An exploration of the relationship between the TARDIS and the Doctor during his eleventh regeneration.

Disclaimer: Nothing, I say NOTHING belongs to me. Sadly. *sniff*

This I wrote in two hours. Nice huh? 416 words, by the way. I just had a bout of inspiration on the Doctor-TARDIS relationship. Well, now I gotta work on my other stories... God they're taking so long to write...


The Lonely God. Time's Champion. The Oncoming Storm. The Destroyer of Worlds. The Doctor.

He hails from Gallifrey, the last of his kind. He holds the universe together, travelling through time and space, searching for a reason to fight, searching for a reason to live. The Doctor.

My Doctor.

You found me broken, yet saw my desire to fly. With a touch to my console, you touched my spirit, seeing the longing that had plagued me. I was old, yes, but I wasn't broken. You knew that. You stole me then and made me yours, and I have flown with you faithfully throughout time and space, throughout regenerations.

This is your tenth regeneration, my Doctor. Your Song is coming to a slow end. But you have accomplished so much. More than any Time Lord before you has ever accomplished. You bring every world into the light, banishing the darkness with a wave of your sonic screwdriver.

Time's Champion, the Lonely God.

The last of your race, just as I am the last of mine. Together, the lone Timelord and the last TARDIS. Travelling the stars, bringing companions to show them the beauty of all Creation, to alleviate your own pain. To alleviate your own loneliness. You know I would never leave you, and will never leave you. But the wounds from the destruction of Gallifrey are deep, scarring your mind and heart, the darkness you fought for so long seeping in. But never would you let it conquer you.

The Oncoming Storm.

You are a storm. A bringer of chaos and calamity to those that would destroy the innocent; but you are a blessed, sweet rain to those who have suffered unjustly. A bringer of chaos and pain, but also a herald of hope and peace.

The Destroyer of Worlds.

Davros named, my Doctor, for the darkness that resides in your soul. But even with that darkness, you are also one who preserves what is there, one who, time and time again, halts the destruction of all of Creation. You have faced the End of Time itself and survived, briefly. You saved the Universe from the wrath of our own people, my Doctor.

You saved us.

Rose.

Martha.

Donna.

Jack.

Me.

You saved us all.

And I will see you again.

Vale decem.


Don't you love TARDIS? I personally love the relationship between Timelord and TARDIS. R&R. please!