A/N: hey guys, long time no post. Anyways this sorry as you can see is not a bleach story but a doctor who. I wrote a few doctor who ones and have decided to publish them here because I was inspired by two people writing their. Own ;). Anyways this story is based after a small event that will be posted at a later date. However, it isn't really significant for this story as such. To give the little bit of information needed to understand a will certain character and her relationship tell you. Cathie is Jennies daughter and Jennie has passed away. She met the doctor a small while back and that story is for another time. Anyways on with the show. Rates T due to mild language.

For Catherine, a believer and inspirer of me. Thank you x

Lonely. He seemed forever lonely. Only ever feeling content, and home when she was with him. She, that crazy, wild, dangerous yet irresistible, woman with the untameable hair. Yet she was not here. No one was here with him. He was alone.

Sitting on the steps of the TARDIS, he stared at nothing in particular, making patterns on the wall in his minds eye. A unicorn, a Bowie, a fez. A woman with crazy hair. He shook his head and brushed back his floppy hair. He needed to get a grip, he knew he did. It wasn't his fault. she was gone and he had to accept the fact she didn't want him sighed and got up deciding he needed to so something and fast before he went crazy with her stuck in his thoughts.

After a long and hard think about where to go and what to do he decided to visit someone he hasn't seen in a long while...Cathie. After all they had been through he knew she would understand his loneliness. With Clara busy as well he needed to talk to someone and she was the next best thing.

With that in mind he set off. Arriving at Cathie's house he hesitated at the door. "What if she doesn't want to see me?" He thinks to himself as he holds his hand midway between knocking on the door and scratching his head. He bites his lip worried, just as the door opens.

"See what did I tell you?" An all too familiar American accent says. "I told ya I heard the TARDIS and here he is."

"Hello Jack," the Doctor replies his eyes nervously trailing to Cathie who is not far behind.

"Is that it? A hello? No hug or kiss or I missed your lovely and beautiful company too jack?"

"I came to have a word with Cathie," the Doctor replies his eyes showing the pain and hurt he was feeling. Noticing this immediately jack nodded and left.

"Come on," Cathie says her voice quiet and also sounding a little disheartened as if she already knew what he was going to say, in more ways than one she was smarter than people gave her credit for. She was exactly like her mother in that sense although the running gene never took up much. She had his gene of reading instead. And he couldn't have been more happier to have this wonderful granddaughter. But right now, he needed a friend.

Once inside he found himself holding a cup of tea and Jamie dodgers being set out in front of him. Nodding his thanks he stared at them leaving them untouched.

"Is everything ok?" Cathie asks concern filling her eyes and her tone.

"No, not really. If it was really ok, then right now if be saving the world and fighting aliens instead f drinking stupid tea and having stupid biscuits but noooo I'm here instead of out there!" He snaps. Shock fills Cathie's face as she stares at him, he rarely snapped like that and raised his voice. "I'm sorry," he then mutters in a small voice.

And suddenly, just like that he looks small and fragile, if he were to look in the mirror he would imagine himself looking much like she did when she first told him. When he last saw her.

"What's going on?" Cathie asks, gnawing her lip in worry for the man sitting opposite her. There have been few times he has acted like this, all linked with...

"Is river ok?" She asks and that's when the damn breaks. The damn he had been building inside him for so long. Concealing the tears and build up of emotions. It all came crashing out at once, the anxiety, worry, sadness, betrayal, broken. All at once and now the flood begins.

His face becomes a river in itself as he cries. Still crying half anhour later but strong enough to talk he tells her everything if what happened that night.

XXFLASHBACKXX

"Doctor," River said "I need to go."

"Go? But we still have plenty time to get you back to your cell and his is a time machine remember?" He says excitedly. "We have all the time in the world, me and you partners in crime."

"No sweetie," she had said gaining his attention. "I need to leave...for good. We both know you can't keep up this facade any longer. You never wanted another child for fear of losing them, I can see your fears and unless you talk to me about them then I will leave." He had stared at her shocked by this new announcement: he knew she was pregnant and yes he had his fears but this was with river. The only psychopath in the universe who would ever make him smile that way in which only she saw. He loved her and already loved their child. Yet as the night wore on an argument occurred and she left for good.

XXENDOFFLASHBACKXX

"Christ," Cathie says whilst comforting him "you should of gone after her. You still should, she is your wife and she needs you. Go find her and open up to her about your feelings. Dot just sit around doing nothing."

The Doctor looks at her, tears still glistening in his eyes.

"what if I don't find her?"he asks worry clouding his mind.

"you will," is Cathie's reply.

2 WEEKS LATER

he watches her sleep; she was peaceful in sleep. Smiling to himself feeling happy for the first time since she left. The loneliness was gone an ld replaced with comfort. He no longer felt hurt by her not being around, by her Goode of letting him look after her. There was only stability...well for now. Once he had found her, he let the damn inside him open up and told her everything. He had been so nervous and in response she had slapped him.

"Three weeks," she had shouted at him. Yet she had listened and had decided I say with him for a while.

Gently lying down beside her he holds her close and she releases a content sigh, snuggling up in her sleep. Yes. The loneliness was definitely gone and replaced with that felling of home, brought out by only River.

A/N: so that's the end of my first posted Doctor Who story, hope y'all enjoyed :)