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Charmed Season - ?!
Character(s) - Piper
Doctor Who Season/Series - It really fits with any Doctor, in any particular episode. Just picture his companions...off somewhere, at the moment. :D
Character(s) - The Tardis and The Doctor. Whichever regeneration you'd like (I pictured Ten or Eleven but whatever).
Disclaimer - I don't own Doctor Who, Charmed, or the very magnificent TARDIS.
Charmed Meets Doctor Who: That Old Blue Box
It was the most beautiful blue Piper had ever seen. Deep and mysterious, royal and proud, and just dark enough of a shade to promise something unexpected wherever it went. The bulb on top shone bright, even in the daylight; and the windows seemed to be smiling from the light within.
Why it said 'Police Box' was beyond her, and the sign that ordered (in big, bold print) to 'Pull To Open' was simply silly as you didn't pull to open, you pushed, but none of that was her favorite thing about the box. Not at all. In fact, the appearance, although beautiful to the Charmed One, was second or maybe even third on the list of things she adored about the Doctor's Police Box.
Her favorite thing about the TARDIS was how it – no, she – felt. Piper could place a hand on one of the wooden sides and feel it's warmth and how worn and tired it was, how big and beautiful and wonderful and forever the ship was, and how much it could hold; she had never known something to hold so much sadness and longing and...at the same time, possess an infinite amount of peace and contentedness.
The time machine was much more than its name suggested – perhaps Piper would go so far as to say it wasn't a machine at all. She was a person. A something, a species, made for one single purpose in the last ages of her long, forever life; to accompany a lonely man.
They were lonely together, Piper mused. Abruptly she realized she'd pressed her forehead against the frame and was stroking the TARDIS again, and she leaned back with a small smile.
Truly, in all her experience with inhumanly things, this was the most elegant, superbly wondrous and stunning object she had ever had the pleasure of laying her eyes upon. It was alluring in the softest, sweetest way – like a low lullaby murmured by a mother.
She hadn't gotten it before – why the blue box was important, why the Doctor was so tied to it – but now she did.
The immortal alien wasn't tied to the TARDIS – she was tied to him. Whatever the ship's reasons, it was magnificent to see such an unlikely companionship lasting beyond time, after space. Piper thought it was kinda dazzling.
Sometimes she spoke to the ship. Not that she'd let anyone catch her doing it, of course – she couldn't let everyone know how much of a softie she was becoming, could she? – but she figured the poor gal deserved it.
Now she whispered words into the wood for the last time, loving how she could feel the content hum of the ship's response beneath her palms.
"You keep looking after him, alright?" Piper could almost see the TARDIS nodding; perhaps she could, the ship was telepathic.
"..You know, you're kind of an angel. I would know, being married to one." She sniffed back tears. Tears of getting a splinter in her eye, definitely, not of sadness that accompanied such a sorrowful departure.
"Thank you for staying with a lonely man...all those years. It's a...a beautiful thing."
She sniffed again, letting one hand linger longer than the other.
"Just like you."
A pulse vibrated through her fingers, one so warm and startling and the teeniest bit ticklish she began to laugh. The TARDIS was telling her goodbye! Better than that, the ship was cheering her up, too.
It was with more reluctance than ever than Piper finally took her hand away. When she heard the door of the small blue door opening, she quickly wiped any trace of tears from her eyes.
"Doctor." She greeted. Somehow he'd known the exact moment to come out, and she silently thanked him for it. She dared not say it aloud, even though this was the last time she might ever see of him.
The witch breathed in deep, calling on all of her strength for this next part.
She'd bid the ship farewell; now it was time for the man.
A/N: Because the tardis deserves some love, too. Lol Did I just make a PiperxTARDIS pairing? 'Cause I had no intention of that. This was soo not that.
Anyway, this was just a fun little one-shot. The context would probably be Piper deciding that her husband and children (and the Innocent community of San Fransisco) need her too much for her to be time travelin' 'round the 'verse. So...she's bidding that life a fond farewell. At least she has enough power to make it out alive, lol.
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