Doctor Who: Returns Pt Two
"You don't understand this this is fantastic this means I'm not the last. I'm not alone anymore."
The Doctor embraced his fallen enemy, but this time the Master was strong enough to hit him away. He glared at him with the same hatred as the day he'd died in his arms. His hands balled into fists as he remembered what he'd just done. He'd just sacrificed himself to save that. He snorted and a small smirk pulled at the edge of his mouth.
"I guess I figured I wouldn't live to regret it."
The Doctor's face was bewildered. That face that usually hid behind a smiling mask and all the confidence in the universe looked as lost as lonely as a child.
"Never mind that, it didn't work did it? I didn't save you, look at you you look terrible."
The Master's fac
Always Her Doctor The Doctor stepped out into the London air, Amy and Rory Pond in his wake.
"Now," he said, straightening his (cool) bow tie. "Just a quick stop for chips and then we're off to Anura."
The trio walked into a small restaurant and stood in line. Well, Rory stood in line. While he was ordering two plates of chips and awkwardly asking for fish fingers and custard, the other two sat at a table by the front window.
"Something is... wrong. And I don't exactly know what it is." The Doctor turned to his extremely red-headed companion. "That is usually very, very, bad."
"Oh calm down, you worry wart!" Amy rolled her eyes. "Besides, Rory's already got the food, so we might as well stick around for a few minutes."
"Don't tell me you want us to leave already," Rory said as he sat down in the booth next to his wife. "The whole store gave me a dirty look becau
The Doctor and You 2
You are cramped, too warm, blind, and it feels like your heart will never slow down. It's been in your throat for as long as you can remember, and you are sure they can hear you.
They are everywhere. And the one alien you need right then is nowhere to be seen.
Another one goes gliding silently by you, and despite the heat, you feel an aching cold pass through your stomach and you curl up even tighter, trying to disappear.
Where could he be? He promised to keep you safe. "I would take a bullet for you." He had said, holding your hand to his chest. "I really would. Both hearts. You're going to be fine. I'm going to get you out of here."
That's what he said before they dragged him away. And you would be worried about him, except the creatures have been whispering, and panicking about an escaped prisoner, and you can still understand them. So he is alive. Free. Conscious. Alright.
So why hasn't he come for you already?
And why haven't they found you yet? It's not like y
Bedmates - (Doctor/River)River finally has the Doctor exactly where she wants him... Sort of...
"Move over, sweetie," River said, bumping him with her hip.
"I can't move over, I'll fall out of the bed," the Doctor protested. "And stop hogging all the covers!" He jerked irritably at the comforter and she rolled closer into him.
She wiggled against him, giggling.
"River, stop it!" he said, fending off her hands and spitting her hair out of his mouth where it brushed his face.
"I'm just reaching for your sonic screwdriver."
"Tha..at's! Not where I keep my sonic screwdriver!" he said with a squeak.
"Yes, it is, sweetie." She patted him on the bum and pulled the sonic screwdriver out from under him.
"How'd that get down there?" he asked.
"You weren't paying attention," she said suggestively.
"Well, if you wouldn't keep distracting me..."
"Sh... Someone's coming." She laid a finger to his lips and they froze, trapped together, wrapped up tight in the quilt, ears straining in fear they would
The Doctor and You 3
Knock knock knock.
" are you in there? Ready to go?" comes the Doctor's voice through your bedroom door. "I've found this great new planet- it has no sun! The warmth comes completely from the planet's core, and the entire planet is self-sustaining-- you've got to come on!"
His words make very little sense at first as you roll over, groaning. Your whole body aches, and your head is pounding. You have been sleeping for eight hours and it feels like you ran a marathon.
"can I come in?" Comes the Doctor's voice around the door as his words filter back into your consciousness.
"Yes." You croak, your voice scratchy and throat hurting.
His head pokes around the door and his vibrant expression immediately falls. He comes over to your bed and sits next to you, smoothing his cool hand across your brow.
"Are you alright?" He asks, brow furrowed in concern.
You shake your head. "I don't feel well." You mumble, enjoying his cooler body temperature as his fingers trace across your f
Clara Theory Part I - Doctor Who"So what should we see next?" The Doctor slides to the other side of the TARDIS, flipping nodules and pressing buttons excitedly, tail coat following swiftly behind him.
Clara looks to him hopefully, twisting the words across her tongue carefully, "C- can we maybe. . . just maybe, go visit my mother."
The Doctor looks up to her questioningly, "Of course we can. Where does she live?"
She blinks a couple of times, and begins to fiddle with her fingers "No- I mean, not like that. . . exactly. She's. . . she kind of-" she swallows hard, "She's dead."
The Doctor looks up from his button pressing, with a glimmer of sentiment, leaving the TARDIS quiet for a short period of time. He then looks down and quickly crushes her high intentions, "No. No. Absolutely not. I've done the deceased parent thing once and it lead to a paradox and big, bad, evil things attacking a cathedra-"
"Please," she interrupts. He instantly looks up, long enough to see her saddened, but hope-filled eyes, shining back at