A/N: Welcome all to the next in my Gabriel saga :D For new readers, the first stories were The Forever Angel followed by The Traveller. I reccomend reading those before proceeding into this one. As a quick recap (for those who'd rather not read or just need a refresher):
The Forever Angel: The Doctor promises to rescue a street girl from her entrapment. As soon as she's on the Tardis, their minds are taken over by a foreign being. Missy awakes later on to find she's visibly pregnant, and the Doctor determines that time's been sped up. Mere hours later, their son is born, and the Doctor names him Gabriel Eilam, his angel forever. When the Doctor meets those responsible for the mind control, he finds out they're not at all what he expected. Neither was Missy, who's abducted.
The Traveller: With a baby only a few months old, The Doctor had been living a relatively quiet life aboard the Tardis. That is, until a young man claiming to be of Time Lord descent appears on board. Before he leaves, he gives the Doctor a grave warning about his son: "You're going to lose him."
Oh yes, and one more thing: If any of you like rock music, there's a band on Myspace that I found called Ever Changing Weather. I encourage you to search them and give their songs a listen, particularly Weeping Angels. You'll like that one if you like Doctor Who ;D
"So Gabey, where're we off to?" The elder Time Lord asked excitedly, leaning to see around the Tardis controls. His four year old son, barely the height of the edge of the control panel, scampered to the seats and clumsily climbed up.
"Somewhere fun!" Gabriel answered, clipping on the seatbelt with unsteady young hands.
Somewhere fun… a barber shop perhaps?
If only. His sandy brown hair, the colour of his mothers hair, was a messy mop on his head. He didn't let anyone near his hair, not even his father. The Doctor wasn't overly happy about it, but he hoped it was just a phase.
"Somewhere fun," the Doctor echoed aloud, thinking to himself.
"Yeah!" Gabriel cheered in agreement. "Really fun!"
His father grinned. "And colourful, Gabey?"
That was another phase the boy was in; colours. Everything needed colours. Even the little suit he wore had a bright lime green shirt and royal blue tie. Fashion sense didn't matter to the four year old; only colours.
Oh yes, and he had to be like Daddy in every way. He always wore a tiny suit, and the Doctor had managed to put together a toy screwdriver for him, which he used with great enthusiasm.
Except for his hair. No one touched his hair.
The boy beamed. "Really colourful! Super colourful!"
The Doctor laughed. "Super colourful!" He repeated, mimicking his son's enthusiasm. "All buckled up?"
"Yep! Now let's go!" Gabriel bounced in his seat, eager to reach wherever they were off to. The Doctor looked down at the controls; he still hadn't decided on a location. "Let's go, Daddy! Hurry up!" Crossing his arms across his small chest, it was apparent the boy was growing ever impatient.
"Don't whine, Gabriel," the Doctor scolded, and the boy lowered his head.
"Can you please hurry?" Gabriel offered after a moment, giving his father the best puppy dog eyes he could manage.
"All right," his father grinned. It was impossible to discipline the young Time Lord some days. "Here we go!" He exclaimed, throwing down a switch.
Gabriel squealed in anticipation as the Tadis came to life, whisking the two off to a new destination.
When it had stopped, the Doctor excitedly ran over to the door. "You're going to love this, Gabey," he grinned, swinging open the door, but the sights that met his eyes came like a slap to the face.
This was definitely not where he had wanted.