I constantly have dreams about when the Daleks and Cybermen were back on Earth. I even have dreams about the Doctor, and the last time I was able to see him in Norway, even if just an image. Almost every night I've woken up. My own screams pierced through the silent night, while tears ran down my pale face. Like always, mum, Mickey, and my parallel father, would run into my room to make sure I was okay. I could tell Mickey was getting tired of hearing about the Doctor, but he also cared in a way.
I just can't seem to run away from my past. I have to admit, I miss him like crazy. Though what if things were different? I could still be with him if that lever never shut off, or if I was stronger, I could have held onto it until that void closed. When my hands slipped, I tried reaching out for him as he did the same. It broke my heart as I heard him scream my name, while the two of us were unable to grab each others hand. But in that split second, someone's arms wrapped around my body, and then all I could see was a wall in a darkened room. I ran over to it, knowing the Doctor had to be on the other side. As he placed the side of his head and hand against the wall, I could feel his energy. I know it may sound strange, but I really did, and I knew he could sense I was there as well. Yet as he began to leave, I felt completely alone, like a part of me, well, more like all of me just went up and left.
My mind runs wild, wondering what he was going to tell me before his time ran up on that cold day by the sea. It's pretty obvious, but it just isn't the same unless he was able to say it. Deep down in my heart, I know there must be a way to see him again, yet my mind knows that isn't possible.
To be honest, I don't want to settle down, but I'm beginning to start all over and live my life with Mickey, even if I'd rather be traveling. I could only imagine what the Doctor must be up to now, and what crazy adventure he's having. Even if I may never see him again, he'll always be apart of me no matter how far we're apart.
Hello everyone! This is Ash, and a couple hours ago I finished the last episode of the second series of Doctor Who. I was literally crying for a while, sad to see that the fourteenth episode would be the last with Rose, as she was my favorite companion so far. But seeing how close the Doctor and Rose got throughout the two series and then seeing it end like that literally tore me apart.
Hope you enjoyed this One-Shot, and it's in first person, which is usually my weak point when it comes to writing, but it just wouldn't sound right if it was in third. I apologize if it sounds corny, but my mind was yelling at me to write this. xD
Idea of Stranger Appearance should be updated tomorrow(8/16), if not Saturday before I leave to hang with my friends, but I've been slacking since I've been concentrated on catching up on DW before school starts.
If you guys think I should write other Doctor Who fics, let me know in the reviews, or if you have any suggestions for anything else, let me know~ c: