The Fan Girl
Notes: Just a little tribute to everyone who's imagined the Doctor coming for them.
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It was after dark as she moved across the park, her feet light, her movements graceful. Above her burned the light of millions of distant stars, and she felt connected to every single one of them. She still mourned for the loss of Gallifrey.
It was just getting darker. Her mum wouldn't let her out after dark, so this would have to be quick. She trudged across the park, her shoes caked in mud, her bag hitting her back. The sky above her was cloudy, and she could feel the first drops of what looked to be heavy rain.
She waited here in a silent corner, waiting for him to arrive.
There were a couple of kids screaming in the distance, but she could just about block them out if she concentrated.
Her name was Corrineauroralatisse, and she was a Time Lady. The last Time Lady.
Except of course she wasn't. Her name was June, and the snagged tights and school blazer reminded her of what she really was. But she could ignore that too, if only…
…If only he would come. Corrine had felt him coming long before, awaited his arrival. Her own TARDIS that had saved her life was gone now, broken and lost, just like she was. She hadn't been able to…
She hadn't been able to paint the shed blue because her parents had forbidden her to ever touch it. It was a shame. It was roughly the same size and shape, even though of course the inside was much too small.
She thought about him, her dearest Theta, and their childhood romance on Gallifrey, long before their world had been destroyed and she had been confined to this new, younger body.
Good grief it was cold. June buttoned up her blazer…
…Corinne pulled her ceremonial robe closer around her. Like the Doctor, she had refused the title of President, but she feared that without this robe he would not know her. She had changed so much since they had last met.
It had been a really great episode on Saturday. The script writers were excelling themselves. One day she'd sit with them and talk with them, sharing ideas and agonising over plot holes as they spun new adventures for the Doctor.
They were the same, her and Theta. They had studied together and grown up together. But long before the Time War she had…she had…
Damn it. She always forgot this bit.
Long before the Time War, she had lost control of her TARDIS and crashed to Earth. Crawling from the wreckage in a new body, and cut off from everything she had once known, she had been forced to live out two lives alone. Countless times she had missed the opportunity to catch up with the Doctor, but when he was leaving from his last visit she'd managed to make contact. He wasn't travelling with Rose anymore. He would belong to her.
Rose. June envied her. Every Saturday she would sit watching and pretend that was her.
But where was the Doctor? Wasn't he coming? Corrine waited for the sound of ancient engines but they never seemed to come.
That was the perfect spot for the TARDIS to land, right there in the gap in the hedge. She could see it now, slowly materialising, the Doctor striding out. Somehow he would know her, recognise her, choose her to go with him.
She was alone still, but she had to wait.
She was alone now, and it was getting too dark.
Suddenly there was a sharp gust of wind than sent Corrine's hair flying.
June almost dropped her bag in surprise as wind swept around her, blowing even more knots into her hair. What was going on? Was he actually coming? Even though she knew it wasn't real, her heart thumped uncomfortably.
But the wind died, and she found herself alone again, still waiting.
Just the wind. And the rain had started. She needed to get back.
Corrine would wait until the end of time.
But June had to carry on living.
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