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Chapter 33: The Wanderer's Mother
Where she arrived to next, it felt just as lonesome and desolate as she felt. The air was chilled, making her shiver even more than before. But at the same time, the air felt warm. It was odd. A mixture of cold and warmth that sent odd signals through her body. Then the smell was not pleasant at all. Her nose crinkled as she scented a strong odor of . . . sweaty armpits. That was very strange indeed. Never thought a world could smell of that. Of course, she used to think there could be no world that smelled of pancakes, but the Doctor had proved her wrong on that one, too.
The ground was gray. The whole world around her was gray. Filled to the brim with torn machines and junk of all kinds. Cars, washers, tellies, lamps, phone boxes, bathtubs, toilets, and anything else one could think to find broken and at a rotten state in a junkyard. Then, of course, she noticed the broken TARDIS parts. Her breath caught in her throat for a second before she breathed out slowly. Oh, right. It was this place now, was it? The pocket universe controlled by the House, a malevolent entity. A vile entity. Shaking her head, she felt her hearts sink of what was to come of this day for the Doctor. Amy and Rory too, if she remembered correctly. Then, of course, it would also be a bad day for Sexy. Though, also a good one in some ways. And then—no wait, she heard someone talking.
Wanda's ears perked up as she heard voices coming from around the small mound of junk she was hidden behind. Walking around the junk, she saw the TARDIS, her and Theta's ship, parked in a small valley of junk. Amy and Rory were around a tarp tent with strangely built hanging lamps while Eleven was inspecting a broken and rusted washing machine.
"But it smells like . . .," Wanda heard the Doctor trying to describe what the air smelled of.
"Armpits," Amy concluded for the Time Lord.
"Armpits," the Doctor agreed brightly, waving a hand with a flourish towards the companion's direction, happy to have such a good description for what odor was in the air.
"What about all this stuff?" Rory asked the Time Lord, fiddling with one of the makeshift hanging lamps that were made out of old hangers and dangled from the middle of the tent. "Where did this come from?"
"We're in a pocket universe, a bubble, hanging on the side of our universe. Things tend to get lost and end up in somewhere else. Where do you think all those missing left socks go?" Wanda spoke up, gaining the trio's attention. She slid down the small mound of junk, coming to stand in the same area as the rest of them. She made certain to plaster a smile on her face when facing them. There had been enough sadness from her already, and she did not want to be a downer or a drag on anyone else this day. Especially when knowing what was to come for them all.
"Wanda!" the bow tie loving Doctor exclaimed merrily as he bounced over to his Wanderer. He laughed as he hugged her, giving kisses on her cheeks. Wanda giggled, actually feeling her mood lift in the wake of Eleven's boyish nature. Oh, she had missed being with him. It had been quite a while. That, and she had really missed Amy and Rory as well. Speaking of which, she bounced over to the two companions after the Doctor had let her go, hugging them both tightly.
"Ponds! So good to see you again!" Wanda giggled, her mood most certainly lifting even more now. She stepped back, bouncing on her feet as she held onto each of Amy and Rory's hands. "We've must catch up after we're done here. Which, by the way," she turned, giving the Doctor a forlorn gaze, "sneak peek: the little boxes will only make you angry."
The Doctor blinked, suddenly uncertain in how swiftly Wanda's demeanour had changed from giddy to solemn. "What?"
"Nothing. Just something for later," Wanda replied, giving a shake of her head. She smiled once more, taking a step towards him as she only wished to hold onto his hand now and never let go. However, she wobbled on her feet before she could get close enough. She stumbled backward, falling right into the arms of Amy and Rory.
"Whoa!" Rory let out in an exclamation of surprise.
"Wanda, are you all right?" Amy asked, immediately concerned.
"Fine. I'm fine," Wanda said, waving a hand in dismissal. Instantly, the Doctor was at her side, pulling her up to him as he began looking her over. He even pulled out his sonic screwdriver, giving her a scan. It shocked her how the screwdriver beeped wildly, seeming to go on the fritz. He grumbled, banging the tool against his hand to get it to calm down.
"Forgot about that ring," she heard him grumble under his breath. Shaking his head, he placed the screwdriver back into the inner pocket of his tweed blazer before cupping her face and looking her over again. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
"No. I'm just tired. Haven't slept in a while," Wanda told him, smiling in reassurance that she was indeed fine. She did not wish to burden him by making him worry over her. Then, her stomach suddenly gave a loud growl. She gave the trio an embarrassed smile. "And I haven't really eaten, either."
"What?!" all three of them shouted at once. Wanda blinked, taken back by this reaction as they all suddenly were talking at once.
"I think I have a health bar on me," Rory said quickly as he dug into his blue vest that he was wearing.
"I can go into the TARDIS and get something," Amy told them, starting towards the ship.
"I believe I have water somewhere," the Doctor muttered, searching through his tweed blazer, arm disappearing into the dimensional pocket.
"Geez, you lot, calm down," Wanda muttered, blushing as she felt even more embarrassed, as well as confused by how they were overreacting. She knew the three of them did tend to have an overprotective nature of her at times. But this was just ridiculous. "It's not like I haven't gone without eating before."
"Yes, well, I mean . . . You can't just not eat," the Doctor stuttered out, trying to convey their urgency to get some food into Wanda. She needed to eat. Not eating and resting in so long was very serious. Especially in the state she might be in. Finding the small water bottle in his jacket, he pulled it out, stuffing it right into Wanda's hands. It was soon met with a few health bars from Rory's vest. "Now, eat up. You need your strength."
"I can't eat here," Wanda scoffed, shaking her head. "We're in the middle of a pocket universe. Who knows what's coming for us." That, or who was coming for them. She did not exactly think she had enough time to eat or drink anything before Sexy in Idris's body showed up. That was not the first thing she wanted the TARDIS seeing her doing when they finally 'met in person.' However, Amy, Rory, and the Doctor all gave Wanda a firm push to sit down on an edge of an old bathtub, staring her down sternly.
"Eat," the Doctor commanded. "I'm not letting you go or doing anything until you do."
"You need to eat. It's not healthy for you not to be eating enough every day," Rory scolded her. He pointed at the health bars. "Those should give you enough calories for now. But as soon as we're done here, we're all making you a proper meal."
"And not one of your soufflés," Amy added in, nodding with a strict expression on her face. Like that a scolding mother. "In fact, I don't think you should be eating those for a while now." Blinking rapidly, Wanda could only stare at them all in disbelief.
"You know, I expect this kind of scolding to come from the Doctor. But not you two as well," Wanda grumbled as she unwrapped the first health bar, munching on it. As soon as the first bite of the peanut snack was taken, she felt her mouth salivating from deep hunger. Before she knew it, she was scarfing down the other bars and chugging the water from the bottle. Letting out a small breath after she had finished, there was a quick glance giving to the three before her, seeing them all appearing satisfied with her getting some food in her. She blushed again, shuffling her foot on the dusty ground. "Guess I was kind of hungry. Thanks. Are you all happy now?"
"Very," the Doctor said, smiling as he pulled her up from the tub and giving her a hug. Moving away, he smiled as he cupped her cheek but still held a stern look in his green eyes. "Make sure to take care of yourself for now on, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah," Wanda replied, rolling her eyes. But she smiled all the same, patting the Doctor's hand, grateful that he and the others cared about her so much. She truly was grateful to have such a wonderful family. Out of nowhere, the Doctor swiftly grabbed her hand, pulling it up for inspection. His brows furrowed in worriment as he saw the healing cuts all over the top of her hand and in the middle of her palm. Some were deep. Others were just at the surface. But it still appeared worrisome by her having been cut up in the first place. Was she injured anywhere else?
"Those don't look good," Rory remarked as he and Amy as what the Doctor was observing.
"Where've you come from?" the Time Lord questioned, staring at Wanda in concern. He watched as she suddenly lowered her gaze as sadness seemed to wash right over her. Then, it clicked in his mind as a memory surface, reminding him of what had happened long ago that had given her these injuries. His eyes widened briefly before he too held a sad expression. "Oh. Right. I remember now. You've just seen Rose off, haven't you?"
Wanda nodded lightly, keeping her eyes averted. "Yeah." Behind the Doctor, both Amy and Rory stared at the Time Lords in question.
"Rose? Who's Rose?" Amy asked the Doctor.
"Old companion of ours. Things didn't turn out so well," the Doctor explained in a hushed tone as he pulled Wanda into a deep hug, rubbing the back of her head as he held her close. He kissed the top of her head, feeling her shiver lightly against him.
"Oh, right," Rory mumbled. He tapped Amy on her shoulder, gaining her attention. "She was the blonde one, remember?" Amy held a small 'o' expression as she realized who they were talking about, recalling the all times Wanda and the Doctor told them about that particular companion from long ago. The companion they had lost.
"Are you all right?" the Doctor whispered into Wanda's ear, rubbing circles on her back as he hoped she would truly be okay after what had happened. Her reaction to Rose leaving them had made him worry greatly about her that day. And for many days to come. Anxious in how stricken it had made her. However, he understood now why exactly it had torn at Wanda so badly. It was a reminder for her of Shelly, after all.
"No. But I will be," Wanda assured him, pulling back to give him a warm smile. Hoping that she was not bringing up painful memories for him. She did not want to be any of a crying baby this day than she already had been.
The Doctor pressed a hand up to the side of her face, keeping their eyes level as to convey deep comfort for her. "Remember. Rose found her Doctor in the end. She's as happy as ever where she's at."
Wanda's smile brightened, feeling her worry and sadness for Rose pass. "I know. She has her happy ending. That's all I could ever want for her. In knowing that, I'll be okay."
"Thief! Thief! You're my Thief!"
The group turned their heads in surprise when hearing this call, blinking in bewilderment as a woman ran towards them. She had wild dark hair that was in a nest around her head. Wearing a raggedy dress which appeared just as gray as the earth around the world of which they stood upon. The woman held a beaming smile on her face as she jogged up to them, eyes directed solely on the Doctor. Wanda felt herself grow giddy at the sight of the woman, Idris. Or, better yet, the wonderful and brilliant Sexy.
"She's dangerous! Guard yourselves!" yelled another woman coming up from behind Idris. This woman Wanda knew to be Auntie, one of the servants to the House. She was a very round woman with large hips that swayed as she walked. Her hair was short and grimy, as well as her mixed-matched clothes. Next to her limped Uncle. An elderly man with a hump on his back. He wore some sort of military uniform that was falling apart at the seams.
Sexy ran straight into the Doctor, holding his shoulders as she bounced and beamed at the sight of him. Seeming to look him over with child-like wonder, excited beyond measure.
"Look at you! Goodbye!" Sexy exclaimed in delight. Then frowned as she seemed to realize this was the wrong word to say in a greeting. "No, not goodbye. What's the other one?"
"I think you're thinking of 'hello,' sweetie," Wanda said politely, nodding her head in respect to the woman. Wanda felt deeply honoured of being within the physical presence of the TARDIS. The actual soul and mind of the old girl was standing right before them, able to communicate with them fully and completely now. The one who had been there for the Doctor since the beginning, had saved their lives on far too many occasions to count, took them all to where they needed to be to help others, and always held that blanket of warmth to comfort them when they needed it. The true wife of the Doctor, and companion to them all.
Wanda suddenly felt uncertain as she realized this was indeed Sexy, the Doctor's wife. The one he 'married' the moment he stolen her from the Time Lord repair/museum of old TARDISes. Wanda had never really contemplated it before, but . . . was Sexy okay with her marrying the Doctor as well? In the show, the TARDIS seemed fine with the Doctor and River marrying. But what about here and now? Then again, the TARIDS might see the marriage between herself and the Doctor as different than most, so perhaps she was fine with Wanda being married to the Time Lord?
"Yes! That's it! Hello!" Sexy replied merrily, nodding in thanks to Wanda before grabbing the Doctor roughly by his face and kissing him in bouncing joy. The Doctor flung his hands outwards as he was shocked beyond words with his eyes going wide. Wanda could not help but giggle at the flabbergasted expression the Time Lord held. As well as seeing Rory and Amy letting their jaws drop at the sight.
"Watch out, careful. Keep back from her," Uncle warned to the Doctor. The man reached forward, pulling off the laughing woman from the Doctor. The Time Lord quickly wiped at his mouth and flattened his hair from the mess the woman had made it. He glanced at Wanda, seeing how she continued to giggle at the situation. Well . . . at least she was amused by the occurrence.
"Welcome, strangers, lovely. Sorry about the madperson," Uncle apologized to them. Though, not really sounding welcoming or sorry at all about what was happening. He appeared more embarrassed for him and Auntie letting Idris out than anything.
"Why am I a Thief?" the Doctor asked the mad woman who still held that manic smile on her face. The gaze he held was that of curiosity as he stared at the strange woman. "What have I stolen?"
"Me. You're going to steal me," Sexy told him. Then, she frowned as she realized this was the wrong thing to say. "You have stolen me. You are stealing me. Oh, tenses are difficult, aren't they?" The Doctor merely blinked, confused beyond words now in the woman's behaviour.
"Oh, oh, we are sorry, my dove," Auntie spoke up, nodding her head in apology. More apologetic than Uncle had been. "She's off her head." They all watched as the mad woman moved over to Amy and Rory, inspecting them now with keen interest. Auntie walked forward, shaking the Doctor's hand in introduction. "They call me 'Auntie.'"
"And I'm 'Uncle.' I'm everyone's Uncle," greeted Uncle, shaking the Doctor's hand as well. "Just keep back from this one. She bites!" The man nodded to Sexy, who still beamed around at them all. Her eyes sparkling with interest at this word from Uncle.
"Do I? Excellent," Sexy declared as she leaned over, biting the Doctor hard on his earlobe. The Doctor gave a loud cry of pain, pushing at the woman in a rough manner to get her away from him. Uncle was quick to pull Sexy from the Doctor, making the woman stumbled as she still smiled with a gleam. The Doctor glared at her now as he rubbed at his ear sourly. Wanda burst out into a fit laughter, clutching at her stomach as she found Sexy biting the Doctor to be hilarious. A pout as directed at her by the Doctor for the laughter, appearing not happy by the occurrence at all.
"Biting's excellent," Sexy commented. "It's like kissing, only there's a winner." She then turned to the giggling Time Lady, looking at her curiously. "You like biting, too. You had a contest of biting with my Thief, once." Wanda abruptly stopped laughing as her face lit up bright red.
"That—That was one time! And it was just for laughs!" Wanda exclaimed, highly embarrassed now. She glanced at the Doctor, seeing the confused gaze he was giving her. Of course, if he were a future Doctor, he would know instantly what Sexy meant by that comment, and he would definitely be blushing, too.
Everyone suddenly looked at Sexy once more as she quickly gave a loud gasp, clutching her hands together in front of her mouth as she stared wide-eyed at the Time Lady before her. The woman's eyes filled up with tears, gazing upon Wanda as if just realizing who she was seeing.
"Honey. My Honey," Sexy breathed. Her hands reached out, stepping towards Wanda as she held the young woman's face. The Time Lady's cheeks were thumbed as Sexy let even more tears fall down her face. "My Honey. Oh. My Daughter." Wanda blinked rapidly as she was pulled into a strong hug. Sexy cried on her shoulder, whispering 'my daughter' over and over. Wanda could only continue to blink, patting at Sexy's back as she felt completely bewildered, stunned, by what the TARDIS was saying. Her daughter? Honey? Where was this all coming from?
"It's okay, Sexy. Please don't cry," Wanda whispered to one of her most dearest friends. She made certain to breathe her words right into Sexy's ear, not wanting any of the rest to hear. "Why are you crying?"
"Because you're my Daughter, and I can't protect you from your sorrows," Sexy murmured into Wanda's own ear, keeping her words barely above a breath. Sexy was then jerked away from Wanda, pulled back by Uncle and Auntie.
"Idris, leave the poor girl alone," Auntie scolded Sexy, then looking to Wanda. "Sorry about that, love." Standing next to Auntie and Uncle, Sexy turned her sharp eyes onto the Doctor once more.
"You will be angry soon," Sexy told the Time Lord, staring sadly at him. "The little boxes will make you angry." This took the Doctor back as he realized this was the same thing Wanda had said before.
"Sorry? The little what? Boxes?" he questioned, trying to understand why he had been told that twice now. And from a stranger no less. Who was this woman anyway? Why was she acting so bizarre? Then, calling Wanda 'her daughter'? The woman let out a delighted laugh, all sadness leaving her in an instant as she became distracted once again.
"Oh! Your chin is hilarious!" Sexy exclaimed, laughing merrily as she pointed at the Doctor's rather large chin. She then pointed and snickered at Wanda. "You're so short! Tiny, tiny, Honey!" Then, Sexy turned to Rory while Wanda pouted cutely. "It means the 'smell of dust after rain.'"
"What does?" Rory asked, taken back by the odd woman suddenly talking to him.
"'Petrichor,'" Sexy told him, watching as both Amy and Rory shared similar glances to each other as they seemed at a loss on how they should respond to that.
"But I didn't ask," Rory pointed out.
"Not yet. But you will," Sexy explained, looking back to the two Time Lords who stood close together. Always close together they were. It made the woman smile even more in seeing how her Thief and Honey let their hands brush against each other, ready to be held when need be. Sexy went to step towards the two, but Auntie held her back.
"No, no, Idris, you should have a rest," the other woman instructed Sexy.
"Rest, yes, yes, good idea," agreed Sexy, nodding cheerfully. "I'll just see if there's an 'off' switch." She took one step towards the Time Lords again before her eyes rolled up and her body slumped forward, falling to the ground. Both the Doctor and Wanda caught the woman in their arms, seeing how she was unconscious. They both scooted over, placing her gently onto a broken chair next to the trap tent. Rory walked up next to the now sleeping woman, checking her over.
"Is that it? She dead now? So sad," Uncle said dully, not in the least bit worried over his friend.
"She's still breathing," Rory told them, nodding as he saw the mad woman was indeed only unconscious. Uncle seemed disappointed by this news as he frowned, shaking his head in annoyance.
"Nephew, take Idris somewhere she cannot bite people, hmm?" Uncle spoke to the newcomer just behind the time travelling group. The Doctor and Wanda looked over, seeing the Ood standing just a ways from them. An Ood with bright, shining, green eyes. The Time Lord gave a smile at the sight of an Ood here with them. Not always a good sign to have on an adventure, but still, it was nice to see relatives of friends.
"Oh, hello!" the Doctor said merrily to the Ood, clapping his hands together in delight. Amy and Rory turned to see who the Doctor and Wanda were looking at, only to jump back, startled by such a strange looking creature staring at them.
"Doctor, what is that?" Amy gasped in alarm.
"Oh, no, it's all right. It's an Ood," the Doctor told the companion, waving off her and Rory's fright. "Oods are good. Love an Ood. Hello, Ood!" Walking up towards the Ood called 'Nephew,' the Doctor noticed how the Ood did not respond to him whatsoever. "Can't you talk?" Glancing down, he then saw the unlit translator orb hanging on Nephew's chest. "Oh, I see. It's damaged. May I?" Nephew nodded, giving the Doctor permission to begin fiddling with the broken orb.
"It might just be on the wrong frequency," the Doctor mumbled as he started to pull the orb apart, rearranging parts within.
"Nephew was broken when he came here," Auntie told them, staring curiously at what the Doctor was doing. "Well, he was half-dead. House repaired him. House repaired all of us."
At that moment, the Doctor adjusted a wire within the orb, making it turn on. It glowed bright green, giving off a feedback sound as a high-pitched whine. Then, wave upon wave of different voices began crying out in echoing words. All calling out the same thing: help. Desperate cries of help. All voices which were that of Time Lords. Pleading to be rescued by other Time Lords. So many of them . . .
Wanda felt a tear fall down her face as she clutched her hands together, holding them next to her chest as she felt her hearts sink. So many Time Lords. So many TARDISes. All destroyed for a greedy hunger by the House. How many lives had been lost here? How many generations had it gone on unnoticed? How many lives could have been saved if they had reached here sooner? Would the Doctor have had a chance in finally having more Time Lords with him to live happily? So that he may not be the last of his kind. Though, he was not technically the last since Wanda herself was Time Lord as well. But still, she wished there could be more living with him. To make him happy in having a bigger family.
She blinked out of her wandering thoughts when noticing the Doctor demanding to Auntie to show him the House. Unnerved by all the voices they had heard, and on edge to hurry in finding whatever Time Lords needed help. Wanda also sensed great anxiety coming from the Doctor as he was anxious in finding more of his kind out there, filled with hope in not being one of the last Time Lords in existence. She felt her hearts sink even more, knowing what heartache the Doctor will go through soon once he discovered the truth. Oh, if only she could keep him from such heartache.
In the corner of her eye, she saw Nephew dragging Sexy away, taking her off to where she would be hidden from the rest. Pinching her thumb behind her back, she looked to see Amy and Rory muttering questions to the Doctor as they followed behind Auntie and Uncle. The trio was too distracted by the idea of many Time Lords being in this pocket universe to notice Wanda lingering behind. None of them realized that she was not with them. So, she saw it as a perfect moment to follow after Nephew, wanting to go after Sexy.
Picking up in a quick pace, Wanda marched after the Ood and unconscious woman. Though, she made certain to keep her distance, not wanting one of the House's lackeys to know she was following after. She ducked when she came into a small tunnel of sorts, leading into the living area of Auntie, Uncle, and Nephew. The area was cramped getting into it. And the rough stone and junk of the small tunnel she scooted through cut at her healing wounds on her hands. But once Wanda managed to crawl inside one of the many other tunnels of the house of House, it was not so bad. With it being interesting in seeing how the living area was made with a mixture of stone and junk. It was small in some areas, but larger in others. With many other tunnels leading around the place and strange smoke hanging around in a hazy.
Waving some of the smelly smoke away from her face, Wanda pressed onward, needing to catch up with where Nephew was taking Sexy. For Wanda had absolutely no idea where Sexy would be at this point in time. She knew the TARDIS was placed into a cell of sorts. But where exactly that would be, Wanda was not certain. In fact . . . Stopping in the middle of one area, Wanda realized that she was lost. How was she lost? She had been right after Nephew, had she not? Perhaps she had been a little too overly cautious in trying to not be seen. The Ood had too far of a head start on her, getting to the cell to lock up Sexy.
Pouting, Wanda felt as though she might have to turn back and find the Doctor instead when a babbling voice echoed down a tunnel next to her. That was Idris's voice! Sexy's voice! Eccellente! She was not lost after all! Wanda smiled, bounced down the tunnel where she heard Sexy to be. The TARDIS seemed to be muttering in a rapid alien language. One that Wanda could not understand. Was the TARDIS translation down? It could be since the TARDIS's soul was not currently in her proper form at the moment. She could barely on hold the body that she had been placed into, let alone translate for them like usual.
"What was that? 'Do fish have fingers?!' 'You're like a nine-year-old trying to rebuild a motorbike.' What am I saying? Why am I saying that? Thief. Honey. Where's my Thief?! Where's my Honey?! Thief! Honey! Oh, Honey's right here."
Wanda blinked as she stepped around the corner after listening to the TARDIS rambling on. Sexy smiled brightly, bouncing on her feet as if excited to see Wanda and guessing right that she had indeed been there the whole time. The Time Lady could not help but smile warmly at the TARDIS, happy for Sexy's excitement.
"Hello, Honey!" Sexy exclaimed as she gripped at the bars in front of her cell, pushing herself right up against them. Then she frowned. "Why are you not with Thief? You should never be away from Thief. You know better than to run off like that, silly Honey." Sexy then blinked and frowned even more, tilting her head to the side. "When he sees you are not there, he will be cross. No, no, he is cross. Thief is very annoyed that you are not with him. And the little boxes will make him even more angry."
"They make me angry as well," Wanda replied, stepping up towards the cell.
"Yes. Death always makes you angry, and sad. So sad," Sexy spoke quietly, reaching out to hold Wanda's chin in a gentle grasp. "Your hearts feel so much. More than you can bear at times. Will bear. Are bearing." She dropped her hand away quickly, blinking at a rapid pace as she tilted her head again. "No, we can't."
Wanda blinked, furrowing her brows as she felt confused. "Huh?"
"The question you were going to ask. You were wondering if we could leave this area sooner and get to the ones trapped by the House, to save them from torment. But we cannot leave yet. Thief must find us first."
"Okay, then, I guess we wait," Wanda mumbled, disappointed that they could not stop the House from tormenting Amy and Rory within the TARDIS. But at least things would turn out all right today. Or—no, wait, would they? She had not looked into a possibility yet. The headache she was feeling still throbbed at her mind, so the idea of going into a possibility seemed unwelcoming to her since looking into her sight would only cause more pain. But then again, making certain that Amy and Rory were protected was worth the pain, so she could probably withstand a greater headache.
"No, you won't be able to. If you use your abilities, the next headache will be too much and you will go unconscious," Sexy said, shaking her head. Glancing at Sexy, Wanda frowned, wondering if the TARDIS could read her thoughts or something. "Sort of. It's more I pick up the brain's . . . brain's . . . 'signal?' Is that the correct term to use?" Sexy tapped at her chin as she stared up at the ceiling above, seeming to think over the right words to use.
"Wait . . . you can read my thoughts?" Wanda questioned, very curious now on how far Sexy's knowing and powers went.
"I can see in advance on what you might say, or will say. But yes, I can hear the mind's bits as well," Sexy replied, going over to sit on the small mattress that was within the cell. Pondering over this, Wanda pulled out her sonic screwdriver, opening the cell door. Stepping into the cramped room with Sexy, the blonde girl sat down next to the mad woman, staring at her carefully.
"If you can hear my thoughts, then you'll know the main reason why I've come to see you before the Doctor," Wanda said quietly.
"Besides wanting to make certain that I was fine and taken care of?" Sexy responded, smiling in a knowing way. "Your normal instinct to protect the ones you love."
Wanda's mouth twitched into a small smile as well. "Besides that." Holding an even gaze with Sexy, the Time Lady began pinching her thumb lightly as she started to feel uncertain about asking what was plaguing her mind. "But you know the other reason, too. What I want to ask you."
Eyes' growing solemn, Sexy let out a small, low sigh. ". . . Yes. I do."
Reaching for the TARDIS's hands, there was a gentle grip given by Wanda as she stared almost pleadingly into the woman's eyes. "I need to ask you. 'Cause it's useless ever asking the Doctor. I know he'll never tell me. But can you? Can you tell me what's wrong with my mind? What sort of . . . 'thing' lives within me, or who this Alpha is? Please?" The sad gaze from Sexy seemed to bore into Wanda, making her feel a storm of sadness cast over her. As though the TARDIS herself were leaking with nothing but that particular emotion. Squeezing her eyes shut, Wanda felt herself quivering as she recalled what had happened after she had wakened up from the battle at Canary Wharf. "I have to know this time. Because if I'm not prepared . . . If I don't know what's coming . . . Please, you have to tell me. I can't stand not knowing anymore." She opened her eyes once more, looking at Sexy's shoulder as an old habit from First Wanda when staring into the eyes of another became too much to bear. "When I woke up after . . . after whatever had happened, everyone became revolted by me. Pete wouldn't stop glaring at me. Mickey looked sick by the sight of me. Rose flinched when I touched her. And the Doctor, my Theta, he—he hated me. I know he did, because of that—that look . . . He only ever gives that look to those he finds the lowest of the low. The most despicable beings in the whole universe. Daleks, Cybermen, Sontarans, Sycorax, and many, many others—they have all felt that piercing, boiling gaze. The fury of a Time Lord. And now, I've felt that, too.
"What kind of monster did I become to make him hate me so?" Wanda cried. She tried keeping her tears in, not wanting to cry anymore, to be weak like her other selves had been. But damn if her emotions felt so unbalanced. It was like she could cry at a drop of a hat now. Why was she so emotional lately? Then again, thinking herself a monster did make her wish to weep. For she did not want to be a monster. She was terrified to becoming something cruel and unkind. And to be hated by the Doctor, her love, her Theta . . . that chilled her to the core.
"Oh, my Honey, Thief could never hate you," Sexy assured the Time Lady, cupping Wanda's cheek and brushing away the tears. She then wrapped her arms around the small blonde girl, giving her a loving hug. "As for your question, I cannot answer that. I'm sorry."
Wanda gave a long, weary sigh, pulling away and wiping off the tears from her face. "It's okay. I figured you wouldn't tell me, either. I just . . . needed to try."
"It's not that I do not wish to answer, to tell you the truth. It's more of that it wouldn't matter what I say. She would only make you forget in the end."
Stiffening, feeling a strange chill go through her, Wanda's hands slowly tightened as they rested on her legs. "What?"
Sexy crossed her arms, tapping her fingers on one arm as she thought over her explanation. "Alpha. Anytime someone gives you a clue or tells you what exactly is within your mind, or even mentions to you something of your past: Alpha simply makes you forget again. She always makes you forget."
Perplexed and confused, Wanda could only ponder over this, trying to understand what this meant. Then, she nodded, seeing how logical it appeared, and how accurate it was. "Makes sense. If a wicked entity lives within a host, it would not wish to alert said host to its presence. Not unless it wanted consequences of the host trying to fight back and revolt against its control. That's why sometimes I blackout, isn't it? Why I can't recall moments at times? And why I feel as though I've asked these same questions before. I'm really sensing déjà vu here." She pouted as she tapped her fingers with frustration on her knee.
Sexy frowned, shaking her head firmly. "Alpha is most certainly not a wicked entity. True, she does tend to . . . oh, what is the word? Become 'violent,' 'unstable.' Yes, that is the word. Unstable. She tends to be unstable, but she does not wish to ever treat you as a 'host.'" The woman placed a steady hand on the blonde's shoulder, showing a kind smile. "If there is one thing in this universe Alpha actually cares for, that would be you, Honey. She is extremely fond of you. To a point where she would do anything to make you happy. Even if it meant allowing someone she hated to live within your life."
Wanda raised her brows in surprise, not certain what to think about this information. Alpha cared about her? Really? That just seemed so . . . bizarre and unreal to be true. "Who does she hate?"
Sexy shook her head quickly, dropping her hand from Wanda's shoulder. "I cannot say anything more. She will only start to grow restless and make you forget again. And I do not wish for you to forget this conversation." The woman then smiled brightly. "Now, it's time for you to ask me another question. Go on, ask away."
Wanda pouted for a minute, knowing Sexy was mostly trying to just change the subject. "All right . . . Why do you call me 'Honey'? You also called me your daughter. Why?"
"Because you are my daughter. Is 'Honey' not what mothers call their daughters?"
"Well, sort of. It's more of a nickname than an actual name, but—no wait, I'm your daughter. As in, really your daughter?" Wanda blinked in shock with her jaw dropping. "Oh, my gosh, am I like River? Did my parents have their wedding night while—while flying through the Vortex or something? Ugh. This is why we need bunk beds for all couples."
Sexy burst out into laughter, slapping Wanda's back in her delighted humour. "No, silly. You are most certainly not like River. At least, not in those origins. You're my daughter because . . . Well, now that I think about it, it would make us more like sisters than anything else. Sisters of similar heritage."
It clicked in Wanda's mind then, realizing what Sexy might be talking about. "Wait, so, are you talking about the Time Vortex within me? Is that what makes us, sort of, related in a way?"
"Yes. All those who have Time Vortex energy streaming through them are related. In a way, as you said. And with you being so young, so new, I like to consider you my daughter." Sexy then looked uncertain, gazing at Wanda in hope. "You don't mind, do you? That I call you 'Honey'? My daughter?"
Wanda smiled happily, shaking her head. "Not at all. In fact, it makes me feel greatly honoured to be considered a fellow to you. Especially your daughter. And I absolutely love the name 'Honey.'" With a squeal of delight, Sexy hugged Wanda tightly. The Time Lady laughed, returning the hug with glee. Pulling away, Wanda asked, "So, the Time Vortex in me, does that have anything to do with Alpha? And why do I have that energy within me?" Sexy shook her head, placing a finger to her lips. Wanda let out a puff of air. "Right. You can't say, or I'll forget. Gotcha."
Sexy nodded, lowering her finger from her lips. "Don't worry. One day you'll know. You'll understand everything." The look of great sadness then passed over the TARDIS's face. Her eyes speaking of sorrow. "The Day of Sorrow. Be ready for that day, Honey. For it will turn your world gray."
"'Day of Sorrow'?" Wanda blinked, realizing she had heard this mentioned before. Once by Ood Sigma. And then again by Bad Wolf. What did this mean? "What's coming? Is it the Doctor? Is something bad going to happen to him?" Wanda really started to panic now. Her mind racing, thinking of all the absolute worst things that could happen to her husband.
The TARDIS's eyes grew even sadder still. "No." Her hand moved down, pressing up against Wanda's stomach, watching as her daughter's eyes grew wide. "Can you not feel her growing?"
"W-what?" Wanda gulped, feeling her stomach jumping in anxiety now. Again, another thing that she had heard before. It brought back the memory of Clone Wanda, slowly dying in her arms, pushing a hand to Wanda's stomach and saying something similar. Why had Sexy said that? Was it . . . Was it Alpha that she meant? The power within, growing at a dangerous rate? Would it consume Wanda at one point? Making her turn against all she knew and loved? At this horrifying thought, Wanda shivered, petrified now on what was to come.
Giving Wanda a small smile, Sexy shook her head, moving her hand from the blonde's stomach. "Once we've finished this day, have yourself scanned in my medical ward. You may just find the answers you seek there. The answers you do not realize you have been searching for."
Before Wanda could ask anything more, a loud shout came blaming from down one of the adjacent tunnels from the cage.
"Wanda! Wanda?!" The Doctor stormed into the room after shouting, searching for the Time Lady. Wanda saw that Sexy was right. The Time Lord looked mighty cross the moment his eyes landed on her. He marched over to the blonde, jerking her up from the mattress and holding her arm tightly. "There you are! Why did you leave? Why are you always running off? No more adventures after this day, I swear."
"Sorry to worry you, but I had to make sure Sexy was fine," Wanda told him, smiling cheekily while sticking her tongue out as a slight tease. The Doctor did not seem to notice the 'Sexy' remark as he turned his sharp eyes onto the woman who still sat within the cage.
"How did you know about the boxes?" he asked her tightly, still seeming to be on edge and furious after what he had seen within the small cupboard of the House's collection. The many, many distress cubes of Time Lords' the House had collected from each Time Lord who had fallen victim here. Each lured in by the very same distress calls they too would make. "You said they'd make me angry—how did you know?"
"Ah, it's my Thief," the TARDIS replied with a knowing smile.
"Who are you?" the Doctor demanded in question. He let go of Wanda's arm, reaching down to hold her hand instead and backing her up to stand at an angle behind him, ready to protect her from the mad woman if he had to. The TARDIS chuckled quietly, still holding her smile.
"It's about time," was the response she gave.
"I don't understand. Who are you?" the Doctor demanded that she answer him once again. Patting the Doctor's chest, Wanda pulled their hands apart and moved to stand next to Sexy.
"Doctor, Sexy. Sexy, Doctor. Or as she likes to call you, Thief," Wanda told him, smiling brightly, bouncing on her toes in excitement. Blinking rapidly with great confusion, the Doctor could only frown and look between the two females.
"What?" he questioned.
"Do you really not know me, just because they put me in here?" asked Sexy, tilting her head thoughtfully as she stared at her Thief.
"They said you were dangerous," said the Doctor, nodding to the cage. Standing up, Sexy walked up closer to him, making him grab Wanda once more and pull her back, still believing the mad woman to, in fact, be dangerous.
"Not the cage, idiot," Wanda mumbled, shaking her head.
"In here," Sexy added, touching her hands to her temples. "They put me in here. I'm the . . .," the TARDIS tried saying, but seeming to forget the right words, "Oh! What do you call me?"
"TARDIS," Wanda helped the woman, smiling kindly.
Sexy beamed, nodding with enthusiasm. "Yes! That's it! 'Time And Relative Dimension In Space.' Names are funny. I go," she puckered her lips together, making the TARDIS landing noise, "see?"
"Like I said: Doctor, Sexy. Sexy, Doctor," Wanda spoke up, waving a hand in introduction between the two. "Nice to be finally meeting in person, am I right?"
"She's not . . . She's not the TARDIS! She can't be!" the Doctor exclaimed in shock and disbelief, shaking his head. What had the mad woman done to Wanda to make her believe such a thing? "She's a bitey madlady. The TARDIS is up-and-downy stuff in a big, blue box."
"Yeah, the biting had been a bit too far there, Sexy," Wanda said to the TARDIS, giving her cheeky smile.
"Says you," Sexy scoffed. She looked at the Doctor again. "Yes, that's me. A Type Forty TARDIS. I was already a museum piece when you were young. And the first time you touched my console, you said—."
"—I said you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever known," the Doctor finished for her, eyes going wide as he slowly began to realize what the two women were saying was indeed true. His jaw even dropped slightly. That . . . this woman, this mad, mad woman, was the TARDIS. She was Sexy.
The TARDIS smiled knowingly, holding a cheeky eye on him. "And then you stole me. And I stole you."
Completely flabbergasted, the Doctor countered this in weak protest. "I borrowed you."
Sexy only smirked. "'Borrowing' implies the eventual intention to return the thing that was taken." Her eyes then sparked with mischief. "What makes you think I would ever give you back?"
The Doctor could only stare at Sexy. His mouth hanging open from his stunned silence. So many words he wanted to say, but unable to get anything out. Then, he was finally able to get himself to speak. "You're the TARDIS."
"Yes," Sexy and Wanda said together. They watched as the Time Lord only blinked, mouth still open in shock. Wanda giggled, shaking her head in amusement.
"Okay, now that we've established who's who, let's get down to business, shall we?" she said to the two, looking between the both of them. The Doctor snapped his mouth shut as a small red tint formed on his face. Clearly embarrassed to have let himself stare so dumbly at the TARDIS. A being to him that meant so much and was held in such high esteem.
"Right," he mumbled under his breath, giving a quick shake of his head. "Why, why pull the living soul from a TARDIS and pop it in a tiny human head? What does it want you for?"
"Oh, it doesn't want me," the TARDIS told him. Giving her a look of skepticism, the Doctor made a light scoff under his breath.
"How do you know?" he questioned. Wanda rolled her eyes, raising a brow at him.
"Seriously, Doctor, you're asking Sexy, the TARDIS, how does she know?" the Time Lady replied, shaking her head at him. "Isn't it obvious? By taking the soul of the TARDIS out, that leaves the ship wide open to feast on. Since if anyone tried to eat a TARDIS straight up for the artron energy, it would destroy them." The Doctor slapped himself on the forehead as it hit him.
"Of course. House eats TARDISes," he stated as though it should have been obvious to him when first realizing the TARDIS's soul had indeed been removed. He really should have seen it coming the moment they had landed in the pocket universe. "Rift energy, great source of food for an entity like the House. And the TARDISes are bursting with it. And not raw, lovely and cooked processed food . . ." The Doctor's eyes went glazed for a moment as he appeared to be fantasizing something delicious. "Mmm. Fish fingers."
"Do fish have fingers?" the TARDIS asked curiously.
"Sweeties, focus," Wanda said sternly, snapping both out of their dazes on craving fish fingers, or being curious about said fish fingers. "Come on. We have to get after Amy and Rory. The House is going to hurt them unless we stop him first." She grabbed both of their hands, taking off down the tunnel with each running beside her with great hast. "Why did you send off Amy and Rory? I know you wanted to do Time Lord stuff alone, but did you really have to come up with a sonic screwdriver excuse? Just tell them you need privacy in the future."
"I didn't send them off. They went to the TARDIS in search of you," the Doctor responded, sounding cross with her again for wandering away from the group. "We thought that maybe you had either gone back to the TARDIS to rest or eat. Or, you had possibly, which had been the case, went gallivanting off. As usual for you."
"Oh, don't start scolding me, King of Gallivanting," Wanda grumbled, shaking her head as she felt guilty in realizing she had been the one to cause Amy and Rory to face the wickedness of the House.
"You two really are like children at times," Sexy spoke up in humour, grinning as she kept up in running with the two.
Once they reached outside of the small living area, past the many tunnels, and back to the spot where the TARDIS had landed in the first place, they all heard the ominous ringing of the Cloister Bell. Even with Sexy herself out of place from the ship, the warning still went through as an alarm of great peril about to occur. Especially for the occupants trapped inside.
The Doctor and Wanda shouted together for Amy and Rory, running forward to doors, banging on them. They tried snapping their fingers, sonicking, and busting the doors open. But nothing worked. They were helpless, with nothing in their power to stop the ship from disappearing in front of them. Dematerializing with the low guttural TARDIS noise. Only the sound struck an unsettled cord through them as it was nothing like the wondrous feeling the ship's noise usually gave them. It was wrong to their ears in too many ways to contemplate. Wanda tried calling Amy on her mobile phone, but it was no good. Nothing was getting through to Amy and Rory now. Not while the ship was travelling back to the main universe.
"Okay, right. I don't—I really don't know what to do," the Doctor finally said after a moment of staring at where the TARDIS had once been. He then gave a mad chuckle. "That's a new feeling." The statement was soon followed with a sharp slap that he gave himself, trying to snap his mind back into focus. Wanda reached up, patting the side of his face.
"Join the club with the rest of us 'not knowing,'" she joked lightly. She clapped her hands together, bouncing on her feet as she knew what they needed to do next. "Okay! We have exactly thirty-six minutes before House becomes bored of making Amy and Rory run around our TARDIS and just kills them. So, time to build a TARDIS console."
"Build a TARDIS console?" questioned the Doctor, arching his brows high in surprise to this statement. In disbelief really that Wanda would suggest something so impossible.
"You were going to suggest it as well," Sexy pointed out to him. All looked out towards the yard around them, spotting the different parts from past TARDISes lying about. Pulling out his sonic, there were scans given to the parts by the Doctor as he began calculating what they could do with the variety of parts. His mind racing with the impossible task but knowing that they just might succeed. Eyes filled with sadness, both Wanda and Sexy gazed around the yard, knowing this was not a junkyard of TARDISes. This was a graveyard. The TARDIS walked up closer to Wanda as they both felt sadness sweep over them.
"All my Sisters . . . dead. Devoured and left as corpses," Sexy whispered somberly. Reaching down, Wanda held onto Sexy's hand, gripping it in comfort. The TARDIS smiled softly, giving the Time Lady's hand a gladden squeeze. "I wish you could have heard it. We Sisters used to sing to each other. It was how we communicated. Our songs filled the universe, hoping to drown out the sorrows of those around us. And now, only my song is left to fill the void."
"I'm sorry," Wanda let out in a small breath, feeling her hearts sink as she wished she could give Sexy more comfort. She knew how hard the Time War was on the TARDIS. It tore at her just as much as it did to the Doctor. Sexy lifted Wanda's hand, giving it a kiss and a soft pat as she smiled at the younger woman.
"I still have hope. One day. Yes, one day, I know I will hear those songs again," the TARDIS spoke quietly, keeping her tone hushed so that the Doctor (who seemed to be straining his ears to listen to the two talk while he went on working, picking up parts) could not hear.
Wanda held a grim smile, nodding, keeping her voice just above a small breath. "Right. 'Gallifrey falls no more.'"
"I could teach you those songs, if you'd like." Sexy smiled eagerly, watching as Wanda matched her smile.
"I'd like that."
"What are you two talking about?" called the Doctor, gaining the two's attention. They saw how he pouted at them, not liking to be left out of the conversion. Though, with a high hint of curiosity on what the two were whispering. All he could wonder was if they were keeping secrets from him.
"Nothing more than discussing on how I'm going to die at the same time as House will kill your companions," Sexy told the Time Lord, gripping onto the side of her stomach as she felt the pain begin to build up. "I do believe one of these kidneys is going to fail soon. This body can't last with me within. I'm going to burn it up." The Doctor marched up quickly, giving the TARDIS a brief scan and saw that she was correct. She was dying in that body.
"We have to be quick, then," Wanda said hurriedly, pulling the TARDIS along as she knew they needed to work fast in building the makeshift console.
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The light snoring next to her woke Wanda up. She blinked slowly awake, yawning as she stretched up her arms in the comfy bed. Sighing, she glanced over, smiling as Eleven lay next to her, his hair a mess while having his head snuggled into one of the pillows on their bed. She felt one of his arms wrapped around her waist, holding her up to him as he slept. The other arm curled up under the pillow of which his head laid on. Wanda turned over on her side, curling up more to him as she enjoyed feeling the coolness of his skin against her own. Her lips smacked lightly against his bare shoulder as she gave him a quick kiss before scooting away from him, gingerly stepping out of bed as she crept around the room, hoping not to wake him from his slumber. He had been just as tired as she when they finally had time to relax after the chaotic day. Apparently, this had been the first time in two weeks that she had wandered back to him. Making it hard for him to find decent sleep at all. She paused in thought as she pulled a blue, pinstriped nightie over her head, wondering why there seemed to be a strange theme of her taking longer and longer to appear in his life during the future. She wondered what this meant.
Wrapping a fluffy, lilac robe around herself, Wanda hugged the material to her as she stepped out into the TARDIS corridor. Her bare feet touched the cool surface of the metal floor, with toes wiggling in enjoyment of being free from shoes. She giggled, really loving the feeling of walking around with nothing on her feet. She really should go shoe free for now on when they were not in danger. Strolling down the hall, she let her hand trail across the wall next to her, letting the hum sooth her and the warm blanket presence surround her. All this time, she thought the sensation of the invisible blanket the TARDIS would create for her had always felt like a mother's hug. And now Wanda knew it was indeed just that. The TARDIS, Sexy, her mother. Wanda giggled again, still finding the idea of Sexy being her mother both humourous and exciting.
She thought over the events of earlier, remembering her, Sexy, and the Doctor building the makeshift console to get back to their TARDIS and Amy and Rory. Wanda remembered snickering as she had watched the TARDIS and the Doctor bickering at each other. The Doctor had ranted on how Sexy never went where he wanted to go, while Sexy had then nagged him on never following proper instructions. Like an old married couple they were. Oh, they were so adorable together. Wanda had even caught a glance of Sexy giving the Doctor a kiss on the cheek after he had helped her find the right part for the matrix stabilization. The Time Lord had blushed greatly, glancing at Wanda when this had happened as worrying the Time Lady would be cross or upset. But then Wanda merely winked at him, smiling all the way. He had then smiled as well, beaming to have both of his loves with him.
It had been strange during the moments of them building the small console from old parts. Strange how both would not let Wanda do any of the heavy lifting. She had tried in the beginning of them building up the console, trying to pull up one of the large panels around the small console as a wall of protection for when they were flying through the Vortex later. But immediately Sexy and the Doctor let out alarmed calls, pushing Wanda away from the panel.
"No, no! Let me," the Doctor had said, picking up the panel himself.
"Do not overextend yourself, Honey," Sexy had scolded the Time Lady, shaking her head in disproval.
"What? What did I do?" Wanda then asked them, bewildered beyond belief on why the two acted as though she were made of porcelain and were going to break at any moment. Walking down the TARDIS corridor, Wanda shook her head as she recalled this. Seriously, it was like she were a child or ill or something. And neither one would tell her why she could not help lift the heavier parts needed for the makeshift console. So, Wanda had ended up merely putting together the simpler parts, pouting on feeling useless in helping things through completely.
Then, once they had finished, the trio had stepped back from the console, admiring their work. It had been very small. Tiny in comparison to Sexy's console. The large panels with circles surrounded half of the console as for some means of protection. Many parts were jumbled around, sticking out in odd places on the small console. The time rotor had glowed red, making an odd, wobbling hum.
"Right, perfect, look at that," the Doctor of then said merrily, clapping his hands together. "What could possibly go wrong?" Wanda snorted, shaking her head as she remembered right after he had said this is when a part suddenly sprang from the console, bouncing on the ground at their feet.
"Yep. Nothing could go wrong at all," Wanda had replied with high sarcasm during that moment of occurrence. "You just have to jinx us, don't you, Spaceman?"
"That's fine. That always happens," the Doctor had responded in dismissal, pouting when Wanda giggled at him even more.
Wanda sighed, shaking her head. Things went on as they were supposed to after that. They arrived back in the TARDIS with their small console, stopping the House from killing Amy and Rory, destroying the entity in the process as Sexy had been released from the human body when the body at died, and everything was now back to normal as ever. But . . . there was a deep sorrow for the Doctor and Wanda as that had been it. They had watched Sexy's body die, said their fond goodbyes (or rather 'hellos'), and then Sexy had gone back into her home. Into the blue box to live for good. And now . . . they could never truly talk to her again. Never get a chance to be with their one family member who was always there for them. Always protecting them all, guiding them. Sure, they could sort of get a hum, or beeping, or blinking of lights from her. But there would be no personal interactions, a loving bond, as they had received today with the old girl. Both Time Lords would miss being able to talk with their TARDIS so dearly.
They had cried together afterward. Both Time Lords tried to be strong in their loss, not letting Amy or Rory see them cry. But the sadness was so deep for them . . . it was hard not to let it all out. It had been after they had consoled Amy and Rory, eaten, and gone back into their room before letting the sadness wash over them. In the end, the Doctor and Wanda had wound up in bed, hugging, crying, and giving each other their own source of comfort for the night before falling asleep.
There was a beautiful hum sent through the corridor, echoing in a twinkle as Wanda patted the wall where she walked by. She stopped briefly to lean forward, giving the wall an affectionate kiss as she knew Sexy would sense that, knowing that Wanda was missing her, showing her love. Wanda let out a small course of notes, mixed with hums and 'ahhs', vocalizing a mixture of sounds into a song. The same song the TARDIS was singing to her, teaching the Time Lady on how to sing as one with the Time Vortex would. She beamed when getting the interaction right, knowing that she had said 'I love you' in a sort of TARDIS language. Wanda did not know how she knew on what exactly she was sort of 'singing.' Though she had a funny feeling that the TARDIS was sending her a mental link of sorts in knowing what to hum, what to vocalize to her.
Wanda suddenly snickered again, shaking her head as she then recalled Amy and Rory asking for a new room without bunk beds.
"You might want to take that one up with Wanda," the Doctor had said when the companions had asked, flashing a quick side glance towards the Time Lady during that moment.
After this, Wanda had merely rolled her eyes, letting out an exaggerated sigh and said, "Fine. No more bunk beds. But I'm keeping my eye on you two!"
Snorting, there was another quick shake of the head as Wanda realized she was wandering off in thought too much again. She needed to focus on why she had woken up so late in the night in the first place. There were scans needed to be done, after all.
Stepping into the medical bay, the lights flickered on, allowing Wanda to see the different white beds for patients, computer equipment for results, cupboards filled with supplies, and a large stand-up scanner for internal checkups. She pinched her thumb lightly behind her back as she felt uncertain on how to proceed. Yes, Sexy had told her she would receive answers if she did this. But . . . Wanda was afraid of what answers she might find. However, she steeled herself, letting go of her thumb as she made quick strides forward, knowing she needed to do this. She had to know. Whatever Sexy had been trying to tell her what is growing inside, Wanda had to find out what kind of power was within her. If it was indeed growing in power, ready to strike out, then she needed to know what it is so that she might stop it in its tracks. For good.
Walking into the scanning area, she kept her arms straight to her sides, letting the machine swirl around her as it began the process of looking her over. Then the computer beeped, letting her know it was done. Taking a deep breath, Wanda marched over to the computer screens, keeping her fingers crossed.
She blinked, staring at the screen in front of her. The results flashed brightly, giving out a cheery note on what exactly was growing inside of her. She blinked again as her jaw dropped.
"Well," she breathed, "this is unexpected."
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Ooooohh, I bet I know what she found out. Though we'll just have to wait until next time to find out. ;) If anyone wants to give a guess, just let me know in a review! I'd love to see what you all think! :D
Reviewers:
singingKatelyn: So glad you liked it! Actually, what she is has already been revealed a long time ago. But you'd have to take a look back within the first part of the trilogy to find that out. ;) Yay! I'm just so happy that you enjoyed it so much. Hope the wait was worth it. ;) Until next time!
Ronin Kenshin: Woo! I'm so happy that you enjoyed it so much. I'm glad that the pay off in the wait for these things have been worth it. I was worried that the reveal in some of these things would not be good enough. Glad to see that it was not disappointing. :D Hope to see you again in the future!
FictionalBoysAreBetter: I'm so happy that you enjoyed the last chapters so much. :) It's fun with Alpha interacting with everyone. Something I think we've all been waiting for. ;) Oh, trust me, I hate that word, too. Because I just want to tell you all everything, but I know I can't. :( Ugh, so frustrating for us all. lol ;) Oh no! Don't hurt yourself now! I hope your shin is okay now. Yep, Alpha is definitely different from the clones because of her actually being in her full mind within Wanda. Whereas the clones only had a small piece of Alpha in them. As we saw, Wanda did get to be there for everyone and Rose. I hope it was all good emotions at least. :) Yeah, it was frustrating with the Doctor being angry, but yes understandable as he feared in what she and he truly were for each other. If that makes any sense. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the newest chapter and to see you again for the next time! :)
All The Stories Are True 24601: Aww, thank you! I'm just so overjoyed that you liked it. :) I feel the same there about other stories. Not that the writers of those stories aren't brilliant. Because they are. Just that sometimes stories just seem to fall apart on writers at times. It's happened to me before multiple times, so I feel them there on that. :( Hmm, well, I love all kinds of psychology classes. If this is your first time, then I'd say definitely start out with a general psychology course to get you started into the swing of things. If you like family and children, then Lifespan psychology is always great. If you like more out there things, then Abnormal psychology is fun, too. It all depends on where you want to go in life. Psychology courses I always recommend to people because it can help you out with a ton of things. Even if you never go into the psychological field, it helps you through so much. :) haha. Sorry, don't mind me. I can ramble on about psychology forever. Also, another sorry, but most likely we'll never get to thirteen. Which is unfortunate because I'm so excited for that Doctor. But the way the story has been set up, things are going to stick with Twelve. In the next part, at least. Oh, don't worry. There are a ton more surprises to come yet. ;) Until next time!
Victoria: No worries on a long review! I always love long reviews. The longer, the better I say. ;) Things always seem to work out like that don't they? lol ;) Feel you there on the waiting on updates. I've been a reader with writers who take years to update. The struggle in the wait is so hard. :( That's why I always promised myself I'd update much more frequently. I'm not always able to keep the promise of a schedule, though. Sorry about that. Oh, the excitement of the first read. It's always just so thrilling. Totally feel you there on that. ;) Hope you enjoyed chapter 32 when it came out. :D Hope to see you again next time! Take care!
alwaystherereading: You're very much welcome. :) Of course I had to give her depth, though. Truthfully, it's one of my biggest pet peeves if writers don't give their characters of any sorts in-depth character traits and/or growth through the stories. You're absolutely right when it comes to that. :) Agreed, I'm sad about that, too. But don't worry, Alpha will be coming back again in the future. I really hope that you enjoyed chapter 32 as well. :) Aww, thank you. I know we both love you, too. ;) Can't wait to see you again for the next time!
Guest(a): lol I think quite of people like her, too. ;) Unfortunately, as we saw, no remembering for Wanda just yet. Mostly because of Alpha's doing. But no worries, the day of remembrance will be upon us soon.
heroherondaletotherescue: Ugh, I feel you with that. I had a wisdom tooth problem myself. Been dreading having to take care of that. I hope you're feeling all better now, though. :) So glad you liked it! I hope you'll like the newest chapter, too. Take care!
Momochan77: It was a crazy few chapters, wasn't it? But hopefully it doesn't get too crazy from here on out. Or . . . will it? lol ;) Guess it's just spoilers for now! I really hope that it was all good emotions from the last chapter. Also hope that you like where she ended up in this chapter. :) Not really 'soothing' but at least a bit of healing for Wanda. See you next time! Take care!
Kylie Winchester: lol I'm so glad you liked it all! :D Thank you for such kinds words. I'm just so overjoyed that the story has brought you such happiness through all this time. I hope that continues through the rest of it. Until next time! Hope to see you again in the future and have the best day/night! :D
Ruby Slippers: Thank you! Hope you enjoyed the new chapter! :)
X-Lisa-Anne-X: Aww, thank you! :) I really hope that you liked all the chapter! And will like this one just as much. Take care and have a fantastic day/night! :D
mybrainexploded: Hopefully a good kind of tear jerker. :) Hope you enjoyed the new chapter and to see you again in the future. Take care!
Nanski33: Oh no! I'm sorry about that. I hope it was a good kind of cry though at least. Hopefully less crying with this chapter and more joy. :) Until next time!
Authora97: lol I hope that means that you liked it. ;)
Luna M. Moon: Agreed. We should make that a saying now. lol ;)
funwithshark: We did! I'm been so excited for everyone to see this moment. :D And we still got more to come. I can't wait! XD I hope it was good crying, though. :) Aww, thank you! That means so much to me. I know there are many other even more brilliant writers than me. I'm always still trying to grow and be even better as I go. Though I will say that, with this story in particular, it helped just having a planned out timeline from the very beginning. :) Can't wait to see you again in the future! Take care and have a fantastic day/night!
Shiboah: Yay! So glad you enjoyed it. :) Oh, we got a ways to go before we reach the end. So don't you worry, we still got plenty more to come. ;) Until next time!
bored411: What better Doctor for her to be with then Eleven. :) I really hope you enjoyed the new chapter! Let's hope the next will be just as joyful. ;) Take care!
Guest(b): Woo! So glad you liked it! I hope this one was just a joyful to read. :) Well, I can understand getting too many long chapters in a row could be troublesome. I suppose. My motto is to make this story enjoyable for everyone. :) I hope you have a brilliant day as well!
Crystal-star-Tyler: I'm guessing that means you enjoyed it? :) Hope this chapter was as depressing. As well as your day/night being fantastic!
Whoivaneverlark17: lol I don't think I was emotionally prepared, either. But I hope that means you liked it. :) So glad you liked the bit of heartbreak there. Wanda had a bit of a nice time in this chapter I think. Hope you enjoyed it! Until next time!
deadflowerseverymorning: Aww, thank you! That just makes me so overjoyed in knowing that you've been enjoying the story for so long. I truly hope that the rest will bring you just as much joy. :) For that is my goal in the end. To bring joy to all readers. That's wonderful! I bet you'll make even better stories than this one. :D Nah, you're wonderful! I can't wait for you to see it, too! I would answer all those questions, but you know how spoilers go. ;) I really hope that you enjoyed the new chapter and will continue to enjoy the rest to come. Really hope to see you again in the future. Take care!
All of you readers are brilliant. I hope you all know that. You're all just so wonderful and always a delight to be here with. :) I've been rewatching the Ninth Doctor, so . . . Have a fantastic life!
~Tinker~