This fanfic section is so long I am going tobreakinto parts not sure how many parts yet. IthoughtThiswould work better. The first partjustas the title says. Thenext part will be the Doctor and Lord M. Enjoy part 1.
17 March 1883,
The winds were rustling strange sounds which woke Queen Victoria. She slow rise from her bed in search of the source of the strange sounds. The Queen asks her staff if they hear the strange wind they say no and try to prompt her to think it was a storm approaching. But the Queen refuse to believe such a notion. She was determined to go find the sound herself if no one would help her. She was reaching the final stairwell that lead to the front door of the palace. Before reaching the door she looked out the window.
And something startling her beyond belief a blue big box swirling through her woods. The Queen was frightening so she rushed down the stairs so fast that she stumbles. The Queen topples down flight of stairs before reaching the door that open. The light cast upon a shadow of an male that he kneels upon her.
"Clara" in husk Scottish voice
"Good sir, I am no Clara, I am Queen Victoria. I have fallen and I can't get up." She reaches for a hand to grasp on to lift her up.
The Scottish man takes her hand and kisses it as any loyal supporter and subject should.
The man apologizes, "Forgive me my Queen, for let me assist you. for you can call me the Doctor."
The Doctor lays her on the bed gently as he can He examines her like an doctor in the field of medicine would. Before The Doctor proceeds he formally asks the Queen,
"May I, examined you my Queen. To see your injuries?"
"I see I have no other alternative for my doctor is not with me at the present time. So yes you may."
"Thank you, Ma'am now. please don't be..."
Before the Doctor continued the Queen stop him,
"What did you call me?"
"Ma'am" The Doctor reply
"Don't call me that only one man calls me that do you understand doctor whoever you are." The Queen hisses.
"Forgive me... " paused was about to called her ma'am but he stops and continues." Forgive me, my Queen, I was just want to inform you not to be frighten for I have this tool I use to asses all my patients. I have invented, it is call a sonic-screwdriver."
Victoria giggles "Sonic-screwdriver, may I please this tool of ours Doctor."
"As you wish my Queen."
He shows the sonic-screwdriver to her. She is marveled at its design. She had no words to describe the beauty in such a tool so the Queen tells the Doctor,
"You may proceed, Doctor"
"Thank you, my Queen. I am going to lift your gown so my tool can scan your legs and asses you injuries."
It takes two mins for the sonic to put information from into the TARDIS which then the TARDIS sent a telepathic sensory to the Doctor of the Queen injuries.
The Doctor informs the Queen of her injuries to her legs he helps her administer a therapeutic method to ease the pain.
The Doctor sits by the Queens legs and starts lightly messaging them as he messaging them she was curious to know a few things.
"Doctor, why I did you refer to me as a woman name Clara?" Who is she?"
"Clara, was a like a wife to me, my assistant, companion, carer. Forgive me, but you look so much like her, and I thought she was you."
"You refer to her in a past sense. Did she died in your hands Doctor." Victoria asks
"Yes she did."Doctor sighs for the pain was in his locked in his memory.
"I'm sorry, Doctor. was she young?"
"Yes." Doctor reply
" And you were old" the Queen notes
The Doctor nods; Queen sighs,
"It is shame, loving someone you shouldn't? Isn't orb Doctor."
The Doctor nods
"You remind of my Lord M. My former prime minister, friend, companion, and what did you call your Clara, a carer, yes he was a cater of mine. The one I thought I wanted to spend the rest of my life with." Mustarding the tears "But he did not want me he didn't love me because he thought I was too young for him. He was right Doctor, I mean almost right."
The Doctor couldn't hold it in "You are wrong." He hope he whisper.
"Excuse me, Doctor!"
"I am sorry, my Queen but you are wrong? Lord M, he loved you, he loved you so much he had to let go. He didn't to burden you with such scandal during your early reign. You help him, you saved him from heartache, he said,
Love is about scarfing all things for the one person who matters most. The Queen is what matters most."
Queen shedding tears screams, all she wanted to do was to get out of bed and scream at him but at least she could do was scream,
"How do you know this ?!! Who are you Doctor?!?
Why have you become here?!? To torture with this??!?"
Doctor sighed, " There is no easy way to say this my Queen, but I know all this, because I was there when Lord M wrote it in his journal during his final moments of life."
The Doctor take a small notebook from jacket pocket opens the book to the proper page, hands the book to the Queen. The Doctor informs her,
"Read 24 of November 1848 entry, my Queen."
The Queen said nothing and did as the doctor asked as she read the following entry from Lord M's journal
24 November 1848
Dear Journal,
This is my final entry my breath is leaving mybodyslowly but my words in this final entry will remain strong. For I want to write about Love, how love changes all things for better and the worst but Word of God on love remains the purest of them of all love never fails never dies it remains. And when I leave this earth onto to heaven my love for Queen Victoria will remain forever and always. Love is about scarfing all things for the one person who matters most. The Queen is what matters most to me. Even though she not bymyside I will close my eyes and have her with me.As take my last breath I will utter her name for she will always last forever love.
And asI lay medown to sleep I pray my lord my soul to keep. I pray my ma'am's reign will succeed beyond my expectations for she has exceeded mine
Goodbye world, and my ma'am
Will Remain faithfully your Lord M
The Queen couldn't breath her heart racing and then everything went dark and all she could hear was faint cries of the Doctor calling her to come back to him.
Two days later
"My Queen" The Doctor seeing that the Queen was walking up.
The Queen's eyes slowly opens her eyes to see The Doctor treating her with a cold towel over her head. She asks silently
"How did you get this journal from Lord M?"
"He gave it to me when he died. He told to give to you." Doctor admits
Queen then asks, "But he died about 40 years ago. How are old you Doctor?"
" I am about 2.000 years old, my Queen."
"That is not possible" Queen notes
" That is the thing for I am impossible, and if you must know I am not from this earth. I am a time lord who can travel through space and time. Then one day when I read the story of Lord M. I just couldn't stand the idea of his man who remind so much me of scarfing so much for the woman he love just like I did. I am not going to let happen again."
"Doctor, have you gone mad?"
"No my Queen, you need to listen to me you and Lord M love each other and neither should be dying here alone."
"Dying, Doctor I am dying"
He nods
"How long?"
"Exactly, 18 years, my Queen. That should take long enough?"
" Long enough for what?" Queen asks
The Doctor take out another journal hands it the Queen and says,
"To write about you and him."
How she understood, "I see. Doctor but before I write about anything. I need to know how you and Lord M met"
"As you wish my Queen?"
And the Doctor begins to tell the tale of he and Lord M met.
Part 2 coming
