Title: Ghost
Ship: Romana/Doctor
Time Line: AU after Town of Mercy , going with some people's theory that he goes back to have adventures with The Ponds after New York.
A/N: Hey, guys! Wait, what is this?! Is this a story? A full on fan fiction instead of a one-shot! Yes, indeed it is. Or so it's planned! I've wanted to write something like this for a while and now after watching Town of Mercy I finally got the muse to do so! Yay! Um.. So tell me what you guys think and whether you're interested or not. It's obvious for those who follow me on tumblr to know what Romana I'll be using, so I'm not going to tell you. ;) anyway, enjoy!
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Prologue:
Time: Unknown.
Place: Tardis Control Room
Despair, grief, pain, sadness; he didn't know what words to use to describe this…this heavy weight upon his shoulders. The English language wasn't vast enough for it. Knowing you did everything you could but it wasn't enough. That it would never have been nor will be enough.
Everyone's heard of The Doctor, The Oncoming Storm who stopped the Time War and killed his race and almost succeeded with The Daleks. But no one knows… no one else alive was there. He was alone.
And yes, it was most definitely one of those days, where it sinks in who he is and what he's done. Amy may call it brooding but… he merely missed them.
And that was a something he never thought he would think.
Of course, he hated them… in a way you hate family reunions or other human-y things like that. But it was still home, they're still family even if you disagree with them constantly. (Braxtial comes to mind - and then leaves like all his other ghosts of guilt)
Sometimes he wishes he had died with them. Sometimes he thinks he made the wrong choice.
But then she appears, seemingly out of nowhere even though it wasn't.. He was thinking of Gallifrey and those always brought her back.
She was in her third body, the one who lived and died of war - whom was wrecked in it, who bathed in it in manner he never thought he would see upon her. Even though she was wearing 21st Century Earth Clothes, he will always visualize that body with her battle robes. Her features were strong and that glance screamed of worry. Worried, she always was around him.
The Doctor sighed and stood from his chair, his fingers sliding through his locks of hair. He was leaning into the console, staring straight ahead to the time rotor, ignoring her presence as he always tried to do.
Then, he sees her reflection and shakes his head, closing his eyes tightly.
She moves closer to him, he can't see it but he can sense it, her hand hovering over his shoulder. The Time Lord feels the heat of her body, of her hand, but knows it's a mere illusion. She couldn't be here.
She just couldn't.
He turns around quickly, now face to face with the ghost. He looks into her eyes, her blue/gray eyes filled with worry and sadness… they look so real. So much like they had that night, that last night. And suddenly, he wants to hug her, embrace her and kiss her and just… keep her. Keep her next to him for all eternity. Just him and her. Just the Doctor and Romana.
He's never wanted anything so much.
After a moment of silence, as there always was between them, she leans closer - closer than she'd ever done before - and whispers - no. more like breathes into his ear, "Come find me."
And she disappears. Leaving behind nothing but dust particles.
Before he can even wrap his head around it, The Tardis is in motion. Moving to a seemingly unknown destination.
The Doctor laughs. "Oh, my clever girl." He almost screams in joy, twirling around his console with a bright smile.
I'm not alone anymore, He thinks as he stirs his beloved ship to find her, His brilliant Romana.
