Hi! So, it seemed the majority of people liked my first fanfic, a Harry Potter one, even if I have only had one review so far. So this is gonna be a Dr Who fanfic, although it is only my second fanfic, so apologies if it's terrible!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, story lines or planets in Dr Who.
Chapter 1
BOOM! THWORP, THWORP!
The Doctor stood lonely at his controls, the words of Wilfred Mott still ringing in his ears, even after sixteen adventures, forty three near death experiences, sixty four separate hours of running and three hundred and thirteen painful stints of missing Donna.
The Doctor replayed the conversation he had with Wilf on Donna's doorstep in the pouring rain.
"I'll watch out for you, sir."
"You can't ever tell her!"
"No, no, no... But, every night, Doctor... when it gets dark, and the stars come out, I'll look up... on her behalf. I'll look up at the sky... and think of you."
Oh, how he missed Donna. She was full of laughter and sarcasm and that broad voice. Even now he could hear her calling him spaceman from the seats in the T.A.R.D.I.S. He had to go back. He felt an urge to travel to London just to check if she was okay, to check she wasn't turning into a Cyberman or something like that.
He landed the T.A.R.D.I.S and stepped out. Small side street, grimy walls and a nearly overflowing sewer grille. The Doctor inhaled through his nose.
"Grime, petrol, exhaust fumes and takeaway. Definitely London" he said to himself. He rounded the corner and found himself on Donna's street. His mind filled with sorrow, knowing that Donna would never remember him, never remember the times they had together.
"Doctor! Run!" he heard a voice yell and turned to see Donna hurtling down the street, "Did you not hear me Spaceman?! I said run!"
"Donna?! What?! What?!"
To be continued…