Alone
The Doctor has never been alone before. She's always had a friend, a companion almost to keep her from becoming lonely. She almost wants to ask if Yaz or Graham or Ryan wanted to come with her, but she doesn't want to put them into anymore danger. At least, not more danger than she has already put them in. and yet, she didn't want to be alone.
Maybe she is destined to be alone. She's met so many people and loved almost as many, and yet here she is. All alone. Well, not alone, but about to leave yet again. She desperately wants someone who is like her. Maybe someday she'd find someone. But not today.
She tries to force herself to leave- close the door of the TARDIS and just float through space and time. But she doesn't. The four of them just stand there, watching each other. It might be awkward, but there is an unspoken mutual respect between all of them, and it was as if- just for a moment- they understand each other.
''Do you want to come for tea at mine?'' Yaz asks, and just like that, the spell is broken and the Doctor thinks that maybe, just maybe she doesn't have to be alone just yet.
A/N: hey everyone! Am I deliberately avoiding my other stories that I need to write? Maybe! I promise I'm trying. Do you like it? I'm really enjoying this series. Who's your favourite Doctor? Mine is either David Tennant or Jodie Whittaker.