Chapter 2: Not My Doctor
A/N- Yep, another chapter is up already. I figured because I already have 18 chapters written and the last chapter was short, I could put one up now. I'll try to put a chapter up every week or two. This chapter will give a little more info on the character and why she's in the past. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, it belongs to BBC
In The Light- The Lumineers
Time, give me my yesterdays
Save it for all you had in your eyes, I have gone away
She was running now. Running in front of Rose and some random guy with big ears and a leather jacket. Behind them were, of course, the living plastic stiffly running to caught them.
She was used to running like this and it brought a lopsided grin to her face. This was her favourite part about being with the Doctor— the running. Running was her daily exercise thanks to the Doctor and their adventures. She could swear she could enter a marathon run and come in first with all the running she did.
As they ran, she noticed the elevator she came down in. "This way!" She yelled to them as she opened the lift doors.
They piled in. As the doors was about to close, one of the living plastic reached its arm in between the doors, stopping it from closing. The man grabbed the arm and tugged on it until he pulled it right off. The doors closed and she let out a sigh of relief.
"You pulled his arm off," Rose said in disbelief.
"Yep," he throw the arm to Rose. "Plastic," he put simply and then turned to her. "You're a bit of a runner, aren't you?" The man commented as if he was sizing her up.
She simply shrugged. There was something very familiar with this man that made her feel uneasy.
Rose looked from her to the man in front of them. "Very clever. Nice trick!" Rose remarked looking slightly frantic. "So who were they then, your friends? Is this a student thing or what?" Rose asked her.
She groaned. "Not this again."
"Why would you think she did this?" He asked Rose.
"I don't know," Rose remarked.
"Well apparently you do know because you keep saying it!" She snapped. She was tired, lost and confused, this girl was only making her feel worse the more she accused her.
The man raised his eyebrow like he was saying: she has a point.
"Well 'cos to get that many people dressed up and being silly, they got to be students," Rose replied and looked at her than back to the man.
"That make sense," he chimed. "Well done."
"Yeah, okay, it makes sense but the problem is I didn't do it so, it's not students!" She shouted in frustration.
If she learned anything from her time with the Doctor it was that the explanations that made the most sense were never the correct ones.
"She's right, they're not students," he stated darkly in a way that reminded her of someone.
Still not believing them Rose spoke, "Whoever they are, when Wilson finds them, he's going to call the police." Rose looked at her when she said the last part.
"Who's Wilson?" The man asked.
"Chief electrician," Rose responded.
"Wilson's dead," they both said at the same time.
The elevator doors opened and the man stepped out. Rose looked at her in a mix between confusion, astonishment and anger.
"That's just not funny," Rose hissed.
"Wasn't trying to be funny," she mumbled as they both started existing the elevator.
"That's sick!" Rose snapped looking pointedly at her.
Suddenly the man grabbed Rose's shoulders and pulled her to the side.
"Hold on. Mind your eyes," he instructed.
Her heart froze. It couldn't be, she thought. The man had pulled something out of his pocket. At first she thought nothing of it until he used it. The noise and the way he used it was so familiar but it couldn't be. The man had a sonic screwdriver and the only man that carried something like that around was the Doctor. She was frozen in her spot unable to move, Rose was shouting something at the both of them but she wasn't paying attention.
The Doctor, or who she thought was the Doctor, ran passed her and snapped her out of her daze. The Doctor obviously didn't recognize her which meant he forgot about her or he was a past Doctor. She hoped that the Doctor wouldn't completely forget about her. This meant that he was a past Doctor which meant that she really shouldn't be there.
The Doctor walked speedily down a corridor and Rose and she followed.
"They're made of plastic," he responded to a question Rose probably asked. "Living plastic creatures. They're being controlled by a relay device in the roof," he added.
The roof! She thought. She never thought about checking the roof for anything.
"Which would be a great big problem if I didn't have this," the Doctor kept talking and then stopped and pulled out a small bomb or, at least, what she thought was a bomb. "So, I'm going to go up there and blow them up, and I might well die in the process, but don't worry about me." He commented as he opened a back door.
Yep, she thought as he pushed them through the door, this was definitely the Doctor.
"Go on. Go and have your lovely beans on toast," he grinned but then turned serious. "Don't tell anyone about this, because if you do, you'll get them killed."
She tried not to roll her eyes. She could always tell when the Doctor was lying. Although she knew what he said was partially telling the truth, people did tend to die after being associated with him.
He shut the door behind him. Rose looked like she was about to ask her something when the door opened again.
"I'm the Doctor, by the way. What's your names?" He asked them.
"Rose," Rose replied stunned.
He looked at her. "It's Kittredge," she responded weakly.
He smiled madly at them. "Nice to meet you, Rose and Kittredge. Run for your lives!" He then closed the door again.
Rose looked around completely in shock. "I think when he says run, he really means run," Kittredge offered, noticing how unsure Rose looked.
If there's one thing Kittredge learned from the Doctor it was that when he told you to run, you probably should listen to him.
Rose nodded her head stiffly and they both started running into the streets. Kittredge wished Rose would run a little bit faster but she couldn't blame her. This was a lot to take in and in such a short period of time. Even Kittredge was still in shock from finding out that that man in the building was the Doctor.
"Let's get across the street," Kittredge suggested wanting to be as far away from the building when it explored.
Rose simply nodded and they walked across it speedily. Rose looked to be in a complete daze as she didn't seem to notice the car coming towards her. Kittredge noticed though and pulled her back just in time.
"T-thanks," Rose muttered.
Kittredge shrugged. "No big deal," she gave Rose a smile.
They finished crossing the rest of the way. When they got onto the other side, Rose stopped.
"How are you so-" But Rose never got to finish her sentence because a large explosion interrupted and the building they ran from was set ablaze.
Kittredge shook her head. "So like the Doctor to do this," she mumbled under her breath.
Suddenly, Rose took off running. Kittredge tried to catch up to her seeing as she had nowhere else to go but stopped dead after a few feet. There right beside her was the Tardis. This Doctors' Tardis, she thought bitterly.
She moved slowly towards it. It looked exactly the same as hers. She touched it but pulled her hand back quickly like it burned to touch. She took the necklace that was around her neck off. Attached to the necklace was the Tardis key. She looked at it and then at the Tardis. Part of her wanted to go inside. Maybe once she was inside it would be her Tardis and her Doctor would be standing there telling her to hurry up and come inside so they could go on their next adventure. She gripped the key in her hand and squeezed it. She knew that wasn't going to happen though. This wasn't her Tardis and her Doctor was definitely not going to be inside. She was alone.
"Oh, Kit, you're never truly alone," spoke a female voice behind her.
Kit jumped around and came face to face with a beautiful woman. The women had gold hair and gold eyes. She wasn't exactly young looking but she wasn't really old either. She wore a blue dress and had a blue pendant around her neck.
"What did you just say?" Kit didn't like the feeling that this woman had basically read her mind.
The women just chuckled silently to herself. "A bit rude," she laughed. "I thought the Doctor taught you better manners but then again he's a bit rude himself, isn't he?"
Kittredge jaw dropped. "How did you—who are you?" She asked in astonishment.
"Sorry, I'm not very good at the whole conversation thing. Haven't done it much," She replied. "I'm the um… ship. Oh what do you call me again?" She asked more to herself.
"The Tardis?"
"Yes that's it! I'm the Tardis!" She smiled happily.
Kit opened her mouth and then closed it and opened it again. "What? How?" She asked confused. She had never seen the Tardis do this ever.
"I'm using a human body. Which means we don't have long to talk or the body will burn up. You see I can't do this kind of thing a lot, just here and there. It's dangerous, you see, but the situation is too important to think about that," the Tardis explained.
"Are you here to take me back?" Kit asked, not sure what could be so important that the Tardis had to use a human body to talk to her. Not to mention, she was tired and really just wanted to go home.
The Tardis sighed sadly. "Okay, time to explain. As you know Kit, a lot of people don't like the Doctor and he has made many enemies over his life time. Well, some of them, actually a lot of them, have gotten together to kill him," she explained.
"Okay but what does this have to do with me being here?" Kit asked.
"I'm getting there," The Tardis waved her off. "Anyway, the Dalek made this machine using Time Lord technology," she paused looking to see if Kit was getting where she was going.
"They-they made a time machine," Kit stuttered, fear coursing through her veins. If they could travel through time, then they could anticipate the Doctors' moves and actually manage to kill him.
"Yes, Kit, that's what they're planning," she stated softly.
"Then why am I here in 2005?" She asked in frustration, running her hand through her red hair.
"Ah, well you see, this is a very important time in the Doctor's life and the Dalek know that. So they're sending different creatures to stop him throughout his time line starting now," the Tardis explained. "If one fails than another will try at a different point in his life."
"Then why am I here?" Kit questioned.
"Because Kittredge, you have to stop this from happening! You're the only one who can. The Doctor can't cross his own time stream and I don't trust anyone else. You have to do this. You have to save my Doctor," she pleaded desperately.
"But won't I be messing with the time stream by being here?" Kit asked.
"No, as long as you keep all the main events the same, it'll be fine and trust me you'll know if something is off with the time stream. After you're done with this then I can erase you from his memory and send you back. But be careful Kit, don't be blabbing about who you are. The more he knows about you, the harder it is to erase his memory," the Tardis told her.
"Okay, okay so let's me just summarize. You want me to travel with this Doctor to stop the Doctor's enemies from killing him, who, by the way, have traveled back it time to do so," she spoke.
"Pretty much, yeah," she replied. "And I'm sorry Kit, but this will be a long and slow journey but it will be worth it," she told her.
"But-"
"I'm sorry Kit, but I have to go. I can already feel this body burning up but I'll be right by your side, I promise," she rushed.
Kit nodded. "I guess I'll just stand here and wait for the Doctor to come," she mumbled.
"Oh sure because that won't look suspicious and strange. Come one Kittredge, think! I know this is a lot to take in but don't forget to think!"
Kit knew she was right. It would probably look a little weird to be just standing right by the Tardis then pretend she didn't know who or what he was.
"Than what do I do?" Kit asked.
The Tardis laughed. "Just follow the arm," she answered, her eyes looking over her.
"The arm?" Kit asked and looked around. Kit turned back to ask the Tardis more questions but she had disappeared. She looked around but there was no one.
Follow the arm? She pondered to herself. What arm? Then she remembered. Rose had been still carrying the plastic arm the Doctor tossed to her. Follow the arm, follow Rose? Was that what she meant? Kit thought.
She shrugged not having any better plan. She took out her sonic screwdriver and followed the energy signal that the arm left behind.
She followed the arm for what felt like most of the night until she was too exhausted to go any further. She had ended up in a park and sat on a bench. She put her sonic back in her pocket and lied down.
She was finally able to think about what the Tardis had said early to her. She didn't know if she could do this, be with the Doctor but have him know nothing about her, nothing about the things they've been through or how much they care about each other. If anything she was nervous. She didn't even know if this Doctor would like her.
She sighed and looked up at the stars. She wondered if her Doctor knew what happened to her, if he knew why she left or if he simply thought she was dead.
Before she could think more about it she drifted off to sleep.