Dark Doctor

Part Two

by

Sabrina Lonewalker

He couldn't believe what was happening to him. He had called them because he needed their help and this was how they repayed him? They put him on trial, stripped his Time Lord knowledge from him and force him to regenerate? Add to that the insult of exiling him to this stupid, paltry little planet they said he was so fond of? He was so above these paltry little apes but yet, he needed them to survive. Then, there was his beloved TARDIS, both of them trapped here. He had gone to work for UNIT because there was no other option. The woman they had assigned to work with him was intelligent by human standards but was so far beneath him.

He saw her in another light when they were working to defeat the Nestine Consciousness. She actually understood what he was saying and began bouncing intelligent ideas off of him. He was enjoying the back and forth bantering when something awakened within him he had not felt in a few centuries. Passion. He wanted her, no, he corrected himself, he needed her but, she was human and Time Lord sex was rough, to say the least but, with no other options, he decided to give it a try.

He decided that he and Caroline needed to work late into the night on the transciever they would use to disrupt the Nestine's signal. As they worked, he made sure their hands would brush against each others occasionally and that his body made contact with hers. It was done very subtely and he was well experienced in the arts of seduction. It was a little known part of Time Lord training. Before Caroline fully realized what was happening, she was pressed against a wall with his lips on hers and his hands roaming over her. She slid her arms around his neck and he smiled. She spoke in a whisper, "I want you." He spoke, "And I need you, Liz, I do." She felt his erection against her leg and it sent tremors through out her body. Then, suddenly, he ground his erection against her pelvis and she gasped in delight.

Her hands found themselves tangled in his white hair and she pulled his face down to between her breasts. He smiled inwardly and took advantage of what she offered. He reached up to her shirt and in one swift movement, he ripped it open. She moaned as his lips found her breasts, licking, teasing with his tongue, chuckling as he felt her hands on his belt buckle, her hand groping against his erection, causing him to harden even more. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, he had her on the floor beneath him, looming over her, moaning himself as she stroked him down there, taking his length in her hand. Then, he grabbed her hands in his and he was inside of her in one swift, firm thrust, causing her to arch up against him.

He kept her there most of the night, unleasing his passions, long held dormant and ravishing both her body and her mind, molding them to accept whatever he did to her. Finally, Liz was unconscious and he simply held her, revelling in what he had done and realizing that he could, indeed, do whatever he wanted. He liked this feeling and that was when he had made the decision to be what he chose to be and he liked these dark feelings. All caring about people had gotten him was more pain and heartbreak and he was tired of it. He was going to enjoy his lives his way. If the Time Lords didn't like it, that was their problem.

He felt Liz stirring beneath him and he made love to her again, drawing moans and cries from her as he made her his lover, his to do with as he chose. He continued to enjoy her charms over the next several months they spent together but, she eventually left to take a job at Cambridge University. He watched her go with a sad smile but, in a strange way, he was happy for her. Then, his new assistant almost drove him insane. Where the Brigadier had found Jo Grant was a complete mystery to the Doctor.

There was more than one time that the Doctor was sorley tempted to jettison Jo with his boot in her posterior but then, the Time Lords sent for him. It was the Omega crisis and he was paired with his earlier selves. Working with them was not easy but, he knew they had to do this to save everything. Finally, it was done and the Third Doctor said goodbye to his former selves and was returned to the lab at UNIT. He found Jo waiting for him but he was not pleased to see her. Then, he put his hand to his forehead and looked at the TARDIS console. A small, clear cube appeared there and his looked around.

"It's all coming back," He said excitedly, "All of my knowledge of Time Lord theory, the equations I need to get this old girl working again. They've forgiven me. My exile is over." He really sounded pleased and Jo looked at the floor, "I guess that means you'll be leaving soon then?" He looked at her in surprise, she actually sounded hurt. Not that he really cared what she thought but, he felt it was best to temper his satisfaction for the time being.

He ran his hand through his white hair "Well, no, not immediately, Jo, I still have to run a series of checks and make sure everything is working properly before I can go anywhere." Jo looked pleased and wanted to help but all she did was get in the way. It took all of his considerable willpower to not boot her out right there and then. He smiled, he had work to do and then, he could leave this planet.

TBC