Heartbreak

Hey all it's your fellow fanfiction writer. How are ya'll? So, here's the third installment of my Prompt table drabble ficlet.

Heartbreak (noun) – great sorrow, grief, or anguish

So this ficlet, if you haven't figured it, out deals with heart break. Now I could have gone the cliché route and done the Doctor and Rose after Doomsday or Martha when she figures out that the Doctor only has eyes for Rose. But I didn't do either of those. There is one other person that was subject to seeing some rather terrible things while she was traveling with the Doctor.

This ficlet focuses on the dynamo that is Donna Noble.

Specs of the fic:

Takes place after "The Doctor's Daughter" but before "Silence in the Library"
Also this is in Donna's POV
One final thing: Italics, when I'm not using them to signify my notes on the story, denotes flashback.

I hope that you enjoy this story!

P.S.: I still don't own anything dealing with the Doctor Who Franchise.

Heartbreak

"Why must there be sadness," I asked with tears in my eyes. I haven't felt this sad since my dad died. I wondered just how I got here to this point…

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"God she's thick. Months I had to put up with her. Months! A woman who can't even point to Germany on a map. Every day I made you coffee."

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I thought back to Lance. I remembered just how aweful he was to me…

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"Well luv, I couldn't risk you running off. I had to say yes and then I was stuck with a woman who thought the height of excitement is a new flavored Pringle. Oh I had to sit there and listen to all that yap, yap, yap. Oh Brad and Angelina, Is Posh pregnant, X Factor, Atkins Diet. Feng Shui, split ends, text me, text me, text me. Dear God the never ending fountain of fat stupid trivia. I deserve a medal."

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I hated how Lance made me feel insignificant. But I also hated that he made me believe that I could have a happy ending. Because of Lance I had my second major broken heart. But it wouldn't be my last. Since joining the Doctor on his travels I have had a constant heart ache.

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"See, the energy converter takes the lava, uses the power to create a fusion matrix, which wields Pyrovile to human. Now it's complete, they can convert millions," the Doctor said.

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My second broken heart came when I saw the Doctor lose faith in himself and question himself. He was so broken.

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"I can avert the system, so the volcano will blow them up, yes, but…that's the choice Donna. It's Pompeii or the world," the Doctor said brokenly," If Pompeii is destroyed, then it's not just history, it's me. I make it happen."

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I felt like my brother was discovering just how unfair the universe is. I hated just how upset he was that he had to make that decision.

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"Push this lever and it's all over. 20,000 people," the Doctor said.

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I knew he wouldn't do the right thing if I didn't help him. When I saw the relief in his eyes, it broke my heart just a little more. I didn't like seeing just how relieved he was that he didn't have to be the only one to condemn the people of Pompeii. But I also knew that he'd stubbornly try to be the only one to get out alive. My heart broke for him when he talked about his own planet that had burned.

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"That's just it. Don't you see Donna? Can't you understand? If I could go back and save them I would, but I can't. I can never go back! I can't! I can't! I just…can't. I can't," he said.

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I kept pushing him to save someone. I knew he'd blame himself for all that happened. I would have pushed him out the door but I knew that he had to save someone himself.

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"Come with me," he said.

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But my heart also broke when I found out the future humans kept slaves. I mean who owns slaves now-a-days. I remembered the moment clearly when my heart broke.

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"Can you hear it? I didn't need the map. I should have just listened," the Doctor said, "listen. Listen, listen, listen, listen. Oh, my head." "What is it," I asked seeing the pained expression on his face. "Can't you hear it? The singing," he asked. Then we found the caged ood. "They look different than the others," I said as we watched the ood huddle together. "That's because they are natural born ood. Unprocessed, before they're adapted to slavery. Unspoiled. That's their song," the Doctor replied. "I can't hear it," I said. Do you want to," he asked me. "Yeah," I replied. "It's the song of captivity," he said. I knew that he wanted to subtly change my mind, but I wouldn't be swayed. "Let me hear it," I replied. "Face me," the Doctor said as he touched my face, "Open your mind, that's it. Hear it Donna! Hear the music!"

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As soon as I heard the music, my heart broke. I remember feeling the utter devastation and fear that was being conveyed by the ood's song. I felt so overwhelmed by the ood and their song. Then I remembered what came next…

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"So the company cuts off their brains," I said. "And they stitch on the translator," the Doctor replied. " Like a lobotomy. I spent all that time looking for you, Doctor, because I thought it'd be so wonderful out here. I wanna go home," I said sadly. Then I looked at the doctor and saw just how upset he was.

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I thought about these moments and I felt like my heart was breaking once again. I didn't like feeling this way. But these feelings weren't half as bad as my feeling alone and in danger. I remembered that moment like it was yesterday.

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"Oh my God," I said as I watched the Doctor on the screen. "Big mistake though. Showing it to me," the Doctor said. "But who do I phone," I asked. "Cos I've got the remote control," the Doctor continued. "Doctor, what number are you on? You haven't even got a number. What do I do," I asked.

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That was only the beginning though because I remembered calling my mum and gramps. Remembering just how upset they were trying not to be.

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"Mum? You all right," I asked. I hated not being there for them. I knew that they were probably out of their minds with worry. "Donna! Where are you sweetheart," my mum asked me. I could hear my gramps in the background, "Is that her?" "Oh just finish the job," y mum said, "Your grandad's sealing us in. He's sealing the windows. Our own house, and we're sealed in! All those things they said about pollution, ozone, and carbon, they're really happening aren't they." I could hear the panic in her voice. My heart began to break because I couldn't be there to help her. "There's people working on it mum. They're gonna fix it. I promise," I tried to put as much confidence as I could in that response. "Oh, like you'd know, you're so clever," mum replied. I knew she'd get catty. "Oh, don't start. Please don't," I said. "I'm sorry. I wish you were here," she said sadly. I could hear my gramps., "Now, come on Sylvia, That doesn't help. Donna? Where are you?" I knew he had the phone. "It's sort of hard to say. You all right," I asked. "Yeah, fighting fit, yeah. Is he with you, the Doctor," he asked. I knew this was the moment my heart would shatter. Then I heard my mum say, "Oh the Doctor!" "No, I'm on my own," I said. I could feel the tears beginning to well up in my eyes. "Look. You promised he was gonna look after you," my gramps said. I could hear the worry in his voice and I knew I had to lie to him. "He will, gramps. There's…something he needs me to do. I just don't know what," I said. "Well, I mean, the whole place is covered, the whole of London, they're saying and the whole world. It's the scale of it, Donna. I mean, how can one man stop all that," he asked not even knowing that his question began to shake my faith in the Doctor. But I knew I couldn't let my gramps fear. "Trust me. He can do it," I said confidently. I could hear the unsaid goodbye as he said, "Yea, well if he doesn't, you tell him he'll have to answer to me." My heart, whatever was left of it, crumbled into tiny pieces as I replied, "I will just as soon as I see him I'll tell him."

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We got out of that mess virtually unscathed. But then we immediately got into more trouble. I didn't have any down time to cope with had happened. The Doctor, Martha and I were taken to this planet where the Doctor's DNA was extrapolated and progenated into a girl, his daughter.

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She had long blonde hair in a ponytail. She seemed to be about twenty-three in age and she was wearing cargo pants, combat boots and an olive drab tee-shirt. Then she looked at the doctor and said, "Hello Dad."

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I remember just how opposed the Doctor was to claiming Jenny.

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"Oh I know that look. See it a lot round our way. Blokes with pushchairs and frowns. You've got dad-shock," I said smugly. "Dad-shock," the Doctor said as he looked at me questioningly. "Sudden, unexpected fatherhood. Take a bit of getting used to," I explained. I watched the Doctor look at Jenny as she looked around. He had this deep sorrow in his eyes. "Donna, I've been a father before," he said to me. I was stunned, not because I didn't think he'd make a good father. I was stunned because he never said anything. "What," I asked. "I lost all that a long time ago. Along with everything else." My already sensitive heart was crushed for him. 'How can he go on,' I thought. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. Why didn't you tell me? You talk all the time, but you don't say anything," I said sadly. "I know. I'm just…When I look at her now I can see them. The hole they left, all the pain that filled it. I just don't know if I can face that every day," he replied. I could feel my heart clench in pain at just how he wasn't even going to try. "It won't stay like that. She'll help you. We both will," I said. "But when they died that part of me died with them. It'll never come back. Not now," he replied dejectedly. I looked at the utter loss in his eyes and I wanted to hug him but I knew that I would only validate his feelings. "I'll tell you something Doctor, something I've never told you before. I think you're wrong," I stated.

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I remember the look on his face when I said that to him. He looked like he was shocked someone didn't find him clever. But just when I thought the Doctor could have his happy ending…

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"I'm the Doctor, and I declare this war is over," the Doctor exclaimed as he threw down the terraforming device. "What's happening," Jenny asked. I watched the colorful smoke head to the ceiling. "The gasses will escape and trigger the terraforming process," The Doctor replied. "What does that me," Jenny asked. The doctor looked at Jenny and said, "It means a new world." I watched the two of them laughing together. But the happiness was shattered by the shot of a gun. I watched Jenny yell, "NO!" and then took the bullet that had been meant for the Doctor. "Jenny? Jenny! Talk to me Jenny," the Doctor pleaded as he held her in his arms. I could feel my already broken hart crumbling even more and I asked, "Is she gonna be all right?" Martha, who had checked Jenny, looked at me and shook her head 'no.' I watched jenny as she said, "A new world. It's beautiful." "Jenny? Be strong now. You need to hold on D'you hear me? We've got things to do, you and me. Hey? Hey? We can go anywhere. Everywhere. You choose," the Doctor pleaded. That sounds good," Jenny said softly. I saw the tears in the Doctor's eyes and I knew it was almost over for Jenny. "You're my daughter and we've only just got started. You're gonna be great. You're gonna be more than great. You're gonna be amazing. You hear me? Jenny," the Doctor cried. I watched as he kissed her forehead.

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As I lay in my bed I just cried. I had reached a point where the pure emotions had just gotten to me. Normally if I'd reach this point I'd toy to sleep it away with the help of alcohol. I didn't have access to my normal remedy so I stayed awake. I wasn't sure how the doctor could cope with all of the heartbreak he endures. I lay in my bed and just remembered Jenny. One thing I was completely sure about was that the universe was a cold and cruel place.

~!~2 hours later~!~

I still lay in my bed. I could hear the doctor up and about. "Donna! Rise and shine Donna," the Doctor called. I didn't want to move. I just wanted to try and cope with everything that happened. I just needed some down time. But it wasn't to be, because as soon as I had that thought there was a knock at my door. "Donna," the Doctor called. I ignored him, hoping that he would go and tinker with something. "Donna, I'm coming in," I could hear the worry in his voice. I hear the door open and then close. "Donna," the Doctor asked, "Are you all right?" I finally looked at him. "No spaceman, I'm not all right." "Are you sick," he asked. I rolled my eyes at him. "What's wrong Donna," he asked as he sat in my reading chair that was next to my bed. "I don't know how you cope," I said. He looked at me puzzled. "What do you mean," he asked. "How do you cope with the heartbreak? How do you cope with all of the sadness the universe dishes out? Because, honestly I'm having problems coping," I said. I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. The Doctor took my hand in his. Then he said, "It's rather difficult for me as well. We have had some rough trips. But I just think that we are doing good things. I know that makes me feel a little better." I replied, "So what good came out of Jenny's death, because I can't honestly see it." "Jenny," he started. I could hear the hitch in his voice. "Jenny, even though she died, helped to influence a new generation on Messaline," he said. "Doctor, I am so sorry for everything that happened," I said. "Oh Donna. You don't have anything to worry about," he replied. I held his hand and said, "But really Doctor, I'm sorry." He looked at me and squeezed my hand in reply. We stayed like that for a few minutes then the Doctor stood up and said, "I'll give you ten minutes and then we will be at my very favorite planet. With shops, beaches, and restaurants galore. We are going to do some relaxing you and I." I wanted to tell him that I didn't feel up to it, but I knew him well enough to know he needed a distraction. I just nodded and he bounced away like an excited child going to Disney World. I got up and steeled myself to face the unknown.