This is a collection of short stories centring on the Doctor's Assistants/Companions leaving him (or him them) no matter what form that leaving may be. From One through to Ten and beyond. Television version only so far (but I should know more about the 8th Doctor's companions soon, as I have the books now, audios for the time being are out.)
For this story, I am classing anyone who journeys in the TARDIS with the Doctor, even just the once, as a Companion, even if he didn't like them (so, yes, I am including people like Adam, and the Master gets in too.) Some stories will be more than one Companion, because more than one left at the same time. Naturally, as it should, they go in order. From Susan all the way down to Donna so far. River (so far :P), Jackson and Christina won't be included. Sorry River, Jackson and Christina fans.
Some stories will be more than one Companion, because more than one left at the same time. Naturally, as it should, they go in order.
Breaking Hearts
Susan
There were a few things one had to fight for in the Universe and, though he may be old and his days for such over, the love of someone to live your life with is one of them.
When he had spotted Susan and David kissing on the cliff top, careful to let them think he hadn't noticed, he realised two things. One, he was sure that more than anything Susan would like to try and make things with her new love work, and two, that no matter what she would stay with him. She was convinced that she was needed for his health, that he'd not be able to look after himself without her.
Well now, Ian and Barbara were still close by and travelling with him, since each stop to Earth he had succeeded in landing in happened to be the wrong period of time. And just because he was old didn't mean he was about to give up now! Oh no, there was still way too much of the universe to see, and much more to learn.
So, once Ian and Barbara had gotten inside, he had double locked the doors so Susan's key wouldn't work. It had felt right at the time. She had fallen in love with the human man almost immediately, and in careful consideration during what had happened to the Earth and the defeat of the Daleks, he had decided that David was worthy of his granddaughter.
Now though, now she was gone.
A few hours to rest themselves from their latest adventure, and the first thing he had done after a fitful nap was go looking to see if Susan was alright. When he entered the girls' room and found only Barbara there, laying on her bed with a blanket about her and a book to keep her occupied, he remembered.
He was getting old and forgetting things a lot more often now. Half the time he still managed to get dear Ian's last name wrong.
Nothing he'd forgotten had hurt as much as this. He escaped to the lounge room, knowing that soon he'd have company in the form of a young Earth woman.
Well, let her come then. It wouldn't mean getting Susan back.
The only way he'd see her again was if he got lucky enough to hit the right time and place again. With his TARDIS's directional unit broken, he had no way of doing that.
He should have left her at home where she wouldn't have been in exile with him. Yet again, she had chosen to travel with him. And for the most part, it had made him a better person. Her too, now he thought about it.
Getting up, he went to the food and drink replicator, mulled over his options for a few seconds, before choosing a glass of brandy. When the drink was done, he picked it up, thought for a few more seconds before he took a sip and laughed gently.
"Oh, my dear girl. Here's to you and that young man of yours. May you live healthy and long lives together and know all the joys of love." He took another sip, before moving into the TARDIS console room. He set in the coordinates which should take him to the right time and place for his other travelling guests, before taking a seat and finishing off his drink.
With any luck, the TARDIS would get it right this time and if so, he may just have to find someone else to travel with.
He found he rather enjoyed the company.