DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. This is a fan fiction based on characters owned by the BBC. I DO NOT OWN THEM. This is just for fun.

2. This is a femslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.

PART 10

"WHAT?!"

Najia dropped the plate at the sudden scream and it shattered on the floor, spilling the food everywhere. She barely had time to acknowledge what happened, however, before her eldest daughter came storming into the living room, pure fury in her eyes. "You!" she roared.

Najia motioned to the mess of pottery and food on the floor. "Yaz, look what you've done!"

Yaz ignored her indignation. "YOU!" She pointed her finger right in her mother's face. At that, Najia's eyes widened and she instantly forgot the culinary accident.

"Yaz, what's wrong?"

"Whatever's going on here?" asked Hakim as he came in.

"It was YOU!" Yaz screamed at them both. "This is your fault! You're why the Doctor left!" Tears were already pouring down her face.

Najia gently took Yaz's accusatory hand away. "Love, calm down, what're you talk… "

"Don't touch me!" the policewoman snapped, ripping her hand out of her mother's, causing Najia to flinch. "How could you do this to me?!"

Hakim grabbed Yaz by the shoulders and turned her to face him. "Sweetheart, what is it? What's… "

"Don't play dumb! Don't you fucking DARE!"

"Yaz! Don't talk to your father like that!"

Tearing herself from Hakim's hold, Yaz's hands went to her head as her eyes bugged out. Najia had never seen her usually calm-and-collected daughter so angry. "You don't tell me what to do! Ever again!"

Before either parent could retort, a sheepish Sonya appeared from Yaz's room. Perhaps it was maternal intuition, but her second daughter's timid demeanor instantly sent alarm bells ringing. "Sonya… what have you done?"

"She's told me what you did!" Yaz interrupted before her sister could speak up. "She's told me everything! How… how could you DO THIS TO ME?!"

"She knows that we know," offered Sonya, the meaning obvious.

Oh God. Utter terror filled Najia's heart. "Yaz… I… we… " What could she say?

Hakim took control, or at least tried to. "Yaz… we did it for your own good. It was for the best."

She glared at him disbelievingly. "For the best?! How the hell would you know what was best for me?!"

"We're your bloody parents!" Najia scolded. "And we deserve to have a say in our daughter's life!"

"Don't play that card," seethed Yaz. "You know how I've been these past few months! I was dead inside… the love of my life had left me and I had no idea why! But you knew all along! You've been lying to me all this time!"

"We've been lying?" Hakim barked. "Whatabout the two years you've been gallivanting about the universe with an alien?"

Yaz glared at them, silently fuming… and unwilling to admit she had no counter.

"How do you think we felt, Yaz?" Najia asked. "To learn that our daughter has been to other planets and faced killer aliens? That kind of information makes police work seem like a walk in the park!" She folded her arms. "And besides, aren't you upset that the supposed 'love of your life told us' without even letting you know?"

Perhaps it was the disdainful tone directed at the Time Lady, but it only fuelled Yaz's rage. "Don't you dare try and blame the Doctor for this! This isn't her fault in anyway!"

Najia was about to rebut that, but then a thought flashed through her mind, and she glanced at Sonya, who apparently told her sister every…

"I've been killing myself wondering why she ended things, thinking she didn't love me anymore… and it turns out she wanted to MARRY ME!"

Hakim and Najia closed their eyes in resignation.

Silence reigned for several moments. Eventually Hakim broke the deadlock. "Yaz… "

"Y'know," the policewoman interjected, clenching her jaw in a futile attempt at collecting her emotions. "I would tell you to stay out of my life, but that's too late. You've ruined my life… and I'll never forgive you." Yaz gave one final damning look to her parents, then turned and strode back to her room.

After the door slammed shut, Najia gave Sonya a death glare. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

Surprisingly, Sonya returned the gaze in kind. "She deserved t'know why she lost the woman she loved."

Later that day, there was a knock on a door. Graham O'Brien answered it and blinked at the person on the doorstep. "Yaz?"

Yaz was standing there with a duffle bag; her eyes were heavy and red, and she looked down weakly. "Graham, I'm sorry, but… can… can I stay with you for awhile?"

Graham looked at the young woman, saw how defeated and desperate she was. He had no idea what was going on, but it was obvious right now, she needed help. "Come inside, love… " he said, before letting her into his and Ryan's house…

TO BE CONTINUED