Hi, I was feeling generous so here's another chapter. Shorter than the last but it got me to 10,000 words! Hope you like! :) x
"Amy, Amy, Amy. Little old stupid Amy. Do you really think I love you? Me? A 900 year old Timelord love a weak pathetic 21 year old child. Really?" The Doctor said patronizingly as if he was talked to 7 year old Amelia not Amy. "This isn't you." Amy said in almost a whisper, even though the words were not out the true Doctors lips they still hurt. "Isn't it? I look like him, talk like him, have every memory he has. Who are you to say I am not him?" The Doctor spat. Amy couldn't reply she didn't know what to say but the Doctor did and continued talking. "The girl who didn't make sense, well guess what Amelia you still don't. You're messed up, who sleeps with another man hours after the death of their husband. Tell me that Amelia." The Doctor said, eyebrows raised and lips ready for the next attack. Now though Amy had had enough. "Firstly who ever you are my name is not Amelia it's Amy. Second you're not my Doctor, your some imposter or clone because my Doctor is not that cruel and heartless and finally..." Amy was cut off mid rant by an unexpected voice behind her. "Amy, who are you talking too?" The voice said. Amy whipped round to see River standing there a mixture of shock and worry on her face. "The Doc..." Amy started to say only to find that the corridor was empty with no Doctor in sight. Amy happy to see the back of the imposter quickly ran over to River and gave her a hug. "You wouldn't believe how pleased I am to see you." Amy said over Rivers shoulder.
"What are you talking about? We only split up a few seconds ago." River said confused.
"This thing it's playing mind games, come on lets keep moving." Amy said and ran down the corridor, River on her tail.
The Doctor, at this moment in time, was dragging a large Tardis panel towards an half constructed Tardis console when Idris began to talk. "You're like a 9 year old trying to rebuild their bike in their bedroom." Idris said.
"Was that a compliment?" The Doctor asked, in confusion.
"I'm not sure. I doubt it though; mad man like you must get a lot of that." Idris said, absent mindedly picking up random computer chips. "Me mad. I'm not mad, slightly ludicrous, but not mad." The Doctor said, still heaving along the giant panel. "Yes keep telling yourself that dear." Idris replied still fiddling with the chips. The Doctor lost his patients. "Seeing as we're talking, with mouths I'd just like to say you weren't always reliable." The Doctor said like a little boy trying to redeem himself.
"Oh, in what way?" Idris replied, a hint of anger in her voice.
"You never always took me where I wanted to go." He retorted and started to walk back to the panel. "No but I always took you where you needed to go!" Idris yelled. This took the Doctor by shock, not because she was completely wrong but because what she said was true. "Yes, you did. Wait wouldn't it be amazing if we talk like this all the time even when your back in the box?" The Doctor replied running leaps and bounds back to Idris. "But that's impossible you know I wasn't built in that way. I stretch across all space and time and you run around and talk and bring home strays." Idris said. Suddenly she dropped the chips in her hands, clutched her chest and fell onto the Doctor. "How long do these body's last?" Idris asked, still in pain. The Doctor quickly pulled out his sonic screwdriver and took a reading of her. "You're dying." He said upsettingly.
"Well of course I am I was never meant for a flesh body I would blow its casket." Idris said, standing herself back up. The Doctor didn't reply he was still in shock. "Oh come on. What are you waiting for?" Idris said, staring at the Doctor intently. The Doctor realising what Idris meant leapt back to the panel and started to heave it down the hill.
Hope you like! :) x