Edited 21/7/2015 Hope you like it.
Jumping up, I rushed over to her, pulling the blonde into a hug. "So glad you decided to come along, Rose."
"Like I'd let you travel with him alone. He could be a murderer or something."
"If he hadn't gone back, you would have," I replied, a grin on my face. Meeting each other's gaze, we broke out in laughter. It seemed as if neither of us could believe our luck. We were really in an alien spaceship!
Hearing our laughter, the Doctor glanced over to us. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing." Winking at Rose, I moved over to the Doctor. We were both tired from the day, and was hoping to get somewhere for us to sleep. "So, listen Doctor, it's been a very long day."
"It has."
"Where are we lodging? You don't expect us to sleep on the floor now, do you?" I joked.
He chuckled a bit, turning to lean against the console, arms crossed and amusement on his face. "I have the mind to."
"Hey, I saved your life," Rose interjected. "Least you could do is give us a room."
"I think we should pop back. I seem to have acquired some faulty companions."
"Don't you dare," I muttered, causing him to laugh.
He smirked. "Rooms. Down the hall, make a left, then a right, straight again, and another left. The Tardis will sort it out."
Rolling my eyes with a smile on my face, Rose and I started to walk off, following the directions he had given. Ten minutes later, two doors seemed to appear out of nowhere. They were side by side and our names were on them. Smiling at each other, we went into Rose's room first. It was beautiful. There was a wooden canopy daybed with light pink bedspread. The walls were a light orange and there were little butterflies scattered around. The ceiling light stood in the corner of the room, growing into a lamp and illuminating the entire room. There was small table by the bed, two oval chairs with it. There was even a computer desk with pink roses. There was a walk in closet and a door that lead to the baths. Rose laughed with glee at the room. It was bigger than the one at Jackie's and it suited her perfectly. After the quick look around, we went to see my room. I was a bit nervous but excited nonetheless.
Entering the room, I let out a girlish squeal, one that usually never made its way out. In the centre of the room stood a circular canopy bed; the drapes were blue and lilac; they hung from a Tardis blue panel with lights around it. The walls seemed to shift in colour, from Tardis blue to lilac to black to green; no wall was the same colour for long. Drawings covered the walls, some that I recognized, and some that I didn't. The ceiling lights were rectangular with little silver stars hanging down. The Milky Way Galaxy covered the ceiling, shifting and moving as if it were a window to space. I walked into the closet to find that it was a bit smaller than Rose's but it didn't bother me at all. There were clothes in there that I would have bought on Earth, if I had the funds. Walking into the bathroom, I found a granite bathtub in a little nook for my toiletries. The visible side had glass instead of the stone. The tile floor around the tub was covered in white carpet. I couldn't wait to use the bathtub to be honest; mainly to use the soap that had been provided.
"Oh my god, Cer. Your room is amazing. I'm sleeping in here tonight."
"Not a chance Rosie. We'll save that for the second night, promise. I want to have it to myself tonight." She pouted, eliciting a laugh from me. "Your room is great too. The Tardis worked hard on it. You should thank her."
"Right, like she could hear me."
"I think she can. She hums and makes noise. It's like she's alive... maybe she is," I shrugged. "Thank you Tardis. I appreciate the work you put into it," I said as I patted the wall. Rose decided to humour me before taking her leave.
Alone, I walked around, exploring the little space that was mine until the Doctor got tired of us, or me. Smiling, I went into the bathroom and started the shower. Stripping down, I looked at myself in the body mirror. My black hair was a mess of frizz and curls around my shoulders. My arms were bruised from the Autons', as I learned, grip on me. It didn't bother me, I've had worse and I always did bruise easily. Shaking my head, I filled the tub and got it, letting the scalding water calm me. A half hour later, I was dressed in sweatpants and a white t-shirt. After putting my wet hair into a bun, some pieces refusing to listen fell onto the back of my neck and some framed my face, I went to find Rose. I found her in the console room with the Doctor, watching as he worked, in awe of everything. I did too, leaning on the frame, choosing not to make my presence known just yet, or at all. As I turned to head back to my room, the Tardis made a sound, causing the Doctor to face me. He smiled at me before returning to his whatever he was doing. Patting the wall, I I left the two and retreated back to my own space.
Jumping onto my bed, I revelled in how soft the mattress was; it was like sleeping on a cloud. I laid there for a while, just letting my mind wander was I watched the ceiling. After a while, I heard a knock on the door. I grunted and the door opened.
"Just wanted to say goodnight."
"Night Rose."
"Wait, one question. Why didn't you join us?"
"You know I prefer to watch. I'm fine watching."
"Maybe you should get in on the action," Rose replied before getting up. I nodded as she left the room. Getting under the comforter, I got comfortable. Within a few minutes, I was asleep.
Don't let them take him. Don't let them take him. Please just let me keep my baby. They already took her from me. No, they took everything from me. Why can't I just keep him? He's all I have left. They're trying to break in, they're trying to take him from me. They're inside! No, please stop. One raised his hand while another removed him from my arms. As I stood to grab my baby, electricity began its course through my body.
I awoke screaming, feeling as if I were being burned alive. Tears streamed down my face as the nightmare continued to play in my head on a continuous loop. I curled into a ball, hoping to keep myself intact. It didn't help much. When I had calmed down some, I went to the bathroom and turned on the bath. When it was a quarter full, I turned off the water and got in. Submerging myself, I laid there for as long as I could after running out of air. Resurfacing, I heard my name being called. Shocked, I jumped and hit my knee against the granite tub. I hissed in pain but otherwise remained silent. I hoped whoever called me would go back to bed but I was never that lucky.
"Are you all right?" I Doctor questioned, popping his head into the bathroom. I glared at him, looking at myself, the bathtub, and then back at him. After a moment of silence, he finally got the point. "Oh, sorry. I'll just be in here." His head disappeared from the door. Once the bathroom door closed, I cursed and threw my clothes back on. After draining the water, I stormed back into my room where I found him sitting on the bed. He didn't look at me as I stood before him, my arms crossed and eyes angry.
"I was in the bathroom."
"You were."
"Don't give me that crap. Weren't you taught not to enter a woman's bathroom?" He didn't answer. "Honestly, even if this is your place, a little privacy would be nice." When he remained quiet, I sighed, going to sit beside him. "Look, I get it. You've fought in a war and have been on your own for a while, but now you have me and Rose here. You can't just go busting into rooms. Must I teach you manners?" He stared at me suspiciously. "What's with the staring? Is there something on my face?"
"How'd you know I fought in a war?"
He jumped up, menacingly glaring at me. The look in his eyes terrified me, so much so that I moved away from him. "You said so." He raised an eyebrow. "When you were talking to the Nestene Consciousness."
He took a breath and sat back down. "Where are you from?"
"New York."
"No, where are you from?"
"Earth! I am not a bloody alien if that's what you're implying," I yelled, tears welling in my eyes. The Doctor stared at me stoically for a moment before he apologized and pulled me into an awkward side hug. He released me shortly. "What was that for?"
The man deflected my question. "What was it about?" I furrowed my brows, confused by what he was asking. Seeming to notice my confusion, he clarified. "The nightmare. What was it about?"
"Nothing. It doesn't matter."
"Course it matters. What was it?" He pressed, much to my annoyance. I didn't like when others tried to get me to talk about something I obviously didn't want to discuss. "You can tell me. I'm the Doctor."
"What is that supposed to mean, that I can trust you? It was just a stupid, childish nightmare."
"I don't think it was."
"Well I don't want to talk about it."
"You won't go back to sleep, though. How long has it been since you've gotten proper sleep? Days, weeks, months? No, it's been years since you've had a full night's sleep. Am I right?" I just stared at him, not answering his question. "Let me help you."
"I don't need help. Nor do I want it," I muttered defensively. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable under his gaze. and began to twiddle his thumbs, seeming at lost for something to say. Taking pity on the man, I let out a breath of air. "You don't have to do this, you know."
"I'm aware."
"Then why are you here? Shouldn't you be doing something… I don't know… alien?"
"Felt like it. You're odd for a human."I rolled my eyes, watching as he stood. "If you need anything I'm in the console room."
"Yeah, thanks," I muttered before he left the room. When the door closed, I dove under the duvet and curled up into a ball. I didn't go back to sleep though. When I was sure the Doctor had gone off somewhere, I left the bed and snuck out of my room. I was hoping to explore a bit but at every turn, the door to my room seemed to pop up. Taking it as a hint, I retreated back to my room and crawled into bed. With nothing to do, I laid there until I heard a knock on my door a few hours later.
After greeting Rose for the morning, I let her into my room. She had decided she wanted to pick out my outfit. It my utter horror, she pulled out a short red dress. Refusing to wear the thing, she settled on skinny jeans and a navy t-shirt. Taking the clothes, I dressed and put on my combat boots and signature leather jacket. At Rose's insistence, I let my hair down. Dressed, Rose and I left my room, her going to get dressed in hers and me to the console room. The Doctor was there, messing around with some buttons he looked up and muttered a good morning as he leant against the console.
"Right then, Cerys, you tell me. Where do you want to go? Backwards or forwards in time. It's your choice. What's it going to be?" He was tossing and catching a small red ball.
I thought for a moment. Backwards would be fun, all the history to see, but the future was so tempting, and full of the unknown and I was always a curious one. "Forwards."
"How far?"
I shrugged, not expecting him to ask me that. "A hundred years?"
He turned to me, smiling. "There you go. Step outside those doors, it's the twenty second century."
A grin played across my face as I glanced at him in pure elation. "You're joking! That's amazing. Can we go further?"
"Course we can." The Doctor pushed a wheel up for a bit and pumped a piece of machinery. I watched him in awe. The ship was amazing and it was great I was able to see that it could actually travel through time. He then tuned a knob and the noise stopped. "Ten thousand years in the future. Step outside, it's the year 12005, the new Roman Empire."
"You must think you're so impressive." I teased.
He smiled at me. "I am so impressive."
"You wish."
"Right then, you asked for it. I know exactly where to go. Hold on!" he smiled before repeating the process. I grabbed onto the console as the Tardis violently shook.
When all was calm, I took a step towards the door but stopped, turning to face him. "Where are we?" He put up his arm, presenting the great unknown but not answering my question. "What's out there?" I smiled as he repeated the action.
Before I could say anything else, Rose ran out to the room wild eyed and looking quite scared. "What the hell was that?"
"We travelled into the future!" I said excitedly. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the door. "Come on! Let's go see." Leaving the Tardis, we went down a flight of steps and watched as a shutter fell to show an orbital view of Earth. "It's beautiful. I never thought I'd ever have this kind of view." Rose didn't reply; she just looked out the window in awe.
From my peripherals, I saw the Doctor came and stood next to me, his arms folded. "You lot, you spend all your time thinking about dying, like you're going to get killed by eggs or beef or global warming, or asteroids. But you never take time to imagine the impossible, that maybe you survive. This is the year five point five slash apple slash twenty six. Five billion years in your future, and this is the day-" he glanced at his wrist watch. "Hold on." The sun flared and turned red. "This is the day the Sun expands. Welcome to the end of the world." Rose and I looked at him, her worried and me in disbelief.
"Shuttles five and six now docking. Guests are reminded that Platform One forbids the use of weapons, teleportation, and religion. Earth death is scheduled for fifteen thirty nine. Followed by drinks in the Manchester Suite," a computerized voice said as we walked down a corridor.
"So when it says guests, does it mean people?" Rose asked. I hung back, deciding to listen for a while. I wasn't really in the mood to talk as I was still processing the view I'd seen, committing it to memory. I knew that one of these days I'd end up painting that scene; I wanted something to remember my travels with the Doctor by.
"Depends on what you mean by people."
"I mean people. What do you mean?"
"Aliens."
"What are they doing on board this spaceship? What's it all for?"
"It's not really a spaceship, more like an observation desk. The great and the good are gathering to watch the planet burn." I watched as he used his sonic screwdriver on a wall panel, wondering just how much it could do and its limitations.
"What for?"
"Fun. Mind you, when I said the great and the good, what I mean is, the rich."
Rose held up a hand. "But, hold on. They did this once on Newsround Extra. The sun expanding, that takes hundreds of years."
"Millions," the Doctor corrected. "But the planet's now property of the National Trust. They've been keeping it preserved." He led us to a window and pointed to the Earth, or the things orbiting it. "See down there? Gravity satellites holding back the sun."
"The planet looks the same as ever. I thought the continents shifted and things?"
"They did, and the Trust shifted them back. That's a classic Earth. But now the money's run out, nature takes over."
"How long's it got?"
He glanced at his watch. "About half an hour and then the planet gets roasted."
"Is that why we're here? I mean, is that what you do, right? Jump in at the last minute and save the Earth?" I smirked at her question; she was so hopeful. If it was the end of the Earth then there was no way to save it, no way it could be saved. Besides, all things had to end and if there was a trust keeping the planet looking as we knew it, then the continents had long since shifted.
"I'm not saving it. Time's up."
Rose's face dropped. "But what about the people?"
"It's empty. They're all gone. No one left."
"Just us then?" Rose sighed, looking at me. As I was going to answer her, a blue man with golden slit eyes came towards us.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Oh, that's nice, thanks," I muttered, not appreciating his tone. It was only at the fact that there was a deeper undertone to my voice as I said that did I realise the Doctor had also said the same.
"But how did you get in? This is a maximum hospitality zone. The guests have disembarked. They're on their way any second now." Since he was closer, I took better account of his appearance. Besides the blue of his skin and yellow eyes, he had an oval in his forehead. His face was covered in markings that outlined his eyes and the oval thing. He seemed a bit angry, if not extremely stressed.
"That's me. I'm a guest. Look, I've got an invitation. Look. There, you see? The Doctor plus two. I'm the Doctor, this is Rose and Cerys. They're my plus two. Is that all right?" The Doctor pulled out a blank paper and showed the man. I cocked my head to the side, studying the paper, trying to figure out how it would help.
"Well, obviously. Apologies, et cetera. If you're on board, we'd better start. Enjoy." The blue alien then went over to a podium.
"The paper's slightly psychic. It shows them whatever I want them to see. Saves a lot of time," the Doctor explained to us. I don't think Rose heard as she was busy staring at the alien.
"He's blue."
"Yeah."
"Okay."
"We have in attendance the Doctor, Cerys, and Rose Tyler. Thank you. All staff to their positions." The blue man clapped and a group of smaller blue aliens moved around the room, two taking positions at the door. "Hurry, now, thank you. Quick as we can. Come along, come along." The smaller blue aliens hurried along. "And now, might I introduce the next honoured guest? Representing the Forest of Cheam, we have trees, namely, Jabe, Lute, and Coffa." A woman made of bark entered the room followed by two larger men. "There will be an exchange of gifts representing peace. If you could keep the room circulating, thank you. Next, from the solicitors Jolco and Jolco, we have the Moxx of Balhoon." Another blue alien entered. It was mostly a head and body sitting on a transport pod. "And next, from Financial Family Seven, we have the Adherents of the Repeated Meme." A group of black robed aliens entered the room as the blue alien spoke. I looked at them suspiciously, wondering what they were hiding under the robes. It was weird; while I understood that many races had their own cultures and customs, there was just something about them that made me suspicious. "The inventors of Hypo-slip Travel Systems, the brothers Hop Pyleen. Thank you." This was a group of fur clad reptiles. There were more groups called but I paid little attention to them. My focus was on the robed people. "Cal Spark Plug. Mister and Mrs Pakoo. The Ambassadors from the City State of Binding Light." I pulled my eyes away from those entering the room, as the tree people came over to us.
"The Gift of Peace." She held out a small clip of a tree. "I bring you a cutting of my Grandfather."
"Thank you," The Doctor responded taking the twig before he handed the pot to me. "Yes, gifts." He patted his pockets, searching for something he could give to her but finding nothing. "Er, I give you in return the air from my lungs." With that said, he took in a breath and released it in her face.
"How intimate."
"There's more where that came from."
"I bet there is," she smirked. I rolled my eyes at the exchange, feeling slightly annoyed for some reason. We'd just met the man and it made absolutely no sense for me to feel that way. Forcing the feeling to the side, I went back to listening to the Steward, content when the tree woman finally walked off.
"From the Silver Devastation, the sponsor of the main event, please welcome the Face of Boe." A large glass case barely made it through the doorway. It contained a giant humanoid head with straggly hair and squinting eyes. He seemed to be so extremely old, the kind of old that has seen too many battles and deaths. An overwhelming sadness enveloped me, a feeling that wasn't in the room before. I knew it had to do with the Face of Boe; there was no one else it could have emanated from. Deciding that I wanted to speak with the him, I waited until the case had taken a spot. Seeing that the Doctor was busy with the gift exchange and Rose was watching the whole thing, I managed to slip away unnoticed.
"Hello Face of Boe, I'm Cerys." The alien stared at me, as I awkwardly waved. "I'm sure this doesn't mean much, and I am in no position to ask, but why are you so sad? I could feel it the minute you walked into the room," I whispered. He looked at me sadly but there was a faint spark of familiarity, as if he knew me. Even with the familiarity, he remained silent. I could feel it, all the loss, the pain, the destruction, he'd seen in his very long life were weighing down on him. After a few moments of silence, I pat the glass, I walked back over to Rose and the Doctor. I reached just as Rose wiped something off her face.
"It spit on me. That little blue thing spat on me," she muttered under her breath. I smiled sympathetically at her, holding in the laugh that wanted to force its way out. However, my amusement quickly faded as the Adherents of the Repeated Meme approached us. I backed away slightly but said nothing. If they were bad, I didn't want to let them know that I knew. I didn't know what it was about them, maybe that I couldn't register anything with them or something, that made me want to run in the other direction.
"Ah! Adherents of the Repeated Meme. I bring you air from my lungs."
After the Doctor had breathed on them, I watched as a metal hand held out a silver ball that the Doctor promptly took. "A gift of peace in all good faith." He handed the ball to Rose.
"And last but not least, our very special guest. Ladies and gentlemen, and trees and multi-forms, consider the Earth below. In memory of this dying world, we call forth the last Human. The Lady Cassandra O'Brien Dot Delta Seventeen." We watched as a piece of skin, stretched thinly on a rectangle frame, was wheeled in my two men covered head to toe in hospital whites. Rose and I glanced at each other and then back at the piece of skin in disgust. That was the last HUMAN?!
"Oh, now, don't stare. I know, I know it's shocking, isn't it? I've had my chin completely taken away and look at the difference. Look how thin I am. Thin and dainty. I don't look a day over two thousand. Moisturize me. Moisturize me." She said to the men and one sprayed some form of liquid on her. Rose and I stared at the thing, walking around the frame, trying to see if it was a joke. It was revolting, all that she'd done to herself; who in their right mind would have that much plastic surgery? "Truly, I am the last Human. My father was a Texan, my mother was from the Arctic Desert. They were born on the Earth and were the last to be buried in its soil. I have come to honour them and say goodbye." The man on her right dabbed her eyes, wiping the fake tears that she produced. Her theatrics were all for show; the flap of skin definitely had an ulterior motive. "Oh, no tears, no tears. I'm sorry. But behold, I bring gifts. From Earth itself, the last remaining ostrich egg. Legend says it had a wingspan of fifty feet and blew fire from its nostrils. Or was that my third husband?" I grimaced at her horrible joke. From the corner of my eye, I saw the Doctor crack a small smile. "Oh, no. Oh, don't laugh. I'll get laughter lines. And here, another rarity." I didn't notice that a 50's jukebox had been brought into the room. "According to the archives, this was called an iPod. It stores classical music from humanity's greatest composers. Play on!" I choked, trying to hold back a laugh as Tainted Love by Soft Cell played. I glanced at the Doctor to find him with a stupid grin on his face as he did a stupid dance. I kind of couldn't help but smile. The man was slightly adorable.
"Refreshments will now be served. Earth Death in thirty minutes," the steward announced. I glanced over to Rose to ask if she wanted to try some of the 'refreshments' set out but saw that she was already on her way out of the room. The Doctor and I shared a worried glance before I went after her. As I left, I saw that he was speaking with the tree woman. I gritted my teeth but kept going, still not understanding why I was bothered. Sighing to myself, I left the room. My best friend needed me.
I found Rose talking to someone who had to be the same race as the steward. "No, not at all. Er, I don't know. A long way away. I just sort of hitched a lift with this man, me and my best mate. We didn't even think about it. We don't even know who he is. He's a complete stranger. I can see why she did it. She had it tough and deserves a bit of fun and she's always liked adventure. At least she seems fine with it all. Anyway, don't let me keep you. Good luck with it."
"Thank you, miss. And thank you for the permission. Not many people are that considerate."
"Okay. See you later." When Rose walked out, she ran straight into me. Her eyes widened as I smirked at her, letting the blonde know that I heard the tail end of the conversation. "Cerys, what are you doing here?"
"I deserve a bit of fun, eh? Rose, don't you think this is a good thing? We get to see the stars and all types of creatures. Yeah, we may not know a lot about him, but I trust the Doctor with my life," I admitted as we walked back to where we'd first come. "I don't know why I do, to be honest. I guess you can say it's one of my weird feelings." Reaching the room, I pulled her to sit on the steps, rambling about nothing while Rose tossed the ball around.
"Earth death in twenty five minutes."
"Oh, thanks."
"Come on Rosie, this is history. Who else from our time can say that they witnessed the end of the Earth?"
"Mum's down there, Cerys. How can you be excited about this? Our home is about to be destroyed."
"No, Jackie's a billion years in the past, perfectly safe," I replied. "Our home is 2005, not five point five slash apple slash twenty six." I smiled, proud of myself that I'd remembered the exact year. "Come on, enjoy it. You never know when he's going to drop us back."
Giving in, Rose smiled and picked up the potted plant. "Hello. My name's Rose, that's a sort of plant. We might be related. She's Cerys." Rose stopped talking, looking at me wide eyed. "Oh my god, I'm talking to a twig."
"You loon. I didn't mean to start talking to plants. What I meant was to enjoy the time now. Never know when it could end."
Rose nodded at me and then returned to the view. "It IS beautiful."
"Rose? Cerys? Are you in there?" we heard the Doctor ask from outside the room a moment or two before he entered. "Aye, aye. What do you think then?"
"It's great," I replied.
"Great. Yeah, fine. Once you get past the slightly psychic paper," Rose muttered, pressing her hands together. Her mood had soured once again. "They're just so... alien. The aliens are so alien. You look at 'em and they're alien." I rolled my eyes at her.
"Good thing I didn't take you to the Deep South." I chuckled a bit, earning an approving smile from the Doctor.
"Where are you from?" Rose abruptly inquired.
"All over the place."
"They all speak English."
"No, you just hear English. It's a gift of the Tardis." The Doctor made himself comfortable, laying on the floor and propping up a leg. "The telepathic field, gets inside your brain and translates." Interesting. I couldn't help but wonder how many languages we hadn't heard thanks to the telepathic field. It was a useful tool, but I wish I were able to hear the differences in alien languages.
"It's inside our brains?"
"Well, in a good way."
Rose looked at him, dumbfound and a bit upset. "Your machine gets inside our head." The Doctor nodded, not seeming to realise where Rose's thoughts were going. "It gets inside and it changes our mind, and you didn't even ask?"
The Doctor sat up, glancing at her. "I didn't think about it like that."
"No, you were too busy thinking up cheap shots about the Deep South. I called her name, trying to get her to think before speaking. She ignored me as she was in full on rant mode. "Who are you, then, Doctor? What are you called? What sort of alien are you?" Instead of answering her, the Doctor glanced at me for assistance.
"Rosie…"
"I'm just the Doctor."
"From what planet?"
"Well it's not as if you'll know where it is!" He chuckled humourlessly.
"Where are you from?"
"Rose!"
"Why are you defending him, Cerys?" she started, turning her anger onto me. "It got into your head too. Aren't you angry? You said you trusted him with your life but that's not true." The Doctor's attention quickly turned to me. To avoid his gaze, I blankly stared at Rose. "You don't trust anyone. You barely trust me and we've been friends for years. The only person you trust yourself so don't call my name as if it is something you don't want to know. You're curious too. The only difference is that I have the guts to say something." Rose snapped her head from me to the Doctor. So tell me Doctor, where are you from?" I glared at the blonde for a moment before moving to the window, on the other side of the room. I was irritated beyond measure and while I really wanted to give Rose a piece of my mind, I refrained, knowing that my anger would get the best of me and I would say things that were hurtful. It wasn't worth a friendship and I hoped that gazing out at the Earth would calm me a bit.
"What does it matter?"
"Tell me- us- who you are!"
"This is who I am, right here, right now, all right? All that counts is here and now, and this is me," the Doctor replied hurriedly and desperately. It was such a Rose thing to push until she got what she wanted, a trait about her that often caused tiff between us. She didn't care that some things came with time. It was so painfully obvious that the Doctor didn't want to tell us yet and I could understand, there's some things that should remain hidden. I did, however, fee l sorry for him. He had no idea how bad Rose could get when she wanted information. I was hoping she'd give it up and realise that he would tell us that in due time.
"Yeah, and I'm here because you brought me here, so just tell me," she pushed. The Doctor stood and walked to the window, irritated with the conversation, and ending it.
"Earth Death in twenty minutes. Earth Death in twenty minutes."
Rose stood, going to stand by him. "All right. As my mate Shareen says, don't argue with the designated driver." I sighed, thankful that Rose gave in. Pulling out her mobile she messed with it for a bit, moving it side to side. "Can't exactly call for a taxi. There's no signal. We're out of range. Just a bit."
"Tell you what," the Doctor started, snatching her phone. "With a little bit of jiggery pokery."
"Is that supposed to be a technical term, Doctor, jiggery pokery?" I smirked at the man as he took out the battery and replacing it with a black one shaped like an 'I'.
"Yeah, I came first in jiggery pokery. What about you?"
"No, we failed hullabaloo."
"Oh. There you go," he replied, returning the mobile to Rose. Seeing that she had service, she immediately called Jackie. While she spoke to her mother, the Doctor came by me. We both stared out the window in silence for a bit before he spoke. "You all right?"
"Why is it that you always ask me that?"
He shrugged. "Don't know. Feels like you need someone to ask you that every once in a while. About what she said…"
Not wanting to speak about it, I cut him off. There was no way I was going to tell him why I trusted him, or explain what Rose meant when she spoke about the lack of trust I had in her. Just like who he was, it was something I wanted to keep to myself. "It doesn't matter."
"'Course it does."
"But it doesn't. Rose was telling the truth but it doesn't matter. It's in the past."
"It was only a few minutes ago. How could it be in the past?"
"I prefer to move forward," I lied. "Thinking about the past brings up emotions that I don't want to experience. Besides, you're doing the exact same thing Rose just did and just like you, I don't appreciate it. So if you don't mind, I'd like to talk about something else."
"I suppose. The thing is though-"
I grit my teeth, exasperated. Why was the man so damn stubborn? Why couldn't he leave things well alone. I didn't want to speak about it! "Well isn't that why YOU won't tell us about yourself? That's why you got defensive when I spoke about you being in a war. You, Doctor, aren't the only one who would like to keep the past hidden." I moved closer to him, not wanting Rose to hear what I was going to say. "And what exactly is a Time Lord?" The Doctor grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away, glaring at me angrily. "I heard it, the Nestene Conscienceless, it called you that." I ignored his glare and the hurt that came with him pushing me away. I was giving him a piece of his own medicine. He shouldn't push, especially when Rose had just tried to force him to talk about something he didn't want to. "Is that what you are?" Seeing the pained expression on his face, I stopped and sighed. There was no need for what I was doing. Two wrongs never made a right. "No forget it, don't tell me; it's not my place to ask and you wouldn't answer me anyways," I rambled before leaving the room. As I walked off, I couldn't help but wish he had answered my questions. I was so curious about him but he was the one who had taken us on an adventure of a lifetime after all and he could always end it when he got tired of us.
Hey, so we are currently on the second episode of 'Her Secrets' and I thought I'd introduce myself a bit. The name's Brytt and this is my first time attempting fan fiction. I'm really writing this because I have writer's block (long term) on my original story and wanted something that would help the creative juices flow a bit and I hate going days without writing. This is a Doctor/OC story so there will be romance. Something you can probably see from this chapter. Constructive criticism is always welcomed so please feel free to leave reviews. No seriously, leave reviews. I want to know your thoughts.
-Brytt