Authors Notes: Yeah this is complaining pretty much. but hey we get to meet the Yeti :D

My Love

Chapter 10

Step 1

She had been keeping to herself again. He wasn't even going to ask her why. He knew why, it was because of him and his stupid mouth, lousy temper, and crap jealousy.

This morning when he was making breakfast he was sure it was because he moved so fast, she jumped and cringed away from his hand. He was just holding his hand out for the Jam. But it was the face, and the way she looked that made him wonder if his wife was a bit abusive toward her, or perhaps her nanny.

He looked out of the cottage seeing Eve drawing the creek and waterfall. She had a great ability to draw, but not paint. He tired to get her to paint the glade for him. She just shook her head and went back into the woods to draw. Now that he thinks of it, perhaps she was just saying no she didn't want to paint, not that she couldn't. The Doctor sighed to himself and leaned against the door frame. Just what could he do to make her feel better, he wasn't looking for forgiveness. He wanted his baby back.

He suddenly jumped when the sun went down behind the cliffs.

"Eve it's a full moon tonight come inside or the Yeti's will get you." He called and went inside. He was going to make her favorite food, she loved chicken and dumplings. Although she falls asleep almost right after eating it though.

He already had the chicken on to boil and Eve still wasn't inside. He wasn't to sure what was going on the sun had already gone down and the sky was orangish pink now. He looked outside the window just in time to see a yeti walking toward an unsuspecting Eve who must not have heard him earlier.

The Doctors hearts skipped a beat and he was out the door just in time to see the Yeti look over Eves paper and at the picture. How odd? The Doctor stood there and watched the creature as he just watched her draw on the piece of paper.

"Its not that good." Eve told the giant as she continued to draw. So she knew it was there. "My mom was so much better at drawing then I ever will be. Her birthday would have been tomorrow, and I always drew her a picture…I don't know why I still do it. She's gone." Eve said throwing the piece of paper on the ground.

"You still have your dad." A voice…the creature actually had a workable language the TARDIS could understand.

The Doctor hid so they couldn't hear him. Perhaps this is just what Eve needed an outside source to talk her troubles to. Even if it was an oversized yeti.

"It's a difficult situation, he didn't even know I existed till three months ago…and I'm sure the fact that he was a father was thrown on his lap and he felt obligated to taking full guardianship of me." Eve watched the Yeti pick up the piece of paper and shook the dirt from it.

"I honestly don't know if he really loves me or if its just tolerating my presence. He yelled at me the other day. I'm still not to sure why. It hurt though, to be yelled at by someone who had just finished hugging me, telling me everything was going to be alright only to turn around and its not alright anymore." Eve put her head on her knees and tried not to cry.

"Kind of makes me miss my mom and the way that we were. I'm starting to think perhaps…I'm forgetting her. The way she sounded, how she felt, some of the things that she said. That hurts worse, because I loved her so much." Eve let out a short breath trying to regain composure. "I have trust issues." She whispered and held her knees closer and wiped her nose on her sleeve.

"I'm not much on feelings. Our species doesn't do much when it comes to death, because it doesn't happen that often. We live for a few hundred years, but sometimes we die from accidents. The whole village mourns and plays music while the body is burned and sent back home." The yeti handed Eve the picture. "But we never say good bye. My parents are long gone and I still give them presents. Although we burn ours so they can have them." She said and motioned toward the grave. "I think she'll like it."

Eve quietly stood up and walked toward the grave. She sat down and leaned against the tombstone. She sighed and sat the piece of paper down on her grave. She honestly didn't know what else to give her aside from an ear full.

"Sometimes I wonder what I would say to you if I saw you again. 'Where have you been?' 'take a long walk?' ' find someone new?' I think the most popular question though 'why me? Why did you have me if you knew you couldn't stay?' I feel like I'm being borrowed…rent to own. If he doesn't want me he can just give me to someone else. He got so upset the other day just because I said someone would make a good mother…not to me but to there own child." Eve forcefully pushed the tears from her eyes. She was complaining and she hated to do that, she never ever complained even if it was to cold or to hot, or if she was hungry or in pain. She never complained, she hated it.

"But I've given him my hearts, so I'm going to trust him…for whatever my hearts are worth to him. They're weak enough as it is, and they hurt." Eve gasped when she was picked up and pulled into a jacket. Her feet kind of dangled there for a minute till she actually smelled her fathers scent on the jacket. She pulled herself closer to him. She wanted to be held, she needed for him to heal her.

When the Doctor got Eve into the cottage he went to put her down on the couch but she wouldn't let him go. She dug her nails into his skin and refused to let go. It was rather painful, but a pain he deserved. She just buried her face in the nap of his neck and tried not to cry. He could feel her shaking with the effort.

"I made your favorite, want any?" He asked. She flinched at his words. She almost jumped off his lap ready to run. "Eve I'm not going to harm you. Please you've got to believe me. Have I hurt you before?" He finally was able to pull her away to look at her red face. She nodded her head yes to him. This made the Doctors hearts drop. He hurt her, how?

"I hurt you? Where? Was it in my sleep? River used to tell me I kick in my sleep."

"No…you've never hit me. You hurt me…you yelled at me. You lied to me." Uh oh…there it was. A broken promise.

"A lie?"

"You said you'd never break my hearts."

"Have I?"

"Not yet…" Eve whispered and looked down at the necklace around his neck. "but tread softly for they are ice cold and threatening to shatter." She whispered. Just as Eve spoke these words the Doctor grabbed the fleece blanket she had used previously for growing pains and wrapped her up in it and held her tightly.

"Then let me warm them back up again." He whispered. Eve curled around so her head was against her fathers chest. She could hear his hearts beating and it acted as a lullaby for her that night. It had been hard enough to sleep the past few nights so sleep tonight was very welcome. Even though the yeti's tools were loud and the roar was deafening. The Doctor watched over her all night.