The teenage girl bounced into the center of the console room, auburn hair bouncing with each step she took. "Doctor! You'll never guess what I found!" The Doctor barely looked up as he continued to fiddle with something within the depths of the Tardis, the only visible parts of him were his white trainers flailing ever so slightly. "What did you find Ella? Is it a Firebird? Oh I do love when those show up. Occasionally they escape from the archery room. Tricky birds they are, they've been known to sneak off for a seed or two." He finished as his head popped up. He placed the mallet down on the ground and pushed his glasses back past the bridge of his nose.
"Did you know that your sonic has a twin?" She exclaimed, producing an identical blue and silver screwdriver from behind her back. The Doctor's face fell into what she had quickly learned to be known as his some-serious-shit-that's-not-okay-is-about-to-go-down face. "Where did you get that?" He fluidly rose from the floorboards to her side. Hastily he snatched it from her, pulling out his own to compare the two.
"I-I don't know….It just…materialized on my nightstand… I was going to pull a prank on you and dress up as- well you know it doesn't really matter but I didn't think the Tardis would be so kind as to supply me with this! I mean she already found me a cute little pinstriped duo!"
The Doctor mentally condemned the tardis for complying with his current companions prank. How could she accept her jokes so willingly and not his own? "But she shouldn't have given you this…couldn't have…"
"Perhaps it's just a toy?"
"Shall we have a look then?" The girl smiled, biting her lower lip in excitement as she enthusiastically nodded her head.
He waggled his eyebrows at her. "Here," he said as he threw it back to her and walked to stand a few feet in front of her. "I've set it to setting 394. Try pushing the button aiming at this." He said producing a small journal from his pocket.
"What does that do?"
"It's a Timelord Setting. I've set it so that only people with my DNA can access it. It overrides the Tardis's language set up and allows only Galifrayian to be spoken or read. All you have to do is- What are you doing?"
"Posing."
"Wha- what!? You look ridiculous!"
"I'm only posing as you do! If I'm going to use the screwdriver, I best make it as dashing as possible."
"Are you calling me dashing?" He smirked.
She rolled her eyes. "Did I say dashing? I meant idiotic. Your heads big enough as it is"
"Like you should be talking Ms. I-flip-my-hair-for-everything-cause-I'm-perfect."
"Wellllll I am… so thank you for finally admitting it." She puckered her lips and pouted in her smug moment.
"Back to the point! Speaking of point, do so and push!" she mumbled a bit and idly did so.
"Relax Doctor, I'm sure it's just a toy- There's no way the tardis would actually supply me with a-" her sentence was cut short by the buzz of a sonic, a blue light, and a shuffling of ink on the journals pages. She squeaked as the sonic flew into the air, her hands bumbling to catch it as it fell through her fingers and clattered onto the ground. She rushed to pick it up, her face scrunched up into an apology at the Doctor.
"What!" He squeaked, rushing to grab it from her. He tried a variety of different settings. "WHAT." HE licked it. "WHAT?!" Ella scrunched her face into disgust at the action. Why he always had to do this she would never know. He took his own and began to scan her-"There's no way you could have Timelord DNA I would have known, I would have felt your presence in my mind, I would have-"
"OI! Stop it!" and started swatting him away. At the familiar sound he abruptly pulled away and looked at her. Something gleamed in her hair.
"Where did you get those earrings?" Ella subconsciously touched one with her hand. "Since when were hoop earrings your thing?"
"I-I don't know! One day they just appeared on my nightstand just like the sonic! Like another gift from her! I know they're a bit out of style, specially not my kind of style, hoop earrings are SO early 2000s. Not that you would know that or anything about fashion trends…" She eyed him up and down as her lips frowned. "But…I don't know there's just something about them. I like them…they're…nice- why am I explaining my fashion choice to you, you wear suits and trainers for Gods sake!" The doctor's face changed composure as Ella could imagine a cartoonish light bulb flickering on above his head. "Ella…" He started out slowly. "What did you say your mums name was again?"
"Me mum?...like the mums or me MUM?"
"Your biological mother…."
"OH….yea I don't know." She pointed at herself with her index finger and thumb sticking out. "Adopted remember?"
"And you never bothered to ask or find out?" Her face fell slightly and she began to fidget.
"I didn't want to." The Tardis hummed solemnly, in tune with its occupants emotions. She sent comforting, encouraging waves towards the girl. She cleared her throat. "I was scared…that…well….scared to find out why my own parents wouldn't want me." It became eerily quiet in the Tardis, despite all of space and time around them. The Tardis encouraged her waves towards her other occupant. She deserves to know.
The doctor took a few steps closer to the girl. She had the same light chocolate eyes- even the same smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose! She was tall, long, and a streak of nothing. She resembled a very young, girl version of him. The only staggering difference was her auburn hair….
"They wanted you more than you could ever know." She looked up at him; emotionless as hurt tumbled inside of her. Just like her mother.
"Yea like you could have known." She laughed lightly, trying to blow it off with a wave of her hand turning around to head towards her room. This was not something she wanted to talk about. In fact, it was something she hated talking about. Knowing how un-important she was to her own parents. Pft, forget her parents- the whole world, the universe! She had spent her early adolescence being shipped off from foster home to foster home. It wasn't until she had turned 16 this year that she had decided to finally run away from the scrambled mess that was her life. And no one cared. No missing poster signs went up- because no one missed her. So she ran, and ran and ran until she sought to find some shelter from a rather blistery stormy sky. And she found that shelter inside a little blue box that just so happened to be bigger on the inside that it was on the outside.
"You're not unimportant." She stopped dead in her tracks.
"Hold on I didn't say that out loud...How did you-"
"And…" He trailed off, mustering as much courage as could, and an inevitable hand came behind his head to rub his neck. "She did want you more than anything. I would know." He shoved them inside his pockets as his oncoming storm face took place once more.
"Because I've wanted you more than anything too."
