A/N So. After almost...a year? I write again. And a random Doctor Who fic. With thanks to WallACEwho,who helped create the time line and characters in this story. Very,very random. If anyone else gets half the fic,you get cyber cookies. :)
Iced tea.
That's all that Reneè went to the TARDIS kitchen for,the pitcher of what the Doctor called "Perverted Perfection" after a long trip to a desert planet,something to cool her mouth while the Doctor decided which planet had the best ice cream,despite her plea just to go to a local place in her home town. What did the alien know about comfort food?
But as the American companion slipped the sugar and lemon into her glass her phone went off. After muttering something about the inconvenience about universal roaming,she picked it up, only to hear her Dad's voice,he only called when something had happened. Or when UNIT wanted information on the Doctor that she rarely gave out,which was what she figured he had called about.
"Hello Dad! How are you? I'm fine,no we haven't been in trouble,well not much." she said,smiling in her tone.
The reply was not what she expected to hear. "Neè,I'm not calling for UNIT,I'm calling as your Father. Your Mother was too upset to call herself."
Her Dad's reply took the glow out of Ren's voice immediately. Between him calling for non-business reasons,his tone,and the fact that he used the words "Father" and "Mother" either meant that she was in trouble,which was an everyday thing now,thanks to the Doctor,so that couldn't be the case,or that something had seriously gone wrong. "Dad,what happened?"
Her strong father's voice cracked as the words slowly came out,"David,David was killed."
Renee quickly ended the call,and stood in the kitchen,blankly staring at the phone in her hand,and the tea in the other.
No. No,not David. Not her brother,not her best friend who always supported her,not the one that convinced her Dad that studies in England would be good,not the only one in her family that understood why she choose to be a History major,the only one she told about the Doctor willingly. Not the brave solider that went off for the good of the US,his home and family,not the honor and glory that her Father had sought.
David couldn't die.
The Doctor came into the kitchen,grinning,"Ren,I think you were right,home for ice cream it is."
Home. Home,that was what she wanted.
"Doctor,I want to go home."
The Doctor stopped,the grin fading as he looked his companion over,she wasn't the same girl that had gone in the kitchen only a few minutes ago. "What happened,Ren?" He asked,putting his arm on her shoulder,like he often did when guiding her away from an attack,or towards one,depending on what the creature was.
Renee buried her head in his arms,"My brother died,killed in battle. Please,I just want to go home for now."
The Doctor,nodded,then left for the control panel,"You know where to go if you want me."
Ren felt his embrace come off,then realized that that was what she would miss the most. Those long nights,when her big brother was the only one who would listen,the one who understood.
And the Doctor had done the same,he understood,he let her ask all the questions she wanted,he even had some of the answers.
She didn't know how she ended up there,but within a few minutes she found herself in the arms of the Doctor.
No,she would never forget David,but without him,she wasn't alone. She had the Doctor,a friend. A second brother.