shipping week. 'nuff said.

written for the FanFiction ImagiNation forum.


the ninth of februray, in the year two thousand and fourteen

one: squared

universes apart


"Run!" the man yells. Mel takes one look behind her and complies, taking off as fast as her legs will carry her.

"Who are you?" she pants, catching her breath, once they are safe from the plastic monster. She's blushing slightly, giving her a rather pretty look.

"I'm the Doctor," the man replied, just slightly pompous. "But ah…" he stammered, rather awkwardly. "You can call me Jordan."


The first place they visit is the year five billion. They watch the sun explode, a supernova in its last moments, emitting the brightest of lights. It's the saddest, most beautiful thing she's ever seen.

He takes her around the world – no, around the universe – and she's happy. Away from the schoolwork, away from the people constantly bitching every day. And oh, the sights they see.


It's what she loved, the travelling, seeing a universe she never knew existed, meeting different creatures and seeing gorgeous sites, helping others and saving lives without expecting a thank you in return.


"Ex-ter-mi-nate…ex-ter-mi-nate…"

Mel reaches out, all the while holding her breath. The dark gold…skin…of the dalek is searing to the touch. With a gasp, Mel pulls her hand back.

"Why did he self-destruct?" Mel asked softly, after watching the dalek explode.

"When you touched it, you gave it human DNA. You gave it a piece of kindness in you that it couldn't handle. Daleks can't handle emotions or feelings like that. It would rather die than feel compassion."


It's what he saw in her, that kindness and compassion that he'd never quite seen before, the willingness to go out and touch a dalek despite the dangers, to look at it without fear. Coming from the war, he felt the change in himself, from anger and rage into her.


For weeks, months, years, eons, the travel the universe, hand in hand. And once things get bad, there's only one thing to do. Run. But most of the times, it's not dangerous. He's not a dangerous man.

When they get stuck in the parallel universe with the TARDIS broken, Mel's world is flipped upside down.

And when she got stuck in the parallel universe, well, her world ends.

"Quite right too. And I suppose, if it's my last chance to say it, Melanie…"

And his projected image fades away.


"Why hello there." The man bent down, smiling at the dark haired girl. "What's your name?"

The girl, about three years old, blushed shyly, holding on to the balloon in her hand.

"Mels," she whispered, very faintly. "Mels," she repeated, a little louder.

"Melsmels? That's quite adorable. I'm Jordan."

The young girl tried to repeat the syllables.

"Jord…jord." Looking happy with herself, she repeated the name again. "Jordjord."


i'm sorry okay.

i don't know what the actual fuck that was.

but in case you didn't guess the au(it's so obvious though), it was doctor who.