Chapter 27: Father's Day

A/N- What's this? A new chapter a week early? Yep, I figured I'd post a chapter early as a Christmas gift! So Merry Christmas! I finally finished exams so I plan to write a bunch over the winter break. Hope you enjoy this early chapter and don't forget to review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, it belongs to BBC

Alix's Song- Michelle Limanni

Hang on in there baby

And you'll be alright

Close your eyes now darling

Until your faced towards the sunlight

Kit woke up in a cold sweat. She's been having nightmares since the events of Satellite Five. It felt like every other day she was having some kind of nightmare. The nightmares were fairly similar. They were always about this Doctor finding out about who she was and kicking her out. She figured the stress of keeping the secret of who she was, was making her paranoid.

It had been about a month since Satellite Five and in that month herself, Rose and the Doctor had been on a couple more trips to other planets or the future or the past. It had been fun for the most part. There was, of course, those trips that got them in danger but they always managed to save the day.

The relationship between Kit and Rose in that month had become stronger. They still argued and rolled their eyes at each other but it was more playful and less resentful. The relationship between her and the Doctor was also getting stronger. It felt like he was trusting her more and more. This should've put her mind at ease but she still felt like she was walking on egg shells. Every once in a while, she just felt like screaming that she was actually from his future but always bit her tongue before she could.

She still couldn't believe it had been a month. A month in the past. A month without her Doctor. Everyday that went by made her miss him that much more. It still felt weird traveling through space and time with a different Doctor, although, after a month it was becoming a bit more normal.

Realizing she'd probably slept most of the day away, she got up from her bed and walked into the bathroom. She took a quick shower and threw on a pair of jeans, a dark blue shirt and her leather jacket. She left her room and headed to the kitchen where she got a bite to eat. After eating, she went to the control room to find the Doctor and Rose.

Something felt wrong when she entered the control room but she didn't know what. It was like the air was stale and thick. Her body hummed with anxiousness and she shivered uncontrollably. Just as fast as it came, it disappeared. Kit shook her head and chalked it up as fatigue.

"Kit," the Doctor's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "Just in time. We were just coming to get you."

Kit pushed what just happened in the back of her mind and forced a smile. "Where we going?"

"To see my dad," Rose jumped in.

Kit gave her a questioning look. "Isn't you dad, you know, dead?"

"I'm going to see him when he was alive."

Kit looked up at the Doctor. "Is that safe?"

She knew that something like this was a bit dangerous. It was pretty close to a paradox especially the closer they were to Pete's death.

"As long as we don't intervene with anything too much, it should be fine," the Doctor reassured her.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not planning on talking to him," Rose piped in. "I just want to see him in person. See what he was like. You understand how I feel, right Kit?"

Kit shifter nervously from one foot to the other. "I guess."

"Aren't you curious what your family was like? We could probably see them too after we see my dad," Rose tried probably noticing Kit's discomfort.

It wasn't like Kit hadn't thought about see her family before they died. In fact, her Doctor had once suggested that she do it but she never could. There was a fear. A fear of being disappointed when she saw them. That maybe they weren't good people. There was also a fear that they were good people and she realized what she missed. Either one was not ideal so she just chose to not see them at all.

She rubbed the back of her neck. "Yeah… maybe."

"So, where exactly do you want to see you dad?" The Doctor asked after a moment of silence.

"I was thinking maybe my parents wedding day, nineteen eighty-five."

The Doctor grinned. "Alright then! Here we go!"

The Doctor started up the Tardis and they traveled through time. They stopped after a couple minutes. Rose rushed over to the door with Kit and the Doctor following close behind.

The minute Kit stepped out of the Tardis, the air became stale and thick like before. Her stomach felt uneasy and she shallowed bile that was trying to rise up in her throat. She took a few deep breaths but it was like she was breathing through a straw.

"You okay, Kit?" The Doctor asked with a worried expression. "You're looking paler than usual."

"Just feel a little sick," she replied truthfully. The Doctor watched her carefully and she realized that wasn't a good thing to say. "Because of all this talk about meeting dead family members. It's just making me feel upset."

The Doctor gave her a sympathetic smile. "It'll be alright. Remember, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

Kit relaxed slightly and forced a smile. "You're right. We should probably catch up with Rose."

They found Rose by a building that was obviously hosting a wedding. They got in using the Doctor's psychic paper and sat near the back. The wedding was small and there wasn't much to it but by the look on Rose face, it seemed she really didn't care. They watched Jackie and Pete exchange vows and rings.

"I, Peter Alan Tyler, take you, Jacqueline Angela Suzette Prentice," the Registrar told Pete.

"I, Peter Alan Tyler, take you, Jacqueline Suzanne Suzette Anita," Rose dad tried to repeat.

The look of annoyance and shock on Jackie's face made Kit cringe. The whole wedding was in fact cringe worthy. Even Rose looked at bit unsure. The Doctor on the other hand thought that whole thing was hilarious.

"Oh, just carry on. It's good enough for Lady Di," Jackie begrudgingly said.

"I thought he'd be taller," Rose leaned over and whispered.

"To be my lawful wedded wife, to love and behold till death us do part."

…

That should've been it. It really should have. They should've walked back to the Tardis after the reception and picked a planet to explore. They should've went to that planet and gotten in some kind of danger. They should've done all this and never mention Rose dad again. They really should have done a lot of thing but they didn't.

Instead they got back to the Tardis and Rose announced, "I want to see him again."

"Again?" Kit questioned nervously. She had just started feeling better.

"My mum used to talk about how my dad was hit by a car and how she wished someone would've been there while he died. I want to be that someone, so he doesn't die alone."

Even the Doctor looked a bit unsure. "November the 7th?"

Rose nodded. "1987."

The Doctor started up the Tardis again and Kit actually wanted to cry. Something was very wrong with her and she didn't know why but she knew it had something to do with Rose dad. She didn't want to feel this way and she felt that if they went to the time of his death, she would only feel worse.

The Tardis finally stopped and they walked down the ramp to the door. Rose and the Doctor went out but Kit hesitated. She didn't know what would happened when she stepped out. All she knew was that it wasn't going to be good.

She stepped out and was hit was a horrible headache. It wasn't the same as the one she got when there was someone from the future in the past. That headache spread through her whole head. This one was a sharp pain in the front of her head. It was like someone was using a pickaxe on her forehead. On top of the headache, the symptoms she experienced at the wedding were ten time worse.

"It's so weird. The day my father died. I thought it'd be all sort of grim and stormy. It's just an ordinary day," Rose commented.

"The past is another country. 1987's just the Isle of Wight. Are you sure about this?" He asked. Neither one noticed Kit's discomfort.

"Yeah."

They walked down the street a bit with Kit dragging behind. The further away from the Tardis they got, the worse her headache became. She contemplated telling the Doctor but his reaction from earlier, the look of curiosity and suspicion, made her second guess that decision. Her weird reaction may have something to do with the fact that she was from the future.

Rose finally stopped. "This is it. Jordan Road. He was late. He'd been to get a wedding present, a vase. Mum always said, that stupid vase," Rose cried as a green van came around the corner and stopped close to them. "He got out of his car. And crossed the road… Oh, God. This is it."

They watched as Pete got out of his car. Kit saw the Doctor take Rose hand as a different car rounded the corner. The car went straight for Pete and hit him. The vase he was carrying dropped and shattered. Pete lay on the ground as the car drove away.

"Go to him, quick," the Doctor instructed Rose.

Rose, though, stood there frozen. "I—I can't."

She then took off running down the street. The Doctor sighed and started following her when he noticed Kit. Kit was trying to keep herself up but wasn't doing too good of a job. Though, as Pete died, Kit started feeling better.

"Kittredge?" He questioned examining her.

Kit waved him off. "I'm fine."

"You don't look fine. Somethings wrong, isn't there? You're having a strange reaction to being near Pete, aren't you?"

Kit started to panic. "No! No, I'm just tired."

"Are you sure? It's very important you tell me the truth."

"Yes!" Kit snapped without thinking. "I swear I'm fine."

She took off towards Rose before the Doctor could ask anymore questions. She was almost certain now that what was happening to her had something to do with her being from the future. If she realized that, she was sure the Doctor was putting pieces together.

She found Rose leaning up against a wall with tears down her cheeks. The Doctor came up right behind Kit and saw the distress on Rose face. The Doctor tried to reassure her but she only continued to cry. They heard the sirens of an balance coming to Pete.

Rose shook her head. "It's too late now. By the time the ambulance got there, he was dead. He can't die on his own. Can I try again?"

"No!" Kit cried frantically. She noticed the weird looks from the others. "I mean, that can't be a very good idea. We've already been here, right? So, wouldn't that create some kind of paradox?"

"Kit's right. It would be very dangerous," the Doctor agreed.

Rose looked down at he feet sadly. "Oh, yeah, I get it."

The Doctor sighed. "There may be a way."

Kit snapped her head to the Doctor. "What?"

Rose smiled happily. "Really?"

"If we wait for ourselves to leave then you can go to your dad without causing any sort of paradox," the Doctor explained.

"I want to do it," Rose said sternly.

They walked back to the Tardis where the Doctor traveled just a bit back. They left the Tardis and hide behind a wall watching their other selves. Kit's headache now was like someone slamming a hammer down on her head. She was breaking out in a cold sweat and she felt like she couldn't breath.

"Right, that's the first you, me and Kit. It's a very bad idea, three sets of us being here at the same time. Just be careful they don't see us. Wait till she runs off and he follows, then go to your dad," the Doctor told her.

They watched the scene play out all over again. The green van parked. Pete got the vase. Kit started to feel faint.

"I can't do this," Rose muttered.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but this is the last time we can be here."

Suddenly Rose took off running as Pete got out of the car. Kit fell to the ground; her legs finally giving out.

"Rose! No!" The Doctor shouted.

Rose ran past their past selves. She ran towards Pete much to Kit and the Doctor's horror. She pushed her dad out of the way of the car and saved him.

All of a sudden, there was a sudden pain in Kit's stomach. It was like someone was stabbing her multiple time. It felt like her whole body was shutting down. She screamed in pain. This got the Doctors attention. He ran towards her.

"Kit!"

She tired to respond but couldn't. She felt something coming up her throat. She thought she was going to throw up her food from this morning but instead she threw up blood. Her eyes widened in horror. She threw up blood one more time before she finally puked just bile.

Kit had faced death multiple times but she never felt so sure that she was going to die until this moment. She just felt like curling up, closing her eyes and never waking up. Everything hurt. It felt like someone ripping her limb from limb.

"Kit, breathe! You need to breathe," the Doctor instructed.

She didn't realize she was holding her breath. Kit took deep breaths which helped her head a bit but not her stomach which still hurt. She wiped the blood from her chin. She finally looked up at the Doctor. His face was a mix between worry and distrust.

"I think I'm dying," she finally croaked out.

She expected the Doctor to reassure her that she wasn't but instead he said nothing. He helped her stand up which caused her to vomit again. By now her throat was feeling raw and sore. Her mouth tasted sour and her stomach was feeling beyond empty. Although, with that last vomit, her stomach was starting to feel at bit better.

Rose finally noticed Kit in her state and rushed over to her. "Kittredge? Are you alright?"

"No, she isn't," the Doctor replied darkly before she could.

"What's wrong with her?"

"She's having a reaction to the paradox that you created," he bit out.

Before Rose could answer, Pete ran up behind her. "Is she okay? Does she need a lift to the hospital?"

"No," the Doctor said firmly, although Kit wanted to argue. "The hospital won't help. She just needs a place to rest."

"Well, I was just telling Rose that I could give her a lift to the wedding but I have to drop something off at my house. She can stay there while we're at the wedding," Pete suggested.

Kit was about to answer that she would rather not stay at Pete's house, when the Doctor spoke instead. "I'll take you up on that offer."

Kit glared at the Doctor. She was really getting tired being spoken for. She was dying but she wasn't dead yet.

"I can speak for myself." She meant it to sound harsh but it just sounded weak and broken.

The Doctor didn't answer again. He instead helped her walk to Pete's car. He kept glancing at her as they walked. Sometimes it would be worried glanced while other time it would be curious and suspicious glances. She hated each one.

They drove in complete and awkward silence. The Doctor was glaring at Rose while Rose tried to pretend she didn't see it. Pete looked between Rose and the Doctor with a strange look. While all this was happening, Kit was trying to pull herself together. She didn't feel as bad as when Rose saved her father but she definitely wasn't ready to do something like run a lap.

They got to Pete's flat which looked to be Rose current one. The Doctor and Rose helped Kit up the stairs. Pete unlocked the door and they went inside. It was pretty much the same as Rose's but more mess.

"Right, there we go. Sorry about the mess. If the kid needs a glass of water, there are cups in the cupboard by the sink. If you want a cup of tea, the kitchens just down there, milk's in the fridge," he told them awkwardly. "Well, it would be, wouldn't it? Where else would you put the milk? Mind you, there's always the window sill outside. I always thought if someone invented a window sill with special compartments, you know, one for milk, one for yogurt, make a lot of money out of that. Sell it to students and things. I should write that down," he shook his head. "Anyway, never mind that, excuse me for a minute. Got to go and change."

As he left, Kit suddenly felt bile climbing up her throat again. "Where's the washroom?" She asked in a panic.

"Oh, down the hall," Pete pointed.

Kit nodded and ran towards the bathroom. Once in, she slammed the door and went straight for the toilet. She vomited a mix of bile and blood this time. She was really getting tired seeing that image. After waiting to see if she would throw up again, she finally relaxed a bit and leaned up against the wall with her feet sticking out.

She tried to think of why this was happening to her but it was hard to think with her head pounding. She could hear the Doctor and Rose arguing, and knew the Doctor must be chewing Rose up and spiting her out. Kit sighed. She knew she had to leave the washroom and stop them before they both said something they regretted.

As she tried to get up, she realized she couldn't. Her legs were completely numb. Panic seized her heart. She tried to move her legs, tried to wiggle a toe but nothing moved. Her breath started coming out in short pants. She poked her legs trying to get them to do something but nothing.

"Doctor!" She cried. "Doctor!"

She could hear him walking to the bathroom where she was. He opened the door. He looked angry but once he saw Kit, his expression softened.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Tears ran down her cheek. "I can't feel my legs."