The Doctor and His Oncoming Storm
Third Person's POV
Rubbing a towel through her hair, she stepped through the sliding glass door to her hotel room. She had just gotten back from her self inflicted training and her body and hair were damp due to the salt water she had stirred up.
Leaving the sliding glass doors open behind her, she glanced back at the dark clouds boiling in the distance, another result from her "training". It would take them a couple hours to actually reach shore so she still had time before they struck home and it began to get messy.
Stripping the wet clothes from her body, she tossed them aside and stepped into the shower.
Turning the knob all the way to the left, she let the steaming hot water flow down her flawless skin, her muscles stretching wonderfully under the heat, relief washing over her after the long day of work she had been through. Scrubbing some cheap shampoo and conditioner into her hair, she dried herself off and stepped out of the bathroom with a clean set of clothes on.
Deciding that it would be best to head out and get some food to feed her rumbling belly, she glanced at the clock on the night stand. It was 9:37 p.m.
It was a good time of the night. Later, which meant less people prowling about. Which meant that the chances of her being recognized where slim.
Shrugging her shoulders, she grabbed a sweatshirt and pulled it over her head before picking up her cloth satchel which held her wallet, which held her fake I.D., which sat beside her almost nonexistent amount of money. Heading out into the hallway, she turned and locked the door behind her.
Just as she turned to head down the long hallway, she looked into her bag to put her key away and make sure that she had some money. However, as she kept walking, she couldn't see the person coming towards her and bumped into them.
"Sorry!" She said as she looked up at the man who was beaming despite the fact that they had run into each other. He didn't respond and instead just looked her up and down slightly and she frowned, ready to punch him should he try anything funny. He looked a little... off.
"Hello!" He suddenly cried, his eyes sparkling with barely contained glee.
"Hello..." She replied back, still slightly unsure of what was going on with this man. He just continued to smile at her, wringing his hands together.
It was at this time that she took her time to look at the man. He was dressed in a rather dingy looking jacket. His hair was brushed off to one side and the longer they stood there staring at each other, the more he seemed to grow uncomfortable as well. His hands continued to wring together until they slowly rose to adjust his bow tie.
"Excuse me for asking this..." She looked up from his old dress shoes to his face. "You're Samantha Greene." His remark sounded more like a statement.
She felt the color drain from her face and she smiled tightly. "No, sorry. I get that a lot actually! Sorry. But I really have to go..." She tried to blow the man off by walking off but he matched her steps to catch up with her.
"Are you sure? Isn't it kind of odd that you have a very American accent yet you are staying here in... Where are we? Jamaica?" He raised an eyebrow in her direction and she licked her lips nervously. She never was one for confrontation.
"Aren't you a little out of place with your own British accent?" She replied right back and the man just beamed like a young boy. He then laughed before clasping his hands together.
"They said you'd be a sharp one!" He cheered before looking her up and down again. "So, Samantha!" He began walking towards her, his hands still together. "Are you hungry?"
"I never said that my name was Samantha..." She murmured before reaching into her bag and taking hold of Chatnir. If he got any closer, she would seriously hit him.
"Oh, don't play that game with me! You're acting like a child!" He scolded her slightly and both her eyebrows rose in surprise. Honestly, this man didn't look like he had a threatening bone in his body. "I know your name is Samantha!"
She just stood there for a moment, something about this man becoming familiar to her. She had sworn that she had met him somewhere. "I'm sorry. But, do I know you?"
"No... You don't. Not this face anyway. Not yet..." He muttered before reaching a hand up and squishing his cheeks together. She could only raise an eyebrow at that last statement. "New face. New body. New everything!"
When he looked back to the woman before him, he saw the confusion written on her face. "Sorry! I'm the Doctor!" He reached into his jacket and she tensed but relaxed slightly when he only pulled a billfold out from the pocket inside. Flipping it open, he let her inspect whatever appeared on the paper. He waited in anticipation, wondering what type of title he would have on this adventure.
"Did you just show me a blank piece of paper?" She looked back at him, her eyebrow arched slightly. This seemed to puzzle the man for a moment before he turned to look at the blank paper for himself before he snapped it shut and returned it to his pocket.
"Yes. Yes, I did. It was a test actually, to see just how clever you are..." He tapped her on the end of her nose and she jerked her head back slightly. He's weird.
"And am I... clever?"
"Very much so! Now, about that dinner...?"
"And I don't think that I can go to dinner with you. I'm sorry but I just met you!" She turned once more to leave.
"It'll be my treat!" He called after her and she froze mid step. Turning around to face the odd man once more, he had a lopsided grin on his face and right on cue, her stomach growled. It also didn't help that her wallet was nearly empty and she didn't want to risk another trip to her bank so soon.
"Fine..." She muttered, running a hand over her face. "And I didn't catch your name it was Doctor...?"
"What?" He just looked at her like she was crazy.
"Doctor who?" The man just beamed again before the smile fell into a smirk.
"Exactly." He turned and began walking down the long hallway, leaving a very confused woman behind him. Yet her curiosity got the best of her and she looked back down the hall to see that it was empty before she began to follow the strange man.
After finally catching up with him, she fell into step beside the strange man and eyed him carefully, still unsure how she knew him.
"So, little Sammy girl!" He clasped his hands together again before he looked over at her, eyeing her up and down once again. "Well, I guess that name doesn't work anymore considering you're not... little!" Sam just continued to eye him, confused about what he was talking about. "Anyway, what would you like to eat?" He asked as they exited the hotel and began walking down the dark street.
She just shrugged. "Something... cheap."
"Nonsense! I've got plenty of money!" They walked passed an ATM and he reached into his jacket once more before withdrawing some sort of weird remote and he flashed it at the machine. A weird, high-pitched noise came from the handheld device and the ATM started shooting out hundred dollar bills.
Sam could only gape in awe as the man bent down to retrieve the bills before he casually shoved them in his pockets and carried on like nothing ever happened. She also glanced around to see that the street was empty so she bent down to pick up the rest of the money on the ground. But when she looked back up, the strange Doctor was gone.
"Doctor!" She called after him and she jogged to try and find him. Coming around the corner, she nearly collided with someone again and she screamed as did the strange Doctor when the two of them collided. Both jumped back in surprise but Sam just placed a hand on her chest to calm her beating heart.
"Nearly gave me heart attacks!" He exclaimed as he placed his own hand on his chest. "Now come along, Jo!" He called to her before he grabbed her hand and began to pull her along.
Once again, the color drained from her face and she yanked her hand free from the man's grasp.
"What did you just call me?" She snapped at him and the man seemed taken aback, unsure of how to react to her defensive nature.
"Samantha Jo..." He said slowly and he watched as her eyes slowly narrowed as she continued to gaze at him.
"Where in hell did you hear that name?" She reached out and before the man could react, he was slammed up against the building they were standing by. However, fear didn't cross his eyes as he stared back at the female before him.
"Samantha... calm down." He told her and she realized what she was doing and let her grip loosen slightly. "It is rather hard to explain how I know you by that name... But what if I show you?"
"Show me?" Sam whispered, her grip loosening entirely.
"Yes... I can show you! Be back in time for a late supper!" He began to walk away, leaving her alone once again. And again, she followed after the strange man until they stood before a strange blue box on the corner of a street. Sam just looked up at the tall blue box and quietly read the words above the door.
"Police Public Call Box." She muttered under her breath. The man just turned to look at her before grinning like a child and pushing the door open before stepping inside.
Standing back, she judged the size of the box and found it to be realatively small and serioulsy debated on whether or not she wanted to go inside and be in close relations with the strange Doctor.
Said man's head suddenly popped out of the box. "Aren't you coming?" He asked and Sam could only nod her head before he stepped back and allowed her into the strange blue box.
Backing up the ramp towards the console the man could only beam while rubbing his hands together. Watching the woman before him, he waited for her to say those five little words that everyone said when they entered the strange box. "It's-It's bigger on the inside!" She breathed, completely astonished of the fact that the cozy little box wasn't actually as cozy as she believed it to be.
"That's what everyone says... Welcome to the TARDIS!" He twirled around slightly, his arms spread wide.
"TARDIS?"
"T-A-R-D-I-S! Time and Relative Dimension in Space! Now, when is your birthday? Wait... Don't tell me. I know this." He ran around the center console, flipping various switches and pulling various levers. "May 17th, 1987!"
"How do you know my birthday?" She began to follow the madman around the console but he simply ignored her.
"Very, very special day, Samantha. You should know that of course!" He ran to a panel and began to punch various buttons and the machinery in the center of the room began to bob up and down while making a wheezing sound. Suddenly the entire structure began to shake until both of the inhabitants in the room where thrown onto their rears.
With a groan, Sam sat up, all the while rubbing her sore noggin. The Doctor only laughed before springing to his feet. "May 17th, 1987 here we come!" He then lept over her disheveled form before dashing over to the doors. Only opening one, he peaked his head outside before turning around and gazing at Sam. "What are you still doing on the floor, Samantha? You're going to miss all the fun!" He ran back and pulled her from the ground before dragging her outside the large room.
The familiar beeping of various machines alerted her of their destination and she could only shield her eyes from the bright lights of the hospital as they stepped out of the small closet, leaving the box behind.
"We're in a hospital. How...? We're in a hospital!" Sam could only repeat herself before the Doctor pulled her from the small room and shut the door. Taking her hand, he began to lead her down the hallway before they turned around a corner. The two of them just stopped and Sam sent the man a questionable look. He only raised a finger to his lips before pointing behind her.
She slowly turned around to find a man pushing a tired looking woman out of a room in a wheelchair. In her arms, she held a little bundle wrapped in a blanket. But Sam just continued to look at the man and woman, her eyes scanning them.
"Mom?" She took a hesitant step forward. "Dad?" She looked at the younger couple but she felt a hand lay itself on her shoulder. Looking back at the Doctor, he only shook his head before she watched as an older man came striding down the hallway with a young woman in his wake.
Sam's eyes darted back to the couple to see the blonde woman beaming down at her newborn child.
Upon seeing the new arrival into the world, the older man stopped, as did the younger girl behind him. He stopped beside the wheelchair and they watched as he beamed down at the baby wrapped tightly in the pink blanket.
"Oh, a lovely little girl, she is!" He commented while smiling at the mother. "What is her name?"
"Samantha Jo Greene..." The woman hugged the bundle closer to her before moving the pink fabric aside so that she could see her child's face better. "My little Samantha Jo..."
"And a lovely name, too..." The older man commented, placing his arm around the younger girl who was also beaming down at the baby.
Before Sam even knew what was happening, she felt a tear slide down her cheek. Quickly reaching up, she wiped it away and she felt the hand on her shoulder tighten as he tried to show her some comfort.
"They look so happy..." She whispered, her eyes never leaving the little family.
The older man and the girl quickly bid farewell to couple before they proceeded to walk passed the duo, the older man sparing a look at the two of them before moving on. The Doctor only gave a polite wave to the older gentlemen before he tentatively took hold of Sam's hand and began pulling her back around the corner.
Eventually they arrived back at the TARDIS and the Doctor shut the door behind the two of them.
"One of my favorite memories!" He said before moving back to the console. He began turning various knobs and pushing various buttons again. "Will you pull that green lever?" Sam did as he asked and pulled said lever. The center of the TARDIS began moving up and down again but this time they didn't fall over.
"That was me, wasn't it?" He looked up to see her eyes were downcast on the floor. "That was my mom and dad. And that was the day that I was born...?" He could only nod slightly.
"How...?"
"Time machine." He said before looking down at a screen on the counsel. "Most favorite of all memories!" He cried before flipping another switch and the TARDIS lurched forward, both of them falling in the process. Sam caught herself on one of the railings while the Doctor slammed into the counsel.
"Off we go!" He ran passed her again and out the door, hardly hesitating this time. He was very excited. Getting up, Sam also ran off behind him, blowing into the back of him, considering he stopped just outside the TARDIS.
"What-"
"Shh!" He held his finger up and the loud crying of a child could be heard in the busy shopping mall they were in. Once again, he took a hold of her hand and the two of them ran out of the men's bathroom that they were in.
Coming to a halt in the busy traffic of the mall, the Doctor just smiled again and nodded at the little girl crying her eyes out in the center of all the chaos. Feeling sorry for the blonde little girl, she moved to step forward but the Doctor's hand held her back.
"You can't touch her." She simply raised an eyebrow in his direction and he just looked back at the little girl. "Paradox."
And then out of nowhere, a man with short, dark hair stepped out of the wild sea of people. Sam was a bit uneasy seeing his black leather jacket and harsh features but the man at her side just shook his head, a small smirk on his face.
They moved forward a few steps so that they could hear what the man had to say.
"Hello!" The man's disposition changed in the blink of an eye, a large grin on his face as he bent down to the little girl's level. She only sniffed before sloppily wiping her eyes. "What's your name?"
She sniffed again. "Samantha Jo." The dark haired man's grin just grew wider if possible. Sam just turned her head to look at the Doctor who just grinned boyishly at her. She pointed slightly at her younger self before turning her finger back towards herself. He nodded in confirmation and Sam's eyes grew wide.
The man held his hand out to her for her to shake and the little girl carefully placed her tiny hand into his larger one.
"Where are your parents, Samantha Jo?"
"I-I don't know!" She sobbed out before burying her little face into her fists.
"Shh! It's alright! Everything's going to be alright! Shh!" He tried to shush the little girl by stroking her silky blonde hair. She just looked up at him with her big hazel eyes, her lips pouted. "I'm going to help you, if that's alright with you?" She slowly nodded before she held her arms out to him. He took the little girl into his arms, adjusting her so that she was situated comfortably.
The two of them began to walk down the busy mall and the time-traveling duo followed behind a short distance away.
They sat down on a bench, both of them looking for her parents. The little girl continued to cry, her little fists rubbing into her eyes.
"We'll never find them!" She sobbed. The man could only gaze at the little girl before he sighed deeply and looked around at the colorful decorations.
"Samantha..." He muttered and she slowly raised her head up. He patted his knee, offering her a place on his lap. Reluctantly, she slid of the bench and he lifted her onto his knee. "What would you like for Christmas?"
The little girl stopped crying for a moment before she sniffed and looked at him.
"A puppy." She admitted sheepishly. The large eared man's lips pulled back into a huge grin.
"Now I don't know about a puppy but how about that teddy bear?" He pointed into a shop window and the little girl gasped.
A beautiful brown teddy bear sat staring back at them. His little black eyes shimmered in the store lights and the silky cream bow tie was tied snugly around his neck.
Without another thought, Samantha Jo grabbed onto his neck, nodding the entire time.
Together they headed into the toy shop and the dark haired man took the bear from the pedestal before heading up to the cashier. The man rang the stuffed animal up and the dark haired man turned around and smiled up seeing Sam behind him. He eyed her up and down.
"Excuse me, beautiful lady? I seem to be a little short on money at the moment. Would you like to make this little girl the happiest little girl in the world?" He spoke to her and she just let her mouth fall open as she looked at herself.
"Uh... I-I... Uh..." She stuttered.
"Course she would!" The Doctor slung his arm over her shoulder before kissing her temple. "Wouldn't you, love?"
"S-Sure." She reached into her sweatshirt pocket and pulled out one of the hundred dollar bills. Handing it over to the man, their fingers accidentally touched but the man just smiled wider.
"Fantastic!" He handed the cashier the money and when the man turned to hand the money back, Sam just held her hand out.
"No. K-Keep the change..." She muttered before the man handed the little girl the teddy bear.
A large grin spread across little Samantha Jo's face as she held the bear tightly in her little hands.
"Tell the lovely lady thank you!"
"Thank you..." The little girl said shyly before wrapping her little arm around the man's neck, the other one holding onto the bear. She buried her face into the crook of his neck.
The man just smiled before saying thank you himself and the two left. Sam just stared at the spot where they disappeared.
"I just bought myself a teddy bear..." She murmured and the Doctor just smiled. "I still have that teddy bear. It's on my bed at the hotel..." She said before the Doctor took a hold of her hand and led her back outside.
Letting the little girl walk once more, she continued to hold the stranger's hand and he led her through the sea of people, almost as if he knew where her parents were the entire time.
Sam and the Doctor followed in their wake, a soft smile on the man's face as he gazed down at the child by his side.
"Mommy! Daddy!" Samantha Jo called as she released the older man's hand and ran towards the two frantic looking parents standing beside a pop machine. Both parents turned as the little girl slammed into both of their legs.
"Jo!" The man cried out as he looked down at the little girl. "Where have you been?"
"I was lost but then the nice man helped me! And to make me feel better, he bought me this bear!" She held up her prize to her parents and the mother took it from her child to inspect it. The father looked from his daughter to the man standing with his hands in his jacket pockets.
"Thank you, sir. For helping my little Jo..." He took a hold of his daughter's hand in a protective way, a bit uneasy that the man in the black leather jacket helped his little girl.
"No problem!" The man beamed down at Samantha Jo who smiled right back. "I was just doing what anyone else would have done!" He then turned to leave but the little girl cried out to him.
"Hey!" He stopped and she pulled her hand from her father's. Rushing towards the man, he bent down back to her level and let her small body collide against his in the sweetest embrace the man had ever encountered. She wrapped her tiny arms around his neck in the biggest hug she could muster. He just beamed like mad and the little girl pulled back slightly to give him a sloppy kiss on the cheek. "Thank you!"
"Now problem, sweetheart..." He beamed before turning away and disappearing into the crowd of people around them.
The two time travelers returned to the TARDIS and Sam could only lean on the center console, a small smile on her face.
"What's got you so happy?"
"That Christmas, I got two puppies."
"Of course you got two puppies! Couldn't let you have just one, now could I?" Sam looked up from the spot on the ground.
"What do you mean, 'I couldn't just let you have one?'" This seemed to stall the man for a moment as he nervously rang his hands together, his eyes darting around the TARDIS.
"Well..." He laughed slightly. "You see it's a very confusing situation, Samantha..."
"Then un-confuse it!" She demanded, very confused about the entirety of the situation. Those strange men had been in her life and she wanted to know why they kept showing up.
"Um..." He glanced back at the TARDIS console before an idea struck him. "Let's just go on one more trip before I explain, alright?"
"You'll promise you'll tell me?"
"I promise." And with that he began to dance around the center console again, flipping switches and pulling knobs. The machine began to make the wheezing noise once more and the landing was calmer this time.
Sam was the first one at the door this time but she felt a hand grab her wrist. "Sweatshirt hood up!" The Doctor commanded and she only rolled her eyes before pulling her hood up over her ears.
Together they exited the TARDIS and stepped out into the warm sunlight.
"Where are we?" Sam asked as she looked around at the scenery before her. The entire place felt familiar but she was still unsure of where they were.
"Surely you should know!" He twirled around, his arms wide. She continued to take in the tall grass field before her and looked around at the rolling hills behind her. The TARDIS was out in the middle of the broam grass and the location just continued to baffle her. In the distance, she could see a grove of trees and she felt familiarity begin to dawn on her.
"Nebraska?" He sneered slightly before inclining his head.
"Close. But not quite..." He held out his hand to her and she smiled slightly before taking it and together they ran through the tall grass. As they came closer to the trees, she could see the house that lay in their protection. A red balloon suddenly glided passed them and Sam just glanced back at it momentarily before facing forwards once more.
They slowed in their running when they came upon the driveway and the two of them walked up it. As they passed the mailbox, they caught sight of another bunch of colorful balloons. They also passed beneath a congratulations banner and then it struck her.
"This is my parents' house..." Laughter could be heard coming from inside the garage and she knew what day they had ventured to. "This is my graduation party."
Just then, a man with a long trench coat and great hair walked by them and the Doctor stopped, making sure not to touch the man. "Sorry!" The man spoke in a British accent as he brushed by Sam. She just looked at him, remembering him at her actual party. He was the one that changed her life. The Doctor just beamed before following after the man.
The three of them approached a blonde girl in a dress who was currently snagging a piece of cake from the table, seeing as how the rest of her family was occupied by the rest of her relatives.
"Hello!" The man called to the young girl who's long hair was straightened as it flipped over her shoulder.
"Hi!" She replied back, rather cheery and Sam wrinkled her nose slightly upon seeing how young and naive she had once been. This her was excited to get out into the world and do something with her life. Only current Sam knew that her future would turn out to be rather dark.
"Congratulations on graduating!" The man with the great hair stuck his hand out and she shook it with a smile.
"Thank you!"
"Now, I couldn't help but overhear that you were going to college to be a...?"
"I'm going to be a doctor!" She smiled widely and Sam wanted to puke. Worst decision of her life.
The man with the hair just laughed before shaking his head. "Good choice but are I understand that you love working with computers..." He murmured.
"I do love computers!" Young Sam beamed but then her smile fell. "But, I really need a doctor's wage to help pay off my student loan. My family can't really afford computer college..." She said quietly, her hands moving down to play with the light blue sun dress she was wearing. Her mother made her wear it. She said she needed to look presentable on the day she left high school.
The man with the great hair just looked at the other people around them, all of them laughing happily as they talked about some of the great memories of Sam in her high school years.
"What's your dream, Samantha Jo?" He asked her after a moment of silence between them. She just shuffled her feet, the light gray Converse shoes shuffling on the cement floor.
"Well, I like fixing cars and driving them. But computers are really my second love..."
"But I thought you wanted to be a doctor?"
"Just because of the money..." She replied quietly and the man frowned. He wasn't having any of this. He motioned her over to one of the various tables set up and the two walked over and sat down in the folding chairs.
"Now... I don't ever give money as a present so I wondered if you could try your luck with one of these!" He reached into his long brown trench coat and pulled out an envelop before handing it over to the girl. She tore open the package and looked at the slip of paper, a questionable look on her face. "And if you do win, maybe you would reconsider your career as a doctor?"
She just continued to gaze down at the ticket, her thumb running over the black print. "I... I mean, maybe... But..."
"Good! I think it would be best if I were off!" The man rose from his seat and began walking away from her.
"But, sir!" Samantha got up from her chair and followed after the man. "I didn't even catch your name!" He stopped shortly before he turned, his long trench coat twirling around him.
"It's not important..." He waved her off before turning and leaving once again. The blonde girl just stood there for a moment before she put the ticket back in the envelop and ran after the man, tackling him in a reverse hug. Her arms wrapped around his waist from behind and she pressed her face against his coat, a grateful smile on her face.
Samantha and the Doctor just watched as the man basked in the warmth of the hug, a warm grin on his face. She then released him and the mysterious man turned back around to face her.
"You best be careful with that ticket. You don't know. It could be worth thousands of dollars..." He inclined his eye brows and the young female just laughed. The two just stared at each other for a minute before he stepped forward and embraced the girl. She just stared down at the envelope in her hands again before the man kissed the top of her head. "Always... Always follow your dreams..." He murmured into her hair before releasing her. Turning and walking towards one of the barns that lay on their farm, the man disappeared inside.
Young Samantha just stood their stunned for a moment before she smiled at the envelope and turned and ran back into her graduation party.
"That man. He was the reason why I am today. That ticket sent me to college because-"
"Because you won the lottery!" The Doctor tapped her on the nose before he spun away from her, heading back in the direction of the garage.
"Where are you going?" She asked him but he just pulled her along behind him.
"Never leave a graduation party without cake. Always have cake!" He warned her before he reached down and picked up two pieces of congratulations cake, handing one of the plates to Sam before sticking a fork in the top of her piece.
The two walked and ate as they returned to the TARDIS, a few of the party members sending them odd looks because of the fact that neither of them talked to Samantha and that they took cake and just left without saying goodbye.
Shutting the door behind them, the Doctor just licked the frosting off his plate before suddenly looking around for a trashcan. "You don't have a trashcan do you?" Sam asked as she herself looked around for a place to put her empty plate.
"It appears that I don't!" He said before taking her plate and walking up the stairs and out of the room. Sam just listened to the quiet hum of the TARDIS before she walked up to the console and lightly touched the panel before her. The machine hummed a little louder and Sam smiled up at the center of the console.
The Doctor returned a moment later and watched as Sam just smiled softly at the machine before he made his presence known.
"Alright! Time for an explanation!" He took her hands in his and led her over to the stairs so she could sit down on the steps. He then rubbed a hand over his face then through his hair before clasping his hands together before him. He opened his mouth to say something but then stopped and began to pace up and down in front of her. "Alright, here we go!" He stopped abruptly and faced her. "All those men... The man at the hospital, the man that helped you when you were five, the man who gave you the lottery ticket... They are all... me."
Sam just stared up at the man, a blank look on her face. "What?"
"Well, I guess I should say that they were me but-"
"Is that what you meant when you said that I wouldn't know this face because it was new?" She asked him and he could only blink before standing in silence. "A new body? New hair?" Her brows then drew together suddenly and she leaned forward and, if possible, became even more serious and she whispered, "Are you a body snatcher?"
"Wrong kind of alien, Jo!" He tapped her on the nose again and she reeled back. "But still in the same ball park!"
"So if you're not a body snatcher... What are you?"
"Time Lord."
"What's a Time Lord?"
"We are the Lords of Time! We control the laws of time and space! We are the ones that invented time travel!" Sam just continued to look confused and the Doctor dropped his arms in defeat. He ran a hand through his hair before he crouched down before her. He reached out and took her face into his hands.
"What are you doing?" Shs asked, getting the wrong idea about what he was about to do.
"It's alright! It's alright! I swear, sometimes you act like such a girl!" He growled before bringing their faces close together again so that their foreheads rested against each other. "Alright, Samantha. I want you to clear your mind for me..." Sam took a deep breath before she focused her mind and pictured a white background. "This isn't even going to hurt... I think." He muttured before everything fell away around her.
It felt as though her brain was no longer her own. In fact there was no Samantha. As if she were reliving her own memories, someone else's started to play in her mind. Everything was so vivid and bright. It was like she was the Doctor.
"I'm the Doctor." Was the most popular phrase that echoed throughout both their minds. And through the link that the man had made, Sam watched as all the men kept appearing in her life out of order.
The First visited her on the day she was born. The second visited her when she was eleven and her family had broken down on the side of the road. He helped to repair their car. He also bumped into her when she was 21 and he drove her home in a taxi due to the drunken she had been in. The third dropped by for her second birthday. The Fourth helped her when the chain on her bicycle broke when she was 6. She was a mile from home. Five helped her learn Spanish when she was a freshman in high school. Six just happened to pop on in one day when her parents were gone. It was rainy and he said that he was riding his motorbike and he didn't want to ride in the rain. She was eight. Seven came to her third birthday party. Eight fixed her phone when she was twenty. Nine helped her in the mall when she was five. He also got her the bear and puppies. She also ran into him when she was 16 years old. He helped her pick out paint for her bedroom. Ten visited her at her graduation before rewarding her with a lottery ticket worth $420,000. She was about to visit another memory from Ten but she was suddenly pushed into Eleven's memories of how he was so excited to visit her and see how she was doing in her older years. How they had met at the hotel and how he had contained the glee upon seeing that she still fancied Coverse shoes as his Tenth incarnation had.
But that wasn't all.
She felt the pain of his regenrations. She felt the grief when losing a companion. She felt the hatred towards himself for locking his own race away. She felt the rage he held against humanity. The disappointment.
But there was also wonder. And there was amazement. And joy. Happiness. Love.
And there were people that stuck out in his memories.
Romana. The Master. Sara Jane Smith. Rose Tyler. Donna Noble. The Ponds, Rory and Amy. River Song.
He loved every single one of them.
She lived all his memories as if she herself had been the Doctor but things became blurred towards the Tenth incarnation once again. Everything was muffled and fuzzy.
Sam slowly began to slip back into her mind until she was back in the white background. She slowly opened her eyes to see the Doctor still crouched before her, a small smile on his face.
"Was that a good enough explanation?" He panted, slightly worn out from sending her all those psychic thoughts.
Sam just nodded slightly before she felt one other question nagging at the back of her mind. "But you look... human?"
"No. You look Time Lord!" He tapped her on the nose again and Sam attempted to swat his hand away.
"So are there more Time Lords and they're living among the rest of the human race?" The Doctor's face suddenly fell and he became very solemn. He slowly turned back around to face the console.
"No. Not anymore."
"Oh..." She replied quietly before fidgeting with her fingers. "I'm sorry..." The Doctor had left those thoughts out of the link, not wanting her to experience the pain that he had felt.
"There's nothing to be sorry about..."
"What happened?"
"Time War."
"What's the Time War?"
"It's a war of time!"
"Well, no sh-" The Doctor slapped hand over her mouth, successfully silencing her.
"Absolutely no cursing on the TARDIS!" He scolded her slightly before he removed his hand. "But to be honest, I'm surprised you've lasted this long under that rule..." Sam just pursed her lips, sending the Doctor an annoyed look.
"But why have you suddenly decided to show me all your secrets now?"
"Because I need your help. Actually, it's mutual. I need your help, you need my help..."
"And how are you supposed to help me?" The man had moved back to the console and idly ran his fingers over some of the Gallifreyan writing engraved into the machine.
"I wanted to help set right a mistake that I made..." He murmured before looking up at her. "But I really need your help!" He suddenly perked up, his mood swing catching her off guard. He began to run around the console again and Sam slowly rose up off the stairs.
"My help? What can I do to help a 1000 year old time traveling alien?" She shouted as the TARDIS began to wheeze and the entire thing shook. Sam grabbed a hold of the railing to keep her upright.
"Faster!" The Doctor beamed up at the center of the console as he pressed another lever down. "Well we are going into the future!"
"How far into the future?"
"About a week!" The Doctor yelled back as sparks began to fly from the TARDIS.
"Why only a week?"
"Because in a week, something big is going to happen!"
"What do you mean?" The time traveling machine lurched forward, nearly sending them both to the ground again.
"It means that we are going to go to the day when the sun turned black!" And with that, the Doctor flipped the final switch, sending them both sailing into the future.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that relates to Doctor Who or the Avengers. Just Sam and this story that I'm writing.
This is all set in the months between when Sam left and the events in War Machine.
Just a bit of a story written for myself and a few other Whovians. Don't really think that this will satisfy any other Avengers fans but I had fun writing it.
It gave me something to do, considering I can't update my few other stories for awhile.
So yeah, Sam and the Doctor.
Have a huge past together. Why?
Stay tuned to find out!
Love,
Blue
