So. Hello Whovians.
I am new to this side of FFN so allow me to introduce myself.
Hello I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs.
Oh wait, wrong.
I'm mspolapotter, more on the Harry Potter side. I got into Doctor Who only some months ago and Nine is my Doctor.
So here is my first (of hopefully more) Doctor Who fanfic. I hope you guys like it.
Return to the Library
Museums are not the only way he keeps score.
Sometimes, he likes going back to planets he saved. He'd visit Porridge to see how he's doing. He'll go to see the Judoon and the Silurian to make sure they're okay. He's go back to the Victorian Era to check on Vastra, Jenny and Strax. And of course, he'd go back and forth in time on earth, just to see if things were going just right.
But there was one place he daren't visit.
Until now.
"G-g-g-ood d-d-d-day," stutters the man behind the counter. "I'm s-s-s-s-s-orry, b-b-b-ut, w-w-w-where is the D-D-D-D-Doctor? I'm s-s-s-sure that is h-h-h-is sh-h-ship."
"It's me, Lee," he fondly replies. "Been a while since I came here."
"W-w-w-w-wasn't it just y-y-y-yesterday, s-s-s-sir?" says Lee.
The Doctor's hearts sank. To him, it had been at least a couple hundred years. But then again, as his TARDIS had told him once, "I always take you where you needed to go."
"How is everyone?" the Doctor asks.
"W-w-w-we're all c-c-c-c-coping sir," Lee replies. "I w-w-w-w-was hoping you'd have D-D-D-D-Donna with y-y-y-y-ou."
His hearts sank even further. Donna. Lee had married Donna in the alternate world created by the library's computer, Cal.
But now Donna won't even remember.
He wonders…will she remember?
"Are the courtesy nodes still here?" he finally asks.
"Of c-c-c-c-course," Lee says. "I w-w-w-w-would very much l-l-l-like to help you, D-D-D-D-Doctor, but I have some w-w-w-work to do on my p-p-p-post."
"It's fine, Lee, thank you," he replies.
"Good luck, D-D-D-D-Doctor," Lee says with a nod. He turns around and walks back to the station.
It's been so, so long since he had been here. For heaven's sake, he'd been a different man altogether. He wonders, has it been too long?
His curse was that he survives the Time War and will forever live with what he had done. He didn't know that it was also his curse to have a love that never lasts. His companions had always told him, "Don't be alone, Doctor." But then again, what choice did he have?
He walked around the tower of books, touching the spines of every book ever written, and then he finally finds one of the Courtesy Nodes, white statues with real human faces. Slowly, it turned its head around. Her eyes were gazing far away.
"Hello sweetie," he says. But she doesn't reply.
"I am Courtesy Node zero-one-one slash turquoise," the courtesy node says, still in the voice of River Song. "I hope you are enjoying the Library. Please, how may I help you?"
This was probably the real reason he didn't come back. He didn't want to face her again while he was being so vulnerable. He thought it would hurt too much, and he was right.
She was not his wife anymore.
"Access files on River Song," The Doctor says, his voice cracking a little.
"One record available," the Node replies. "River Song has left the Library. River Song has been saved."
He'd expected as much. At least she was safe here. She wasn't really dead. He was just never going to see the real her again.
The curse of the last Time Lord.
"Right," the Doctor says, wiping his eyes. "Just came to check."
It had been wrong to come here. He turned around and walked away.
"Thank you, Sweetie."