Title:
Revelations
Order: Sequel to Epiphany
Author:
eriknannie4evr
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1036
Summary: Donna
Noble has a choice...
She had just settled down with a book when she heard the commotion.
More of Wilf's friends she thought.
She snuggled down farther into her blanket and focused on the words in front of her.
Death in the Clouds had become her favorite book recently, although she somehow felt there was an important reason behind it. She just couldn't put her finger on it...
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door. She felt her mood taking a darker turn, she had specifically told her mother and Wilf that she was not to be disturbed.
Huffing, she threw back her covers and shuffled to the door. Flinging it open, she expected to rip her mother a new one but was pleasantly surprised to see a man standing in the doorway. What was his name? John Something? No, that wasn't right. But somehow she remembered calling him John, even though it seemed wrong.
"Can I help you with something?"
She really wasn't in the mood to fool around tonight. He, apparently, was. While she stood waiting for him to answer, he stood there gaping like he had never seen a woman before. Bad move on his part.
"Oi! Anyone there? You lost?"
The last statement seemed to snap him out of whatever fog he had been in because suddenly he was talking mile a minute. The few words she could make out and understand gave her the impression that this John someone had discovered some way to reverse something... She wasn't too sure. What she was suddenly sure of was this man's hands on her temples.
"Oi! Are you mad? What d'you-"
Suddenly it seemed as if the whole world was being ripped apart and shoved into her head. Her eyes screwed shut at the sudden, incessant stream of images flashing across her mind. The Doctor, the TARDIS, Pompeii, the Daleks, Shan Shen, the Doctor, Rose, Martha, Jenny, the Doctor, Agatha Christie, Midnight, the Doctor, Jack Harkness, the Doctor.
The Doctor!
Her eyes flew open and connected with his. He was here, with her, and she could remember! Oh, how she had missed him without knowing it. She reached out and gently stroked his cheek. He caught her hand and brought it to his lips, gently kissing her knuckles. The jolt of electricity that seemed to emanate from where his lips brushed against her skin sent her reeling. How had she lived without him?
"You came back."
It wasn't accusing, just a statement of facts. He nodded and pulled her to him, encasing her in one of their hugs. She sighed into his chest, she felt whole again.
"Donna?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you know why I came back?"
She looked up at him, looked into his eyes for the truth. Her mind was suddenly filled with images of a beach and a girl with red hair and him running frantically around. As the images receded she was left with a single thought. He could solve the metacrisis.
She gasped, her hand flying to cover her mouth. The metacrisis, how could she forget? It was the reason he left her in the first place. And now, now he knew how to fix it!
"How?"
"Donna, I don't know-"
"How do you fix it?"
"Donna you don't-"
"I don't care. How. Do. You. Fix. It?"
She watched him take in a deep breath and steel himself.
"A child."
She waited for him to continue. He waited for her to answer.
"That's it? We just have to find this kid and I can be DoctorDonna forever? That's not too hard."
She saw his eyes tighten and a look of desperation cross over his face. She didn't understand, why was this hurting him so?
"Doctor, what's-"
"Our child Donna. It has to be our child."
"Wha-"
Her eyes widened. As understanding washed over her she could see pain and guilt wash over him. A child would save her from the metacrisis. Would let her stay with him forever. But a child?!
"Donna."
She looked up at him as he gently grasped her arms.
"You don't have to do this Donna. I just..."
He paused, and she could see the struggle in his eyes. He closed them tightly, and his grip tightened as well.
"I couldn't live the rest of my life without knowing that I tried everything to get you back, searched every corner of the universe until I could find a way to stop the metacrisis."
He looked at her then, trying to convey everything in one look. She tried to understand, but was too overwhelmed to make sense of it. He saw this, and pulled her in once again.
"I love you Donna. I love you so much I think I'm going crazy sometimes."
Her heart clenched in her chest. How long she had waited to hear those words from him. How long she had waited to be able to say them back and not fear rejection or humiliation. She pulled away slightly and looked up at him shyly.
"Really?"
He grinned then, and pulled her back to his chest.
"Yes Donna Noble, I really love you."
She smiled into his shoulder.
"Love you too Spaceman."
The breath had not even fully left her lungs before the pain hit. Searing and blinding hot, it pervaded all her senses and left her doubled over, only held up by his strong arms. Now she remembered why the metacrisis was so important.
"Are you alright?"
She smiled tightly up at him as the pain subsided. He led her to the bed and she sat gingerly on the edge. Taking her hand with one of his, he used the other one to rub small circles over her back.
"You have a choice to make Donna. An important one."
He dropped his hand from her back.
"But whatever your choice is, it needs to be made quickly. You won't have much more time before the metacrisis causes damage."
She looked at him, with his boyish face and endearing eyes, brilliant smile and incredible mind, and knew her choice.
