Short one here folks! Big angsty and all that, but then, this is the Doctor(!!). Next chapter will be longer, and I promise stuff will start happening…not just everyone crying oh isn't sad yadayada etc etc
The Doctor stood in his TARDIS, looking sadly up at the console, rain still soaking into his shirt. Just an hour ago, the place had been bubbling over with laughter and happiness. The cheers as they towed the earth back home still rang in his ears, he felt shadows of arms pulling him into hugs of joy: Donna gripping him so hard he felt his head would come off, Martha's quick hug and joyful smile, and Rose laughing into his shoulder as he pulled her into a hug. The biggest family on Earth. Well. Not any more.
Just you and me again, old girl
His ship clanked briefly, shifting in the vortex, and hummed empathetically. She could feel his guilt at taking Donna's memories from her, how she would never know what she could be, what she was. She might not do what she had done with him, but he hoped more than anything that she'd be happy. Wilf would see to that. Something stung even worse though, an old wound ripped wide open then slashed at, again, and again. The Doctor slumped into a chair, his mind on Rose. Why hadn't he just told her? He knew she had only stayed with the new Doctor because he could give her what she needed more than anything: he could tell her how he felt, he wasn't afraid. He could love her, marry her, grow old with her. Much as it stung, the Doctor was still adamant he had made the right decision. Those were the very reasons he had never told her how he felt, in the hope she might find someone else she could be happy with. Who better than the human him? She could have a proper life, without death at every corner, without the man who damaged peoples lives, who tore things apart…
She could have the happy ending she deserved.
Smiling faintly at this small comfort, the Doctor shrugged off his jacket, shaking his head like a wet puppy, sending droplets of water glistening onto the console, making it hiss and steam. His eyes roamed the TARDIS for something, anything to occupy his grief and guilt ridden mind. The walls, glimmering faintly, had never seemed emptier. The Doctor lay back, eyes closed, trying to blot out everything. But his head swum with Donna's laughter, Rose's smiles that lit up the room, Rose pressed against him as she hugged him close.
The TARDIS gave a huge lurch. The console sputtered, spraying the room with sparks. The lights went out. The Doctor's head slammed into the monitor.
And everything went black.
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