Hello! So I've been busy with school but here's the next chapter, I'm pretty proud of this one, it's a bit sad, and sweet, and YES I BROUGHT BACK THAT WONDERFUL SCARF! xDDDD Rejoice my fellow Whovians xD
Anywho, here it is, enjoy! May the Force be with you my fellow Time Lords
"So, what about food, or clothes, you know, what normal people pack on a trip." Victoria asked rubbing the back of her hair. The Doctor laughed, "Out of time and space I just gave you, and you want to know about clothes and food." He looked back over at her and hit a small red button on the council. The Doctor silently noted the adrenalin wearing off, leaving the young girl nearly exhausted.
"I want to see everything Doctor, but I also want a change of clothes, and some soup." Victoria smirked.
The Doctor pointed up the hall, "Turn left, then right, then go down two doors, turn left again, the wardrobe should be there on your right." She raised her eyebrows, "Um… kay…"
Victoria's bright blue eyes scanned over the house sized wardrobe. There were thousands of clothes racks filled with outfits from eras she didn't even know.
Walking over to a smaller rack near an oval mirror she combed through some of the hangers. Unsure of her surrounding she glanced behind her, assuming no one would be there.
She let her thoughts wander, which to Victoria was never a good idea.
She thought of her father, he wouldn't miss her she knew. David was a drunk now, after her mum had passed, he'd go to work, he'd come home, yell at her, then go back to the bar. The only thing that man was good for anymore was the insurance from his job. It was just enough to pay for the chemo therapy Victoria got ever other week. The only reason David cared to pay it was because she look like her mum, Victoria was the last of Jenny, he had nothing left.
Victoria wasn't guilty for leaving either, she knew David wouldn't miss her. He'd drink himself until he forgot her, just like he did Jenny.
Victoria knew she wasn't going to live much longer, she had a few months left maybe, she'd rather spend it in her own fairytales than back home in Cardiff, cleaning out her father's flat. Tending for herself while David did everything he could to stay away from her. He couldn't much look at her anymore.
She let out a sigh and ran her fingers through the roots of her blue wig before taking it off and laying it over one of the red sofas.
The Doctor looked up at the hall as Victoria walked back down the steps. He almost laughed at what she was wearing. An evergreen mini dress with a pair of grey leggings. A pair of red converse were on her feet and a long multicolored scarf, colors varying from orange and yellow to green. He remembered that scarf from when he was younger, wore the thing everywhere, Nostradamus knitted it for him!
"Nice scarf." He snickered peeking from behind the council. Victoria laughed under her breath and scratched the back of her sapphire wig. "Yeah." The Doctor patted the seat beside him. "Come here, I got something to show you." Victoria pulled taunt on her leather jacket and sat down beside him.
The Doctor pushed a couple buttons on the council before turning back to her, handing her a small white cup. "Tea?" She grinned and took it from him. "I want to see Saturn." Victoria said, "and a nap."
"Saturn? Out of the lot of time and space and you want to see a planet that is inhabited by tiny ant like beings?"
Victoria rolled her eyes and shrugged before sipping another warm mouthful of tea. "The outside of the galaxy then." She said propping her feet up on the council next to the Doctor's. "Just outside, just to see it all."
The Doctor grinned and placed his tea cup on the floor beside them.
Victoria laughed as he nearly jumped up on the council of the TARDIS, pushing at least two dozen buttons.
The TARDIS made a vwhosh vwosh before the Doctor was off again. He ran to the door of the TARDIS and finally looked back at Victoria, "Well come on!" he smiled.
Victoria raised her eyebrows and sat the small teacup down beside her. She walked over to the Doctor and crossed her arms over her chest. "What?" She asked.
The Doctor gave her his signature grin. This will get her, he thought pulling open the door.
And indeed it did.
Outside was space itself. Deep blues and blacks filled as far as the eye could see. Milky gas swarmed in uneven patterns. Dozens of tiny planets and moons spun in a swirl centered around a gigantic glowing star.
Victoria's sea blue eyes doubled in size. She looked up at the Doctor. Her face turning bright red. "How'd we get here…?" she muttered. The Doctor smiled, "Space travel."
"How- how are we breathing?"
"Shields."
She peeked her head out of the TARDIS, grinning ear to ear. "It's wonderful-" Her sentence ended short with a scream. The floor slipped from her black boots, and she found herself falling.
Wait. This was falling. This was flying. Something grabbed hold of her ankle keeping her close to the TARDIS. "Welcome to the universe Victoria," The Doctor laughed under his breath, "Next stop. Everywhere."
The Doctor let out a sigh and gazed out at the stars. Though Victoria hadn't said it herself he knew the reason she had came. The reason she left Earth behind. Death was approaching, and the clock was ticking for the young girl. He could see it in her tired sapphire blue eyes.
He wouldn't let himself get attached, he'd show her a few planets, couple moons, and send her back home.
But what if she wouldn't make it…?
He hadn't thought of that. Many of his companions had died though. To many. Romana was gone now… killed in the Time War… and Susan, God, his precious granddaughter. Amy, and Rory, and-
"Victoria, I think it's time to come in now, the shields don't like to last long this far out." The Doctor said drawing his mind out of his dark thoughts.
The curse of the Time Lords was a harsh one, a burden and a gift…
