Doctor Who: Fanfiction
Holding On
Short Story
Plot:
The Doctor finds him in deep trouble, when the TARDIS starts behaving badly.
Chapter 1: Alone and The Doctor
"Aha!" The Tenth Doctor screamed. "Just what I needed, an anti-demorphic hyperlink alcgrachome generator. Ooh I haven't seen one of these in months. Welllll a year. Wellllll a couple of years. Welllllll; never. But never say never am-I-right?" The Doctor smirks, and looks left to him. And it shook him. Nobody. Nobody to laugh with. Nobody there to… be there. Sad Doctor, hands in his pockets. Feet stretched out, into his creamy coloured converses. Hair spiked. This was life, in the TARDIS. Same as always. Rose had left, Maratha too. Donna- moving on from that sad night. But this wasn't the time to cry. Or was it. It couldn't be. These were the thoughts the man was having right now. He threw himself on the seat next to the console. Oh how the column was shinning bright blue. Grudge Phase he thought. And there, just then. His comfortable home was shaken to the limits.