A/N: I have decided to make this only one story. This story will have an ending (I will let you know when it ends), but will not be a series of stories.
Vivian VI
"A question only I could answer. A truth field to make sure I'm not lying. If I give my name, they'll know they've found the right place and that it's safe to come through." The Doctor sighed.
Vivian was staring at the crack in shock. After all she went through, the war and the Doctor, she was so close. So close to home…. Home.
"The Time Lords? Okay, so what then? If you answer the question and they come back, what happens?" Clara asked.
The Doctor gives Clara a short round device. "Er, you need to take this to the Tardis and put it in the charger slot for the sonic."
Clara gives the Doctor a look, "Why?
"Hell." The Doctor turns and stares into Clara's face, "All hell, that's what happens if the Time Lords come back. There's half a universe up there already, waiting to open fire. Now please, go to the Tardis and just do as I say!" The Doctor roared the last part, startling Clara into a run at full speed, away from the Doctor.
"No need to be so harsh." Vivian snapped, not remembering that she didn't like humans, "And what was that? Hell? I'm hell?"
The Doctor closed his eyes and ran his hand over his face and through his wig, "I had to." He said, completely ignoring Vivian's last bit, "I have to save her."
"Doctor." Tasha Lem's voice came through the air from seemingly nowhere. "Speak with me." Tasha's holographic face hangs large in the sky, "Doctor! Face me now! Doctor!"
"Are you going to go meet with her?" Vivian asked.
The Doctor opened his eyes, "I'm going, but you're coming with me."
"What!?" Vivian yelped as The Doctor gripped her upper arm and started to drag her to the stairs that lead up to the bell chamber. "A little tight."
The Doctor gave no notice and arrived, with Vivian in tow, in front of the clock face, which is very open to the elements and appears to house just the one bell, "Mother Superious, there is only one thing I need from you. This planet, what's it called?"
"Trenzalore. If you speak your name, the Time Lords will return."
"If they return, they will come in peace." The Doctor pleaded, seemingly to Tasha, but Vivian knew that he was pleading for the Time Lords to prove him right when they returned.
Tasha shook her head, "It doesn't matter. They will be met with a war that will never end. The Time War will begin anew. You know that, Doctor."
"They're asking for my help!"
"And if you give it, war will be the consequence. I will not let that happen, at any cost. Speak your name and this world will burn."
"No," The Doctor growled, "This planet is protected." He Turned toward Vivian who stood there, completely shocked. The Doctor turned to Vivian, "Help me ring the bell?"
Vivian shakes her head, "Ring it yourself." She used her training to get out of the Doctor's grip, spat on the ground and marched toward the stairs. Vivian stopped and turned around for a second, "I knew you would choose humans over your own species. Shame on you." She stared at him, hating his every existence, then turned and ran down the steps before he could get out a single word.
Vivian stopped at the edge of town when she heard the bell ringing. She could see a crowd gather at the bottom of the tower.
Vivian gave a small jump, a bit startled when Tasha began talking to the town, "Attention. Attention all Chapels and Choirs of the Papal Mainframe. The siege of Trenzalore is now begun. There will now be an unscheduled faith change. From this moment on, I dedicate this church to one cause. Silence. The Doctor will not speak his name, and war will not begin. Silence will fall!"
She felt wetness on her cheeks, but paid no attention. She turned her back on the town called Christmas and ran into the woods.
A month passes. - Vivian survives out in the wilderness without contacting the Doctor.
A year passes. - Vivian is always cold. Her body has grown thin and she still hasn't contacted the Doctor.
Five years pass. - Vivian has regenerated once. She caught a bug that slowly killed her over a five month period. That was her seventh regeneration. She was now on eight. She had only four left. Still, she refused to see the Doctor.
After the twentieth year in the woods, Vivian had regenerated two more times. One was hypothermia, the other was a bear attack. She was now on her tenth regeneration. Over these ten years, Vivian had though a lot about the Doctor, the Time War and the Time Lords.
She only hopes that the Doctor would forgive her.
Vivian was now around six feet with a pale complexion and long red hair tied back to keep it out of her face. Her cloths were still of her sixth regeneration, but were so filthy and ripped that they hung off her body like rags. They didn't even fit her anyways.
She was sick. She was dying of another sickness. This was her tenth generation. The next would be her eleventh. This regeneration of hers was sappy and stubborn, driving her to come to the conclusion to apologize to Him.
She stumbled into the village, making her way toward the tower where she knew the Doctor would be staying. Vivian ignored the stairs of the town's inhabitants as she walked passed, her only goal was to get to the tower.
Vivian staggered up the steps and pounded as hard as she could on the door to the tower and called out, "Doctor!" At the end of the word, she ended up coughing, so she tried again, "Doctor!"
The door opened to reveal an slightly aged Doctor. "Doctor." Vivian breathed and fell forward, no longer able to stand on two feet.
"Whoa." The Doctor caught her, scooped her up and brought her inside, closing the door behind with a kick of his foot.
"Now, who are you?" The Doctor asked as he gently placed her on his bed.
Vivian stared up at the Doctor and smiled sadly, "Don't you remember?" She started coughing again. "I believe I'm dying."
"No, no no no no. You're not." The Doctor stammered, quickly getting a rag, dumped water on it and placed it on her forehead, "You're going to be fine." He felt the side of her cheeks and Vivian could feel his wince. She was burning up.
"Doctor." Vivian said sharply. At that, the Doctor focused his eyes on hers. "I'm sorry." She breathed out.
"For what?"
"For running out on you. Leaving you here alone." She breathed. Her hands began to glow and the Doctor's eyes widened.
"Vivian?" He whispered, shocked.
Vivian tried to smile but it came out more of a grimace, "Hey." She coughed and blood came up this time. "Help me up?"
The Doctor swallowed, nodded and helped Vivian to stand. Vivian stood on shaky legs and she had to hold onto the bed banister for support. "I'm sorry." She repeated. Then Vivian let out a strangled scream and began the process of regenerating into her eleventh self.
Three hundred years has passed since Vivian regenerated. The Doctor and Vivian now had a working relationship instead of Vivian's deep hatred. She still got frustrated and get into huge fights every once and awhile, but they would still make up.
One of the things she told the Doctor after she regenerated was that it was her eleventh self. After she stated that, they both got into conversations about what happened during each of their past lives. The Doctor explained that in reality, he was on his twelfth self and he explained the thing with the hand.
Vivian was startled to know that this was his last life, but focused on getting to know the Doctor more and not to hate him as much.
"Ow." The Doctor groaned. As he got up from his chair, all his bones in his legs and back seemed to crack. He reached for his cane and helped Vivian up.
Vivian thanked the Doctor as he handed her cane. Vivian hatted that she had to use a cane, but knew her balance wasn't as good as it was.
Alarm bells began to ring and people began to shout.
Vivian let out a tired sigh, "Another one?"
The Doctor smirked, "Let's go defend the town."
"There's another one! Doctor, Doctor! There's another one!" Barnable was yelling.
"Incinerate. Incinerate." It was a Tree-Cyberman.
The Doctor and Vivian came out of the tower leaning on their canes.
"The Doctor is required." The Cyberman states.
The Doctor throws a wooden rifle to Barnable, "There you go, Barnable."
Barnable caught it and looked down at his toy as if inspecting it, "Thanks."
"Working fine. Nice action. Don't leave it out in the rain again." Vivian tossed a wheeled toy to another child.
"Fixed the wheels and the antigrav." Vivian stated.
The girl looked confused, "The anti what?"
The Doctor snorted, "Told you you went too far Vivian."
"Shut up." Vivian replied playfully.
"Now then, what do we have today?" The Doctor said, pointing his cane at it, "Don't you move one step further. Wooden Cyberman. Nice. Like it." The Doctor limps over to his foe while Vivian stayed by the children on the steps, though in front of them, ready to shield them if something happened.
"Low tech, doesn't set off the alarms upstairs." There is a long pause while the Doctor and the Cyberman stand off. Suddenly The Doctor zaps it with his screwdriver before it manages to raise its creaky arm, "Only bit of tech allowed in. Got in before the truce. Now, I just sent an instruction to your firearm to reverse the polarity and fire out the back end. Now, as we're standing in a truth field, you will understand I cannot be lying. If you like, you can scan my screwdriver, verify that's the signal I sent."
"Signal verified."
The Cyberman's arm weapon turns around and fires its flamethrower through its chest, "Yes. I probably should have mentioned this doesn't work on wood. You send your friends up there a message from the Doctor. You tell them the Doctor stays." He prods the Cyberman with his cane and it falls backwards, "Next." He states.
Vivian was swept along in the celebration, more from the children's excitement than her own. She knew that this would keep happening. That they would be living under constant fear of invasion. Yet they celebrated. It was the one thing that she would never understand about humans.
Vivian watched in amusement as the Doctor was dancing with the children of the town, "You've got to be the drunk giraffe. You've got to commit! Don't be cool, guys. Cool is not cool."
"Cool is not cool!" The children repeated, giggling.
"And what's the dance we're doing?"
"The drunk giraffe!" The children yelled and more giggling ensued.
"The drunk giraffe. Yeah, it is. Merry Christmas. Give me a hug. Bring it in."
"Yeah!" The children cheer and hug the Doctor and the Doctor finally gets away from them and comes over to were Vivian and Barnable are standing, watching him.
"How's your father's barn?" The Doctor asked.
"You've fixed the leak all right, but he says it's bigger on the inside now." Barnable says.
"You didn't." Vivian began but the Doctor cut her off.
"Shush, they'll all want one."
Suddenly there is the sound of a wheezing time rotor.
"The TARDIS." Vivian breathes.
"What is it? What's that noise." Barnable asked.
"The TARDIS is trying to materialise." Vivian whispered.
"Well. Where have you been for three hundred years? Ha!" The Doctor jabs his cane at it.
"What's that?" Barnable asked.
"It's my ship." The Doctor said.
"Your what?"
The Doctor turns toward Barnable and answers, "It's my TARDIS. That's how I got here in the first place."
"Does this mean both of you are leaving?" Barnable asks, his voice small.
The TARDIS fully materialises, with Clara still on the outside holding her key in the lock.
The Doctor taps Clara on the back with his cane, "What are you doing here?"
"I was in space." Clara breathed.
The Doctor stars at Clara, "Well, you were in the time vortex. She must have extended the force field. No wonder. No wonder she's late, dragging you around." The Doctor pulls Clara off the outside of the TARDIS and they walk away from it.
"You tricked me." Clara spat out.
"I saved you." The Doctor tried to make her see his actions.
"You didn't even say goodbye!" Clara yelled at him.
"I'm furious with you!" The Doctor yelled back at her.
"Well, I am not even talking to you!" They paused, then burst out laughing and hug each other.
Vivian, who had been watching the exchange the whole time huffed and said, "Humans. So confusing."
At the 'humans,' Clara turned in shock, "Vivian?"
Vivian waved with her cane. "Hey."
"You're different."
Vivian snorted, "That's an understatement. Regenerated quite a bit after you left."
"Not my fault I wasn't here." Clara huffed, still pissed off, but not enough to fight the Doctor about it.
"Come, let's go inside." Vivian said, looping her arm with Clara's. "The pictures are adorable."
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