I am going to give you one more chapter to munch on because its Saturday and I just watched the new episode of Who and the fucking writers ship Rory/11 I swear. Any! Onto the next chapter!
Elven stirred absently in his hammock of wires. He was tangled up in them and the legs and arms of the Roman. Having decided to watch the other closely for a few days he'd ended up staying up most the night talking and doing various other things. Williams yawned and reclaimed his arms from the Time Lord,sitting up and rubbing his face. His headaches had improved a little thanks to the Doctor and now he could function without having to pop pain killers every three seconds.
The Roman shifted out of the mess of wires leaving the man to sleep, seeing as he didn't seem to do much of it. He decided to explore the Tardis a little without interruption from Amy or Eleven. Eventually he just ended up in a mountain of stuff and was going through it absently when he picked up a intricate silver .Why would the Doctor need to keep time? He shifted with it sitting on some of the crap laying around running it around in his hands. It felt familiar for some reason. Had the Doctor show this to him before? Hm he didn't think so. He shifted trying to open it absently not sure how it might work.
"Rory." Rory dropped the watch flailing to stand as the Doctor stood in the archway leaning on the frame.
"Doctor don't sneak up on people." Rory complained putting a hand to his chest and then shifted to pick up the watch."Nearly scared me half to death." He shifted with the watch and blinked as the other silently came up to him smoothing his hands over his own."Doctor?" He questioned as the man shifted with the watch still not taking it completely out of his hands.
"Rory do you know what this is?" He asked softly and the nurse shook his head."Its called a FOG watch…it stores memories."
"Your memories?" Rory questioned curiously and Eleven shook his head lightly.
"…Rory…I don't…" He bit his lip hesitantly. "Rory I don't…want to do this." He said lightly and noticed the other got confused rather quickly."This watch, isn't mine…its yours." Rory cocked an eyebrow and looked down at the watch.
"Mine? What do you mean? Is this the Time Lord way of proposing?" He stuttered getting flusters. Cause if that was the case it was rather sudden and he didn't know how to reply to that other than with sheer shock .
"No its not that." The Doctor said seriously. "It has..memories, that you've forgotten inside, I didn't put them there either." He shifted taking the watch away from the other."…I'll give you a choice, you can have the watch and open it and discover what all you've forgotten, or let me hide it away." He shifted awkwardly. "The consequence to knowing what you've forgotten is that you will no longer be the Rory Williams you and I know." As the Doctor chattered Rory noticed he was getting increasingly more upset. "You will no longer be…." The man I love. The Doctor shifted and Rory moved forward grasping the watch but not taking it.
"…I don't…" Rory bit his lip. What memories didn't he know? What was going on? What was so important that the Doctor looked like he was going to break down in tears if he took the damn thing?" Can't you tell me what's inside?" He questioned.
"….The Master." It was quick ,short, and to the point so much so that Rory was taken aback by it.
"Excuse me…who?" Rory asked his eye brows furrowing. If this thing contained his memory and it contained something similar to what the Doctor's name was, what did that mean? Was he forgetting something crucial pertaining to another time lord? Or, was he a time lord? Bah that didn't make any sense."…Doctor…what does a Fog watch do?"
"It..makes a time lord human…wipes his memory, and occasionally if he has a Tardis creates a new life for him, fixing everything so it's perfect." Again, nothing was held back and the man now sounded emotionless, as if relaying facts like a computer, the watch just dangling between his fingers.
"Doctor…are you saying I am a Time Lord?" He asked even more confused than he was a few minutes ago. There seemed to be a slight nod and then Rory laughed."Doctor! That's ..amazing! That means I can be with you in the Tardis forever." Rory was about to hug the man and spin him around joyously when he saw the dark shroud cover the man's face. "…Doctor?
"Rory you won't be you anymore, you'll be him…" He waved the watch back and forth."You'll be The Master.."
"Is there something..wrong with him?" Rory questioned suspiciously tapping the watch as if it was a mine now. There was a long pause and the Doctor seemed to hesitate.
"I don't really know anymore. " He finally admitted shrugging."all I know is if you open this you will no longer be gorgeous wonderful Rory…you'll be…someone else."
"Do..you two hate one another?" Rory continued wondering if that was why the other didn't want him to open the thing.
"No.' The Doctor admitted feeling a pang of want, he wanted the other to open it too, he was being selfish, but another time lord, even if it was The Master, his master, he didn't think he'd mind. Silence befell them and Rory drew his hand away from the watch.
"I don't want it if ….if it means I won't be me anymore." Rory finally decided and the Doctor sighed nodding and shifted tossing the watch over the junk pile and it knocked shit everywhere burying it once more. The nurse took the others arm linking it and dragged him out of the room knowing every well Eleven was upset. "I'll stay Rory." He tried to comfort. He winced though as his headache seemed to return now and he moved to sit pulling the other with him.
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Eleven flailed awake rolling out of his wire hammock as he woke up. He groaned sitting up on his knees. What a weird dream. He frowned a bit at it. It made him wonder if that happened if Rory would stay Rory for him. He doubted it though. The Time lord shifted up to his feet moving up to the console where he found the man in question asleep on the console. He must have been fixing it while the Eleventh was taking a nap.
"….Rory." The Doctor said sofly shaking the other. The other raised his head, rings had formed under his eyes and he yawned.
"Yes Doctor?" He asked as the other sat him in a chair.
"Do you ever hear drums?" Eleven asked softly again.
"Drums? Um, no it's more like a banging noise, I think that's what's causing my headache." He paused and then shifted. "Although, now that I think about it, it does sound a lot like drums." He shook his head."Like..four of them.."