Show/s: Doctor Who
Characters: TARDIS, any Doctor
Spoilers/Timeframe: Non-specific
Entry: If TARDISes Could Talk

There are only two constants in my world: that I will always be traveling, and the Doctor will always be traveling with me.

That's it. That's all there is.

I like it that way. I am not complaining. He and I are the only beings left of Gallifrey, so it seems natural for us to stick together. I know I am only a small comfort to him; he uses me more as a way to escape from his past, instead of remember it.

Still, sometimes I feel it—the love he has for me. I feel it when he smiles, pulling on my controls as we prepare to head to another exciting place and time. I feel it when I change—for I can change myself, just like him—and he steps inside me, seeing me for the first time all over again. I feel it when, sometimes, he gives me a little stroke just to let me know how much he appreciates me.

I never feel it when he is alone.

He brings many companions inside me, and so many lately. When he has someone else there, someone who can speak his language and laugh with him and marvel at what a wonderful man he is…the Doctor loves that more. What he loves more than anything is having someone to travel with, someone he can experience the world with. The stars know I have been all over Creation with him, but he must always leave me behind…to wait, to simply wait for him to return.

Those companions of his, they can walk away with him.

But when he is alone, alone with his sadness and the knowledge of his aloneness in the universe, I cannot make him happy. He continues to travel, going off on his adventures and saving worlds, but when he is alone inside me, his eyes are dark and he doesn't smile.

I wish he would.

I wish he could just see…see that I am there for him. I will always be there for him, when all his companions come and go. I am the one that keeps him safe and well and alive.

Why can't he see that?