I Don't want to go back….
Romanadvoratrelundar lay with her head in her pillow of her room in the Tardis. Why must I leave? What do they expect me to do? While away my days as an archivist or some politician? There is too much to see and experience. Romana lamented in her mind, after travelling with the doctor for so long it had opened her eyes to different ways of thinking and seeing the universe. Sure she was travelling with an agitating man at times but admittedly she had learnt alot. Something I would never tell him, no doubt he would hold it over me. She thought to herself. She sat up on her bed and smoothed out her blonde hair and played back those words that sounded like a death knell to her, "We want you to return to Gallifrey" Why? Is it because I travel with a man who neglected his responsibility as president and travels the galaxies getting into trouble? "No, its never that simple with the Time Lords" She said laying back down with a pillow in her arms, her legs are in the air swaying back and forth like little green trees swaying in the breeze. "There is so much more to explore" She adds staring at the glass chess pieces, And the Doctor is ok with this? Surely I'm not that difficult. There has to be a way that I can stay. She got up again and paced the floor, she made sure her rooms were further away from the tardis control room so she could think. Romana could not imagine being holed up on Gallifrey, she began to understand why the Doctor had left and chose this life. She also understood why many became renegades, "Surely not all of us should be forced to stay" We aren't all the Master. She had read stories of when Gallifrey was once an empire spanning the known galaxies in a smaller universe, they then advanced their time travel and did away with the superstitions of the time. After which Gallifrey started meddling with other races in an effort to help out or exert control, then a few incidents suddenly made Gallifrey isolated and to effect stagnate in their advances. Not that there werent still advancements but without outside influence...I know what I would do if I were President….wait I dont want to go back!
"Romana?" The Doctors deep voice sounded muffled behind the door, she did not answer.
"Can I come in?" He asked politely, Romana nods but does not turn to face him.
"Cant go against Time Lords Romana" he says honestly.
"You did….once" She sat up and reminded him of the times he had gone up against them.
"Yes, and lost" he looked at her with soft brown eyes, he didnt want her to leave either but he felt there was nothing he could do.
"Well then I guess theres no point in fighting then" she holds back her tears and brushes back a long strand of blonde hair and walks back to the console room followed closely by the tall scarf wearing time lord. He doesnt want me to leave either I can tell, so why doesnt he fight this? Cant we just run? No….we cant Romana, the time lords could recall the tardis if they wanted me back that bad. She dreaded seeing Gallifrey again, despite its beauty right now it was tantamount to a prison or cage. I mean we live in dome that insulates us from the outside. The Doctor entering had interrupted her thoughts, she corrected him subtly when he punched in the coordinates, "It will be good to see Leela and Andred and you get to see your twin K-9" He said with that big toothy grin of his. He looked over at romana, I know but we have to. Dont make this harder than it already is. He thought a jolt of the tardis broke both Time Lords out of their reveries and both looked over the console, "What happened?" Romana asked wondering if the Doctor touched something he shouldnt have; he usually did.
The Doctor wasnt sure, when it appeared that the Tardis had landed he opened the veiw screen, it showed a desolate terrain. "I believe thats the death zone on Gallifrey, lets go then" he says grabbing his hat and walking out the door, Romana tries to leave but hears a sharp "Romana!" She walks slowly back and hears another "Romana!" She felt like a sulking time tot as she exited the Tardis to her inevitable imprisonment back on….wait...this isnt Gallifrey. She realised….
To Be Continued.