiting.
Title: Old Friends
Prompt: Ice/Tegan
He wasn’t really looking for trouble if he was honest with himself. He’d had enough of that recently to last him a long while. If he was honest with himself, he really would have liked to go to a pleasure planet and get a little R&R But apparently the TARDIS had other ideas.
He opened the door and found himself in a field of cattle. Oh this was going so well., He turned to go back inside when he heard someone call his name. He gulped and slowly turned around. Praying he’d heard wrong.
“Hello Tegan.” He smiled. Images of his meeting Sarah Jane again going through his mind.
“Who are you? And what are you doing here? Where’s the Doctor? Where’s Turlough?”
“How long have you been home?” He asked cautiously.
“I asked you a question. I expect an answer.” He couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his face. Same old Tegan.
“I’m John. John Smith. The Doctor’s inside. Trying to fix the chameleon circuit. Turlough is trying to help him.”
He noticed Tegan assessing him. He got the distinct impression she didn’t believe him. No, based on the glare she was giving him, she didn’t believe a word coming out of his mouth. When she approached him he instinctively took a step back. The last thing he needed was getting slapped by someone other than a companion’s mother.
“Nice try. If you’re some alien who’s stolen the TARDIS and harmed the Doctor, you will be sorry. That I can assure you.” She said as she strode towards the TARDIS. The ship of course allowed her to go inside.
She immediately came back out, a look of shock on her face. She turned and glared at him.
“I’ll ask again. Where Is The Doctor?” She asked suddenly pulling a gun on him out of nowhere, or so it seemed to the Doctor.
“Tegan, how long have you been home?” He asked. His eyes pleading with her to answer his question.
She fired a warning shot, just missing his feet. Right. Best to just let her know the truth. All he had to do was hope she’d believe him.
“Tegan this really would be easier if you would just answer my question.”
That made her pause, finger lingering over the trigger. She stepped closer to him and stared into his eyes. He swallowed hard. He was hit with memories of them in the TARDIS fighting about his not getting her to Heathrow, and then of the two of them laughing on some planet. It warmed him to his core. He’d never thought he’d be this close to her again.
“Who are you?” She asked a bit scared to find out the answer.
“Oh come on Teegs, a brilliant girl like you should already know the answer to that one.”
“Teegs?” She asked raising the gun at him again.
“Put that thing down.” He demanded swatting the thing away. “And would you please answer my question.”
“Fine. It’s been five and a half months. Now answer mine.”
“I’m the Doctor. Tenth regeneration. Just met your Doctor as a matter of fact. Didn’t he mention it?”
“Shouldn’t you know the answer to that?”
This was getting him no where fast. He had no idea why the TARDIS had brought him here. Did she honestly think sparring with Tegan was going to make him feel better? He felt the TARDIS nudge him with a “yes”, and chose to ignore it. He also ignored the fact that it was actually helping.
“Right. Of course. Just testing you.”
“So what are you doing here?”
“Don’t ask me. Ask her.” He said indicating the TARDIS.
“Doctor.”
“Honestly, Tegan I have no idea. Any alien activity? Any strange occurrences? Cows disappearing? Anything at all?”
“No, thankfully. Now I’d really appreciate it if you’d leave.”
“Aren’t you going to invite me for tea? We could even have iced tea if you’d prefer given the heat.”
“No. Now would you please just go.”
“Tegan, please. I hated the way you left. Couldn’t we just sit and talk for a while?”
Tegan noted that the expression he gave her was that of a lost puppy. Damn him. He could still get to her despite the fact that he’d regenerated again. She wondered what the rickety old ship was up to. She’d tried moving on, and was finding it incredibly difficult to do so. She found herself wondering if it had been hard for him.
“Answer me this, then we’ll see.”
“Anything Tegan, all you have to do is ask.”
“Did you even miss me? Did you even think about me once I’d been gone?” God she hated how desperate that sounded.
“All the time. Still do.” He answered honestly. Oh he missed them all. Even Peri, if only just a little. But then there were some of them he missed more than others. Like Tegan. He would find himself thinking of her anytime Donna fought with him over the littlest thing. That was yet another reason he loved traveling with Donna, she reminded him of Tegan.
She wasn’t sure why she was doing this. Wasn’t sure why she was so willing to open her heart to him again. But there was just something about him, this regeneration, that reminded her of her Doctor. Maybe it was the smile. Or the way he seemed to not be put off by her manner.
“Come on Doctor. You can buy me a drink.” She said heading for the pick up he just noticed a few feet away.
*******
They arrived at the pub and Tegan ordered a whiskey on the rocks. They sat in companionable silence for a bit before neither one of them could take it anymore. They both ended up saying each others names at the same time.
“Ladies first.”
“So if it’s not aliens why did you come see me?”
“The TARDIS. I think she thought I needed some cheering up.”
“And do you?”
“Probably.”
“Ever the cryptic one aren’t you?”
“Tegan.”
“How can I help you if I don’t know why you need ‘cheering up’ as you put it?”
The Doctor was silent for a moment. Then he threw a few bills down on the table, surprising Tegan, as she could never remember him carrying money in the past. He stood and she followed him out of the pub. Once they reached Tegan’s car he asked her to take them back to the farm.
“All right.”
Once they were settled comfortably in the sitting room the Doctor poured it all out to her. He told her about the Time War and how he’d destroyed Gallifrey. To his surprise she didn’t recoil in shock and horror. Instead she took his hand in hers and held it. He then told her the rest of it. Of how he’d lost Rose, of how awful he’d been to Martha. Of the final battle with the Master. Tegan tried to hide the smile on her face at the Master being truly gone, but failed miserably.
“I’m sorry Doctor. But after everything he’s done to me, not to mention Nyssa, I can’t help but be glad he’s gone. Now go on, there’s more, I can see it in your eyes.”
He then told her of Donna and the meta crisis. Of leaving Rose in Pete’s world with the Human version of himself. Of how much it hurt when Rose had kissed him. This caused Tegan to pause the tale once again.
“What did you expect. You wouldn’t tell her how you really felt. And don’t give me the whole ‘I couldn’t so she’d stay with him’ bull. You and I both know that’s not the reason. You didn’t tell her because that’s not what you do. If you did, who knows I might have stayed.” She finished quietly.
“Tegan? You too?”
“Well what do you expect. You take us to all these wonderful places. Show us the stars. And yes it’s scary. And yes there’s dying, but it’s fun. Or at least it used to be.”
“I’m sorry Tegan. I’m so sorry.”
“I know you are. I know he was too. Honestly Doctor. Look I may have left because I couldn’t handle it and it stopped being fun, but don’t think I regret a single moment of it. I had some of the best times of my life with you. Even if you did lose me my job.”
The Doctor laughed at that. A real laugh. Soon Tegan found herself laughing along with him. She had to admit that she rather liked that about this regeneration. But all too soon the moment passed; and that look was back in his eyes. The one Tegan wished she could somehow take away.
When he started speaking again he told her of Donna and how he’d had to wipe her memories. Of how much it hurt him to do it. Of how he wished there’d been another way.
“I loved traveling with her. We had a lot of great times. She was truly my best mate.”
“I’m sorry Doctor. No wonder the TARDIS thought you needed a friend. I just wonder why she chose me.”
“Oh she always liked you Tegan. She doesn’t let just anyone fly her you know.”
“And I did such a wonderful job of it too. Landed her on her side.”
“Point is you got me out of there.”
“Nyssa and Adric helped.”
“I know, but you were the one who…….”
“I was the one who what Doctor?”
“Nyssa was worried sick. Adric had no idea how to deal with the fact I’d regenerated. But you seemed to take it in stride.”
“I was just better at covering it up.”
“Tegan, don’t do that. You were brilliant. I never did tell you that when we were traveling did I?”
“Not really. No. And besides, if I’d been brilliant the Mara wouldn’t have been able to take me over, twice.” She said with a shudder.
“Tegan Jovanka I will not have you doing that. You were brilliant. You beat the Mara. It was all my doing you know.”
“Can we talk about something else?”
“One more question. Are you still having nightmares about them?”
“No. It’s just…. Well…. I’d just rather not start.”
“All right then. So, you’re cattle farming now, and carrying a gun?” He said the last in mock horror.
“Mum and Dad left me the farm. They moved to England. So after I left I figured I might as well come back here. No point in going back to being an airline stewardess. At least out in the fields I can look up at the sky and try to figure out which stars I’ve been to.”
“Any…..” He let the question go unfinished. After Sarah Jane he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer.
“Not yet. The men just don’t seem to stand up to the standard I’ve set. Which, thanks to you is a very high one.”
“Oh, Tegan….” She put her hand up to stop him from completing that thought as well.
“Don’t apologize Doctor. It’s only been five and a half months for me, remember. I’m sure somewhere down the line I’ll meet someone and start a family. Just not in much of a hurry to do so.” She finished with a yawn.
“It’s getting late. I should probably head back to the TARDIS.”
“Can’t you stay? You did say you wanted some R&R we could go horseback riding in the morning after breakfast. If you wanted to that is.”
“I’d love it.” He said with a grin that lit up his whole face and had Tegan telling herself to mentally shut up.
“Come on then, I’ll show you to the guest room. Unless you’d rather stay in the TARDIS.”
“No. That would be great.”
Once the Doctor had gotten settled Tegan went to her own room. She replayed the day’s events in her head a million times before falling asleep with smile on her face. The Doctor had come back for her. Even if it was a future regeneration. He’d still come back.
The Doctor lay on the bed listening to Tegan in the next room. At first he’d thought this was a horrible idea. He hadn’t been sure the TARDIS had been right to bring him here. But tonight had been good for him. He felt lighter than he had in weeks. He heard the movement stop and assumed Tegan had gone to bed. He waited half an hour then slipped out of the room and back downstairs. He grabbed his coat off the hook and quietly left.
*******
Tegan woke the next morning to find the Doctor not in his room. She went downstairs and found the house empty. She tried to hide the sadness she felt. Tried to turn it into anger. By the time the door opened and he walked in she was fuming.
“Tegan, what’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong? Gee I wonder Doctor.”
“I should have left a note. I’m sorry.” He looked like a scolded little boy and Tegan found her anger dissipating.
“It would have been nice. What do you want for breakfast?” She asked, some of the anger still showing in her voice.
The Doctor couldn’t help but grin like an idiot. It was just like old times. He’d do something to upset, apologize, think he’d fixed it, only to find he’d been wrong. She noticed his smile and this only made her angrier.
“What are you smiling at?”
“You, you’re very beautiful when you’re angry Tegan.”
“Oh please. Now, breakfast?”
The Doctor smiled even wider. She noticed and just spun on her heel storming towards the kitchen. Once she was out of earshot he let out a laugh. He’d been right yesterday. Same old Tegan.
“I heard that.”
“Good. Nice to know some things don’t change. Have you got any bananas?” He asked walking into the kitchen.
“No. But I have got pears.” It was Tegan’s turn to laugh when she saw the face he made.
“No thanks, I’ll pass.”
“What’s wrong with pears?”
“Can’t stand them. Yuck.” He said taking a big finger full of marmalade right out of the container.
“Get a spoon would you.”
“Sorry.”
They ate breakfast and he asked Tegan more about life on the farm. She said she liked it though it did pale in comparison. After the washing up had been done Tegan led him down to the barn and they picked out horses for their ride.
Tegan took him up to the ridge explaining that this was where she did most of her star gazing and she offered to bring him later that night so he could show her where they’d been. When he didn’t respond she glanced over at him. He seemed a million miles away.
“Doctor?”
“Hmm.”
“You all right?”
“Fine. I’m fine.”
“No, you’re not. Talk to me. I’m supposed to be helping remember.”
“I know. I tried leaving this morning. TARDIS wouldn’t let me. Said I needed more time. Whatever that means.” He still wasn’t sure why he had. Last night had been nice. Maybe it had been too nice. Too domestic.
“Hells Teeth Doctor. You were going to leave without saying goodbye?”
“I don’t do goodbyes Tegan you know that.”
“Well maybe you should start.” She replied turning her horse around and heading at a fast pace back to the farm.
The Doctor watched her go. This was why he never went back. They always ended up hurting more when he went back. His thoughts turned to Sarah Jane once again. He found himself remembering their goodbye, the second one. She needed it he knew. And even though it had pained him to do it he’d given it to her. He then thought of the last one. He could hear her in his head telling her to let his friends, no his family, help him. Maybe she was right. Maybe he should let the people who loved him help him. His thoughts then drifted back to last night and how much fun he’d had. Even with pouring his hearts out to her. It had been fun, well, nice maybe was a better word. With that thought he headed back to the farm himself.
He found Tegan in the kitchen running an ice cube over the back of her neck trying to cool down. He just stood and watched her. From her body language he could tell she was still angry. Oh it was going take more than ‘I’m sorry’ to get him out of this one.
“Came back I see.”
“If that’s all right.”
“Would it matter if I said it weren’t?”
“Of course it would.”
Tegan fought the urge to turn around. She knew the look he was giving her. That scolded look. The look she’d found so hard to ignore this morning. So instead she dropped what was left of the ice cube into the sink and dried her hands with the towel. Taking a moment to try and calm down, she stared out the window.
“I know I got my goodbye in that warehouse. But I didn’t expect you to come back. But then you did. And the fact that you were going to leave without so much as a ‘thank you for your hospitality’ at the very least hurts. Look, I know you’re an alien. I’ve always known. But you’d think traveling with humans as much as you do, you’d at least pick up some of our habits.” She said willing herself not to cry and failing.
He crossed the room and hugged her from behind. She turned into the hug and he just held her for a moment before speaking. He didn’t want to set her off again.
“I don’t know if you’ll understand this. But last night, well…. It was too domestic. Does that make any sense to you?”
“Yes. You’re a commitment phobic male. And you, being male, automatically assumed that when I asked you to stay I meant for more then just a few days. But, don’t forget you’re the one who said they wanted to stay here at the house instead of going back to their own bed on the TARDIS. So don’t blame me for things getting too domestic.”
“Oh Tegan you are brilliant.” He said with a laugh.
“So you’ve said.”
“Are we all right?”
“We’re fine Doctor. I guess.”
He leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips. Tegan was shocked her Doctor never would have done that.
“What the hell was that?”
“Um……….”
“Doctor I asked you a question.”
“I was just saying thank you for being my friend.”
“By kissing me? Did you kiss Donna?” Tegan asked in exasperation.
“No, welllll, there was that one time with Agatha Christie. But that was just cause I’d been poisoned and I needed a shock to get it out of my system. Let me tell you that was quite a shock.”
“Then you can imagine how it was for me.”
“Oi. I’m a good kisser. Just ask Madame Du Pompadour.”
“Do I even want to know?”
“No, probably not.”
It suddenly dawned on Tegan that he still was hugging her despite the fact that she’d stopped crying. Yet another thing her Doctor wouldn’t have done.
“You could let me go now you know.”
“Don’t want to. Making up for all those times I should have done this.”
“Doctor.”
“Tegan.”
“God you are such a child now.”
“Am not.”
“Well, my points been made.”
“No it hasn’t.”
Tegan just started laughing. There was no point arguing this one with him. This was one time she was fairly sure she’d lose the argument. Instead she wiggled out of his embrace and suddenly felt sorry for the loss of contact.
“What’s so funny?”
“You. Now how about some lunch.”
“Sounds good. Then I should probably be off.”
“What about showing me the stars we’ve been to?”
“Well, you could come with me if you wanted.”
Tegan shook her head, realizing her voice had failed her. “I can’t Doctor. I just can’t.”
“I know. Are you sure you’re all right?”
“Of course I am. Don’t be daft. And don’t worry about me once you’ve gone. I think I needed this as much as you did. But do you think you could stay till after dinner? I’d really like to see the stars with you.” Oh if that didn’t sound cheesy as all hell.
“All right. You’ve got a deal.”
The Doctor left sometime after Tegan had gone to bed. She woke the next morning to find a note thanking her for all she’d done.
“So you can be taught.” She said with a smile as she put the note away in her special keepsake box.
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Cardiff 2019
He’d just gotten through a heinous battle with the Zarekians. How was he supposed to know that their General Chaksis was meant to marry the Princess. She was begging him for help. It was a wonder he hadn’t regenerated. Now he found himself back in Cardiff. The TARDIS needed to refuel.
He went over to the visitors center and asked the young man behind the desk to tell Captain Harkness the Doctor was here to see him. The young man immediately led him into the hub.
“Look lady I don’t care where you got that Venusian Pendant from you are not keeping it.”
“Who the hell do you think you are?”
“We’re Torchwood. And if it’s alien it’s ours.”
“How dare you.”
“Lady just let him have the thing. Please I’d like to go home sometime this century.”
“Go to hell you pup. None of you are having this.”
“Fine, then just tell me where you got it from.” Jack said trying to diffuse he situation.
“The Doctor.”
“Why would your Doctor give you an alien artifact?” The young man asked.
“Not my Doctor you idiot. The Doctor.”
“Jack a word of advice if I may, let Miss Jovanka here keep it. You’ll be much happier if you do. We can discuss the other matter later.”
“Doctor. I didn’t hear you come in. And about the other matter……. Would it help to say sorry.”
“No. Hello Tegan.”
Tegan spun around, and ran to him giving him a huge hug. He hugged her back and smiled down at her.
“Young man, get Miss Jovanka here a cup of tea while I go have a talk with your boss in his office. Jack, office. NOW.”
“Yes sir.” Jack said giving the Doctor a salute.
“You and I both know that thing is harmless Jack. Now you will let Tegan keep it or you will deal with me. Do I make myself clear? And how did Torchwood Cardiff discover she had it anyway?”
“Someone stole it from her hotel room. She was trying to get it back when we showed up. Which for her was a good thing. The guy was armed. Once we realized what it was well….”
“You decided to go all Yvonne Hartman on her?”
“Silly me I thought it would work. Turns out she’s tougher than she looks.”
“Jack, I only take the best. You should know that by now.”
“She traveled with you?”
“Fourth and Fifth regenerations. Oh and Jack, she stood up to the Master, more than once and lived to tell the tale. So I’d seriously suggest you go out there and be your most charming when you apologize.”
Jack once again saluted the Doctor and left his office. Within five minutes he had Tegan eating out of the palm of his hand. He offered to take her back to her hotel, but then heard the Doctor clearing his throat.
“What?” She needs a lift back you know.”
“Stop it. Besides she already has one. Tegan, shall we?”
“Certainly.” Tegan said linking her arm with his.
Once they were safely in the TARDIS Tegan began laughing. The Doctor set the controls and soon they were back in her hotel suite.
“Thank you Doctor.”
“Anytime Tegan. Anytime.”
“Well, you best be off. I’m sure someone somewhere needs saving.”
“You’re probably right. One more trip?”
“No. I can’t. Nathan will be here soon. We’ve got dinner plans.”
“Give him my best.”
“Of course. Oh and Doctor, see you ‘round.”
“Definitely.” He said giving her a hug goodbye.
Once he’d gone back into the TARDIS he found himself once again thanking the old girl for what she’d done for him all those years before, well relatively speaking.
{The End}
This is for Jadesfire, who wanted a Jack crying fic. It's unbetaed and off the top of my head. Oh and tissue warning.
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Title: You Are Not Alone
Disclamer: All recognizable characters belong to the BBC
Jack sat staring into space. He heard everyone leave. Not that they were being quiet about it. Chris had been the first to go. Telling Jack to call him if he needed anything. God that boy was so much like Ianto sometimes it hurt. Becca had given him the wide sorrowful eyes. So much like her mother sometimes Jack wasn't sure Gwen hadn't used some artifact on herself. Nate had pulled a typical Owen and scoffed about Jack being an ass for pushing them away. Samantha's reaction had surprised him. She'd shooed them all out of the Hub then placed the one call Jack couldn't. She'd called the Doctor.
"Jack, I'm heading out. I've set up the monitoring program on the laptop. We'll take care of anything that comes up. Oh and Mom said to tell you she and Dad are around if we need them. So you take whatever time you need. I'll take care of Nate too. And Jack, he doesn't mean it you know. Just letting you know he cares is all."
"He is your father's son. Oh and Sam, tell Tosh I said thanks."
"Anytime Jack. You know where to find me." Sam said giving him a sad smile before leaving.
Jack was finally alone. For how long he wasn't sure. The Doctor could show up at any moment. That was if he showed up at all. With this regeneration you could never tell. He wasn't ever very sentimental, but this one seemed to like living in the present. Shaking his head, not really wanting to think about the Doctor at the moment, Jack got up and went to Sam's desk.
He pulled up the UNIT file and read it again. He had the thing memorized but he kept hoping he find something new. Something he missed. He didn't. He wouldn't. She hadn't died because of some alien attack, or some mad scientist. Not that it had been old age either. If it had been he might have been able to handle it. No she'd died because some stupid kid had gotten drunk and was driving too fast.
Jack hit the keyboard hard with his fist. He should have been there. Oh he knew he didn't have the vortex manipulator anymore, and he knew he couldn't have interferred. But she was alone. From what the hospital report said she must have known she was dying. What was the point to being immortal if you couldn't save your friends.
Jack threw Sam's chair accross the room. Damnit. Martha wasn't supposed to die. Not like this. Not alone. Jack shoved everything off Nate and Becca's desks. Then he went into the kitchen and smashed a few coffee cups. He knew he was acting like a child but he didn't care. He was pissed off at the world. And where the Hell was the Doctor. Didn't he care about Martha at all? Well, Jack supposed he hadn't really cared when she'd been travelling with him, why start now?
This brought on another rash of anger. He screamed out at no one. Cursing the Doctor, cursing fate, curing Rose. Which he knew wasn't really honestly fair, but again he didn't care. And then he cursed himself too. He should have called her more. Gone to London to see her more. He knew things had ended badly with Tom. He knew the divorce had been messy. He knew that when she said he didn't need to cause a fuss he should have anyway.
Finally spent, Jack sank to the floor and brought his knees up. He rested his head in his lap and let the tears begin to fall. He couldn't hold them in anymore. Martha was gone. She'd never call him just to say hello. She'd never call him to bitch about how the Doctor had been in London saving the world and hadn't even bothered to stop. She'd never just come to the Hub with a picnic again.
He heard the old girl materialize and didn't care if the Doctor saw him bawling like a baby. Maybe then the bastard might actually give a damn. Maybe then they could share their grief. And if the Doctor didn't want to, well Jack would at least work his anger out on the other man's face.
"Jack."
Jack whipped his head up. it wasn't the current Doctor. Who had Sam called? Oh this was probably bad. No, scratch that this was bad. Jack slowly stood and tried to compose himself. The Doctor was silent eyeing him with concern.
"You've redecorated I see. Can't say I like it. Bit of a mess."
"Doctor. Why are you here?"
"Some girl named Samantha called Martha's old cell phone. You know the one she gave me after..... well you know. Said something had happened to Martha. Came as soon as we hung up. What's wrong? Where is she?"
Jack nodded. He walked over to the computer and pulled up the file. The Doctor just stared.
"You've regenerated. The new you isn't very nostalgic shall we say, well unless it's Rose of course. My guess is Sam knew if he showed up I'd kick his ass. So she dug around till she found a different number."
"Come on."
"Where are we going?" Jack asked not moving from his spot.
"Cheap Tricks. I told her crossing into established events couldn't be done except for cheap tricks. Martha Jones is not dying alone. It's a cheap trick. Isn't it Jack?" The Doctor asked, his voice thick with emotion.
"You're the Time Lord."
"Last of 'em, yep that's me."
Jack just shook his head. Still the same Doctor he was before. Though this willingness to not let Martha die alone made Jack wonder what his first Doctor would say. He decided to keep it to himself.
They arrived just before the punk rounded the corner. Martha was walking across the street carrying a few bags of groceries. He could swear she heard the TARDIS. Could see the look on her face even from the distance. But it was gone in an instant.
Jack was at her side the second the punk drove off. She was already fading and he was fairly sure she thought she was imagining him.
"Jack?"
"Ssh. Lie still help's on the way." He lied giving her a dazzling smile.
"Liar. Where is he?"
"Sweetheart, don't try to talk."
"Jack?" She asked again blinking.
"I'm here Sweetheart. You are not alone. I'm right here"
She was unconscious a second later. Jack hugged her to him and once again let the tears fall. He felt a hand on his shoulder and let the Doctor help him up.
They arrived back at the Hub and the Doctor made his farewell. But not before wiping the number from Sam's memory banks. Jack slowly started to clean up. He got as far as righting Sam's chair before giving up. This could wait.
He went to his office grabbed his coat and headed for Owen and Tosh's. Martha wouldn't want him moping. And Nate was right, he was being an ass. Not that Nate needed to know that. With a salute to the sky Jack left the Hub.
End.
Title: First Impressions
Author: Rach
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Doctor
Summary: Tegan and someone
AN: Came to me today while I was watching Logopolis.
He watched her changing the tire and instinctively knew she’d be special. She’d be important to him once this was all said and done. He watched her and knew she’d be the one he could rely upon . He watched her and knew she’d keep him on his toes. He watched her and knew she was someone he could love.
Title: Reminders
Author: Rach
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who. But could some one send me a type 40 TARDIS?
Prompt: potpourri
AN: I was complaining to Cersia about how the muse wasn’t working tonight. To get my juices flowing she gave me the prompt. Here it goes. Oh and as with 99.9% of my stuff recently this is of course Five/Tegan. Unbetaed.
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Tegan had gone into the card store to buy a birthday card for a friend when she realized she needed a gift to go with it. She looked through the knickknacks and found a few she liked but wasn’t sold on anything. She continued up and down the isles then got to one and stopped. She spun around and searched the store for him.
He had to be somewhere. She half expected to look out in the courtyard and find the TARDIS hiding in the corner. He was no where to be found. Yet she had smelled him. It wasn’t a bad thing. It was like autumn mixed with something else something uniquely him. The thought made her smile. In the most unsettling of times it had always calmed her. She shook her head and went back to the isle she’d been in. That’s when she spotted it. The bag of potpourri. She snatched it up straight away and headed for the counter.
Title: In Days Gone by
Author: Me
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who if I did… well Tegan would have a different fate
Summary: Tegan’s final days
AN: This didn’t exactly turn out how I expected it to. I guess you could say it got away from me. I haven’t heard “The Gathering” yet but I do know Tegan’s dying. This has noting to do with that. I guess you could call it AU. It’s unbetaed but spell checked.
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Nathan loves going to Grandma Tegan’s. How could he not? She lets him stay up later than Mommy and Daddy . Plus she always bakes him chocolate chip cookies. Sometimes, if he’s been very good she’ll even let him watch cartoons. Which Mommy and Daddy never do. Something about them being to violent. Not that he understands this. It’s just a cat getting hit in the face by a mouse. Or a coyote falling down and going boom. What’s the big deal? But then there are the days none of this matters. These are the days he looks forward to the most.
On these very special days Grandma Tegan will take Nathan and Doctor Bear into her special guest room. His older brothers Christopher and Joey never get to go in there. And from what they’ve said they’ve never been allowed to. They of course act as if they don’t care. But then they aren’t as close to Grandma as he is. It’s not what’s in the room that’s exciting. Cause there’s not really anything in there. The room’s just your typical bedroom. But on the top shelf of the closet there’s this old wooden box. Grandma calls it her memory box. And on these special days she lets Nathan go through the box with her.
He loves looking through the box not so much because of the items inside but because of the stories Grandma tells. Stories about a man called the Doctor and his Big Blue Box of Wonder. Okay so the proper name for it is a TARDIS. Which stands for words Nathan can barely pronounce. So instead Grandma calls it the Blue Box. She tells tales of long ago with monsters the likes of which Nathan has never heard of. She tells him of the Princess Nyssa. Well Nathan thinks of her as a Princess. And she tells him tales of love and loss. Telling him that he’ll understand it all some day.
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Years Later
The funeral’s on a rainy Tuesday . Christopher and his boys are there. Melissa isn’t though, which Nathan thinks is really too bad. Grandma Tegan adored her. Couldn’t they have set aside their differences just for today? Joey and Anna are there as well. Anna is as big as house. He’s glad Grams got to know the baby was on the way, and Anna has already said they’re naming her Tegan. Mom and Dad hold onto each other as if they’re lives depended on it. He stands behind them being as strong as he can. These are the times he wishes he had someone in his life. Grams used to tell him he’d find the right woman eventually. He always claimed the right woman was his Princess from the distant planet. She’d laugh and tell him Nyssa would get a kick out of that. When all is said and done and they are back at his Grandmother’s for the reception Nathan goes to the window. He’s not really ready for all this just yet.
“Your Grandmother was a wonderful woman.”
He turns to see a petite woman with graying curls standing behind him. He thinks he knows who it is, but then he doesn’t want to get his hopes up. Next her is a man with graying red hair. The man is obviously not ready to admit his age.
“I’m sorry do I know you?”
“We’re old friends of your Grandmother’s.” The woman says.
“Yes. I was very sorry to hear of her passing.” The man says shaking Nathan’s free hand.
“We just came to….. Turlough look.”
The man turns to cast his eyes to where the woman is looking. Nathan does the same and he almost spills the drink in his hand. There on the lawn is the none other than the Big Blue Box of Wonder. Well, he supposes now he should call it by it’s proper name. There’s the TARDIS. The man who emerges from it is just as his Grandmother described; a vision in beige. And, just as Doctor Bear did all those years ago, he has a celery stick in his lapel.
The man comes in through the patio doors. What amazes Nathan is that no one else seems to notice. The man comes over to them and hugs the woman tight.
“Hello Nyssa.” Nathan once again thinks he’s going to spill his drink. Nathan had hoped it was her. Sure he had, but knowing that it’s actually her is a bit overwhelming. He turns to the man and shakes his hand.
“Turlough.”
“Doctor.” They both say in unison.
Nathan just stands there observing. He can see why his Grandmother was so in love with this man. He’s everything she said he was, commanding in presence and yet he has this unique way of putting you at ease all at the same time. The affection he had for her is written all over his face, as is the grief he feels for her passing. Nyssa turns once again to Nathan and smiles.
“Doctor, this is one of Tegan’s grandsons,”
“Nathan. I’m Nathan. Grandmother used to tell me stories about you all. Come with me please there’s something I know she’d want you all to see.”
He takes them up to the spare room. Luckily the nurses have removed their belongings. That was for Nathan, one of the toughest parts about his Grandmother getting sick, the fact that they didn’t have their special place anymore. He goes to the closet and takes down the box, checking it to be sure everything is as it should be. Then he places it in the center of the three newcomers.
Nyssa is the first to remove an item. She smiles fondly and places it back in the box. Turlough just sifts through the things and smirks. Shaking his head he pushes the box towards the Doctor.
“Leave it to Tegan to save my tie. Of all the things to save.” Bur Nathan can tell he’s not really angry. In fact to Nathan, this seems to shake him more than the service must have.
“I wonder, Nathan are there any items that wouldn’t fit in the box?” The Doctor asks, clearly not finding what he’s looking for.
“Just a dress she said she wore at a party in 1925. Oh and the record of the Charleston. Why do you ask Doctor?”
“There’s a key missing.”
He doesn’t know how to tell the Doctor what’s happened to the key. He paces the room for a bit. Hoping that she was right and he can read minds. When he’s still staring at him expecting an answer Nathan realizes he’s going to have to explain it. But then he remembers something she told him late last week. She knew the time was coming so she’d written the Doctor a letter. Told Nathan she’d put it in the very bottom of the box for safe keeping and that only the Doctor was to open it.
“Empty out the box Doctor. There’s something for you at the bottom.”
The Doctor does so and Nathan watches as the man becomes visibly shaken. Nyssa and Turlough get up to leave but he insists they stay. He also insists that Nathan stay as well. With shaky hands he opens the envelope and begins to read:
My Dearest….. Well if that doesn’t sound just plain stupid. No that won’t do. Cripes this shouldn’t be this hard.
Doc,
Yes there we go. Short and to the point. Just like me. Not a word. You hear me. Yes I am going to argue with you to the end. But if you’re reading this, well then I get the last word.
There are a few things you need to know. A few things that aren’t in my will for obvious reasons. First of all, there’s the matter of the TARDIS key. I know if you’re reading this Nathan has shown you the box. Which means you’ve found all the souvenirs I kept from our travels. That’s fine really. But you leave them with Nathan. They’re his now. Don’t like it tough. Consider it payment for losing me my job all those years ago. God all these meds make me lose my train of thought quickly. Where was I, oh yes the key. It’s with me. Just as it always has been.
I know it’s silly and I know you probably want it back, but it’s all I have of you. Oh sure I’ve got what’s in that box. But…. Stop reading aloud. I know you are and I know that by now Turlough is rolling his eyes. And Nyssa’s balling. The rest of this is for you and you alone.
The Doctor looked up at everyone. Nathan had to admit he was holding it together rather well. He watches the Doctor fold the letter and put it in his coat pocket. Well, at least he wasn’t going to have to fight with the man.
“Doctor are you all right?” Nyssa asks, placing a hand over his.
“Fine. I’m going to head back to the TARDIS. Nathan it was a pleasure. Please convey my condolences to the rest of your family. Nyssa, Turlough it was good to see you both.”
Nathan can’t believe how quickly the Doctor leaves.
Inside the Tardis
I know it’s silly and I know you probably want it back, but it’s all I have of you. Oh sure I’ve got what’s in the box But….
The Doctor skips to the next page. It’s almost as if Tegan were giving him time to get to the TARDIS before continuing. He can’t help but smile at that.
But… you gave that to me. It’s the only thing you ever gave me and I swore I’d never take it off.
That’s not why I’m writing this though. Not really. You had it all figured out if I know you. There’s so much I wanted to tell you. There just wasn’t ever a right time. And now, well, by the time you read this it’ll be too late. Or maybe it won’t be. Though knowing you and your rules……
God this is all over the place. Forgive me for that won’t you. The medications are awful. I wish you were here. Having you just sit with me would make this so much easier to deal with. Nathan tries. He really does. God he’s so much like you. It amazes me sometimes. It really does. And he’s a wonderful cricket player. You’re probably wondering why I’m rambling like this.
I’m stalling all right. Don’t get me wrong my husband was a wonderful man. And he was a wonderful father to my Adriana. But he wasn’t the love of my life. And I know telling you this now is probably one of the stupidest things I could do. Cause if you decided you wanted to you could come find me and change it all. I’m not asking you to. I wouldn’t have Nathan then. And I adore that boy. He knows it too. I think that’s why he’s trying so hard now to fill the void of not having you here. He knows what the TARDIS is capable of and he knows what I’m about to tell you And he’s scared to death. Oh he may tell me all he wants is for me to be happy, but he knows what the cost is. So I am begging you Doctor don’t change anything. Not once I leave you.
Then again, I could have it all wrong and what I’m about to tell you won’t matter a bit to you. And if that’s the case may I suggest you not tell Nathan. Cause Doc, he’d force you through what was left of your regenerations.
Or there’s always my least favorite option, that you’re that skinny idiot I saw running around outside the hospital…. Well you get the idea. And if you are him. Just stop reading now. Cause it won’t matter. But word to the wise Harold Saxon is not to be trusted. And if you are my Doc, forget you read this.
Now, to the important part. The whole point to this letter. I love you. I’d known it for a long time before I left and I was a coward. I didn’t think you knowing would change anything or matter. Looking back now, well I should have told you. And yes that would mean I wouldn’t have Nathan, but then I’d have you and that would be enough. And I don’t know that I wouldn’t have Nathan. I don’t know that I wouldn’t have left anyway.
Thing is I know I ‘m dying and I’m scared and when I first got sick I could hear you telling me ‘Brave Heart Tegan,’ well I can’t anymore. That scares me more than the Daleks or the Cybermen. Hell that scares me more than the Mara. I’m so afraid of dying alone. Nathan can’t be here all the time. He does have a life. Even if he is single. And waiting on Nyssa, but that’s something else for another day.
And no, I don’t want to hear the TARDIS and find you at my bedside when the time comes. But I’m hoping that for you, you’ve gotten this letter while I’m still with you. And I’m hoping that if you do feel the same way you’ll tell me. And then maybe now, in the here and now for me, as I write this, I won’t feel so afraid. Does that make sense?
Ah yes, my least favorite of the meds has kicked in. Doctor I’m so tired. I love you.
Love always,
Tegan
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The Doctor folds the letter and puts it back in his coat. He walks out of the TARDIS and heads back inside. He goes up to the room he’d been in before and finds them all reminiscing about her. He watches them from the door way for a while. Yes, he can see why Nathan is her favorite.
“Doctor I didn’t hear you come in.” Nathan says looking up.
“I didn’t want to interrupt. Nathan may I speak with you a moment?”
“Of course.”
The two men head back to the TARDIS. Nathan is of course awe struck, but thankfully doesn’t mention that the old girl is bigger on the inside. He walks around a bit and then his eyes fall on the coat rack. There hangs his Grandmother’s fur coat.
“So she is with you.”
“Visiting family at the moment.”
“But I thought you were with her when she went and saw Great Grandfather.”
“Her cousin Colin’s in London. I dropped her off. The TARDIS brought me here.”
“I see. And what does the TARDIS have in mind now that she knows how Grams feels?”
“Tegan knew me well. She knew I wouldn’t mess with the timeline. I can’t Nathan everything would have a domino effect.”
“So what are you going to do with the information?”
“I don’t know yet.”
“You don’t know? So you’re going to refuse my Grams the one thing she asked you for. You’re going to let her be scared while she’s alone on her deathbed. And yes Doctor she was alone. I was at the office. It couldn’t be helped. The nurses said she kept calling for you. Not me Doctor, you.”
“What do you want me to say Nathan?”
“Do you love her?”
He’s silent far longer than he means to be. Nathan decks him before he realizes. Ever Tegan’s protector.
“Because you’re grieving I’ll let that slide.”
“I’ll ask you again Doctor. Do You Love Her?”
“That’s between your Grandmother and me.”
“Kind of a moot point now don’t you think. Time Machine or not.”
“Well there’s no denying you’re her grandson.”
“Don’t change the subject Doctor.”
“I wasn’t aware I had.”
“Doctor.”
“Yes. Yes I love her and I don’t know what to do about it.”
“Why?”
“Because she’s right. I want to go to her. I want to hold her hand and keep the fear away. I want to tell her it’s going to be all right. Hell I want to take her into the future find a cure and bring her back. I want her to travel with me again. I just want to hear her scream at me about how I can’t ever seem to get the coordinates right.”
“If she’s with you still…..”
“She’s not happy Nathan. I can see it. And I don’t know how to fix it. I get the sense she’s ready to leave. She just…. Well things just haven’t gotten bad enough yet. But it’s coming.”
“Surely companions have left before. Nyssa did I know.”
“Yes. But your Grandmother’s different. I can’t honestly put my finger on why I just know she is. I’m sorry knowing she’s truly gone seems to have hit me harder than I expected.”
“Do it.”
“What?”
“Go to her. Be with her. Oh she’ll be mad for all of two seconds you and I both know it. And tell her. Tell her then. When she really needs to hear it.”
Before the Doctor can respond Nathan leaves the TARDIS.
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She’s just finished writing the letter. About to fall asleep when she hears it. She thinks to herself that maybe he hasn’t been to see Nathan yet. It’s always possible given his piloting skills. He’s in put the TARDIS in the guest room. She can’t help but smile just a little at that. She always intended it to be his if he ever came for a visit.
She’s fighting the medication as best she can. She knows he’s in the room now. He’s standing right next to her. She shakes off the sleep as best she can.
“Doctor.” She tries to sound strong.
“Hello Tegan.” He says and in that instant she knows he’s read the letter.
“What happened to me having the last word?”
“Nathan.”
“What did he say?”
“Just told me a few things. So I decided to drop in and say hello.”
“You’ve read it.”
“Yes, Tegan I’ve read it.”
“All right Doc, let’s have it.”
“May I sit with you.”
“Sure there’s….. Doc what are you doing?” She asks moving away from him slightly.
“Now you listen to me Tegan Jovanka just this once. I love you. And you are not going to be afraid. Brave Heart Tegan.” He says gathering her to him.
“I’m alone aren’t I?”
“Tegan.”
“Hells Teeth Doc. I’m on my death bed. You’re already changing things.”
“Nathan gets called to the office. The nurses…..” She feels him shaking and then hears the strangled sob and it’s all she can do to keep herself together.
“Oh Doctor. It’s all right really.”
“I’m supposed to be comforting you.”
“You are Doc. Believe me.”
“We could go into the TARDIS. I could go find you a cure.”
“No. What would the High Council say about that?”
“I’m their Lord President.”
“Not if you do that. But I love that you want to.” She says trying to stifle a yawn.
“Rest. I’ll be here.”
“Love you. Always Doc.”
“And I you Tegan.”
In the morning Nathan arrives to find a strange man coming out of his Grandmother’s room. When he claims to be the Doctor and delivers the sad news of her passing, Nathan doesn’t question it. It’s as if everything is as it should be.
The scene was beautiful she couldn't deny it. They stood together in silence for a moment and she found herself wishing he'd hold her. Oh she knew it was a silly romantic hope, but the setting was perfect for it. She walked for a bit and decided she'd like to stay. She only hoped he'd agree. After the past few weeks, what with Nyssa leaving and that nasty business with the Black Guardian and then taking on two new companions she could do with the break. Luckily for her the Doctor agreed.
When the first attack happened he'd laughed it off so she had as well. Traveling with him for as long as she had she'd learned to trust his instincts when it came to himself. But the second attack had been worse and she'd begun to worry. She knew he could sense it. She supposed that was why he was so quick to explain things to her and Turlough.
It wasn't until he'd collapsed that she'd become truly frightened. She didn't want to lose him. Not when there was still so much left unsaid between them, even if it was just on her part alone. It was in that moment her true feelings for him hit her like a ton of bricks, She was in love with the Doctor. Not that it would probably do her any good.
She wanted Turlough to go away. Oh how she wished he'd leave them alone. Let her say her goodbye to the Doctor privately. She was sure this was going to force him to regenerate. He seemed to be getting weaker every second he lay there.
"Brave heart Tegan." She whispered to herself. She also willed him to stay with her. Hoping that somehow her true feelings could be conveyed through her being next to him.
Before she could say anything to him though the First Doctor and Susan appeared. Then everything had happened so fast. Before she knew it he was being named Lord President of Gallifrey and running for dear life in the Tardis. She couldn't help but laugh and smile with him. Moments like this his mood was infectious. But then she supposed love did that to a person.
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