This is a story about Jennie, the Doctor's daughter! I'm putting a twist on her to my own standards.. I hope you enjoy! Please leave reviews, I value your comments! :)
~HFQ
The gun skidded on the floor out of my reach. My arm outstretched naturally for it, but his foot landed on my arm before it could move.
"I swear, if I see another gun!" He growled, squatting to pick up the gun, unload it and toss it away.
I stood up with a sigh, straightening out my shirt. "Sorry Dad." I offered a small smile towards him, my hazel eyes meeting his brown. He nodded and continued walking, leaving me in the back of the four of us.
Martha turned to me with a small smile on her face. "Yeah.. the doctor doesn't really like guns."
I nodded curtly, walking swiftly. "I've noticed." I flicked my bangs out of my Face with a puff of air, feeling weaponless. Sure, I was skilled in hand to hand combat, but I was- to my father's misfortune, better with a gun.
The smell of flowers lingered in the air as we came closer, and I saw my Father's face light up with joy. We all circled around him, leaving me to be in between Martha and Donna. I had taken a small liking to both, but Donna was less.. I don't know.. there was just something about Martha I didn't like at all.
I stared at it carefully, letting my eyes examine it while my two hearts beat excitedly against my chest. A group of Hath's came around the corner on the left side of me and humans.. or whatever they were to my right. I looked around nervously towards my father, who nodded. It somewhat comforted me… In a way.
I bit my lip nervously, zoning in and out during the Doctor's speech between the two. It wasn't because I was tired.. I didn't feel it. It was because I was distracted by an object all around me, my eyes scanning the room with it.
The next time I looked around, actually paying attention everyone was putting their guns down on the floor at their feet, probably because of the words he had just spoke. A small breeze came in and brushed my loose hair off my shoulders and I ran right in front of the Doctor as the leader of the pack shot at him.
I fell on the floor, my head hitting the ground hard. He picked me up, running his fingers softly through my blonde hair then immediately placing his hand tightly on my chest to stop from more blood to ooze out and to hold pressure.
"Jennie, stay with me… imagine all the things you can do.. new worlds and planets.." He smiled warmly at me and my eyes slowly began to roll in and out of the back of my head. They all thought I was dead.. but I had surprises for all of them.