Yay I have a review! Thank you Valerie E. Mackin for your wonderful review! Now, this story totally made sense in my head but it may be difficult to understand because, well, I'm not all too good of a writer. But I hope you have a good time reading. P.S. somnium-populus means dream-people in latin.
"In simple terms I am the ghost of Christmas Past."
The Doctor studied her closely. "Psychic projection," He concluded slashing a hand straight through the figure. The fake Rose Tyler nodded, "So dear why did you call the somnium-populus for help?" The Doctor asked the TARDIS. He got a low groaning noise in response. "I am not depressed." He frowned at the machine. He looked back at Rose. "Well I hope I fell asleep somewhere comfy." Rose's figure disappeared and landed above him and next to the TARDIS console. "Oi, what are you doing!" he yelled running up the stairs.
"I am going to show you something." She said simply turning a switch and pressing a button.
"Show me wh-" but before he was able to finish his sentence the TARDIS vanished and they were standing on a balcony.
The balcony led down to different apartments, each with a window which glowed light yellow. The Doctor wrapped his coat tight around him as a harsh breeze blew through.
"Well you could have taken me somewhere warm at least." He pouted. Rose ignored him turning to the window behind them
"You know where we are right Doctor?" she asked gesturing to the window. The Doctor turned looking through and spotted four figures. Two blond headed woman, a black man and very, very familiar man in a pinstriped suit. He walked up to the window placing a hand lightly on it. Inside laughter could be heard as the group ate Christmas dinner. "It's a memory, you can't interact with them."
"I knew that," He said sending the projection a hard glare and turning back to the window, "Thanks for ruining the moment." The figure lightly touched his arm and suddenly they were past the window and inside the room. The laughter was louder now as they smiled at each other's jokes and small smile graced the Doctors face.
"Do you know why I brought you here?" She asked looking at the group. He turned with a questioning gaze. "I brought you here to show you what you used to be." His eyes hardened.
"You mean when I was a good man." He said quietly as if not to bother the unsuspecting group. Rose nodded.
"But somewhere in yourself you are still the same man. You don't ruin people's lives." She told him. The Doctor shook his head turning away from the happy scene and walking over to the door. He didn't want to relive these memories over again because after they finished all that was left was pain. The projected Rose gave the past reincarnation of the Doctor one last fleeting look before they both vanished.
Reappearing in a beautifully architectured ball room, the Doctor looked over spotting another blond woman. Is it Rose again? He thought, but as she turned he noticed she was different. "Astrid." He whispered. Astrid smiled at him and he gave her a confused look. "I thought you said they couldn't see me?" he asked Rose.
"They can't." She said as the same man they saw last time, the last version on the Doctor, walked past them except now, instead of a pinstriped suit he was dressed in a black tuxedo. "You remember her?"
"Yes, of course." He said looking at the pair. "I remember everyone." Astrid smiled at something The last Doctor said and the current gave them a longing gaze.
"She sacrificed herself for everyone on this ship, everyone on the earth including you." Rose told him. The Doctor nodded sadly. "She was a hero."
"She is a hero." The Doctor said sharply and looked at the ground, swallowing a lump in his throat. "I don't want to remember anymore."
"Well you can't leave." She told him and the Doctor smirked.
"What if I just wake up." He said screwing his eyes shut and just like that they vanished.
Another chapter done! I hope it lived up to your standards and I hope to have the next chapter done with before the weekend hits here in America.
