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CHAPTER 2:- Green with Envy
They walked quickly to the TARDIS, the two kids in front of them.
Martha had the Doctor's overcoat wrapped tightly around her, still in a foul mood.
The Doctor walked quickly, staring furiously at the ground with his hands shoved deeply into his pockets.
He hadn't been this angry in so long.
In all honesty, he wondered how he was able to stand walking next to her.
She hated him and he hated her at that moment in time.
He didn't understand why she was being so stubborn; he especially didn't understand why she was being so…so…so difficult.
It wasn't like he was asking her to ditch the entire marriage and run away with him.
Though, if he was being honest, he did want her to do that.
He'd meant every word that he'd said about that 'Tom'
She should not have been marrying such a slovenly human, she deserved much better than that. A much higher species.
Him perhaps.
With a guttural growl, he kicked the thought from his mind.
No, he was angry at her. He hated Martha and she hated him.
"What's your problem" Martha shot.
Her tone was hostile and cold; breaking something fragile inside him, but he steeled himself against it.
"Nothing." He snapped on the heels of her sentence, casting a furious glance in her direction.
"Fine" Martha said, raising her chin slightly.
For a moment, he swore he saw a glimmer of sadness in her eyes, before it was consumed by anger.
Unable to stop himself, he scoffed.
"I don't understand you. Of all the lazy, slothful, dumb apes that I have met on this planet, I don't understand you" he said disbelievingly.
Martha turned on her heel, stopping in the middle of the street to glare at him.
"Good. I hope that puts you in you're place, your highness" Martha said sarcastically.
Puffing out his chest and raising his chin, he glared imperiously at Martha, hoping that his worst possible stare would cause her to back down.
Yet she did not.
She didn't even waver.
She knew him too well.
"I'm a lot higher than you'll ever be Martha Jones; you're a simple, domestic ape. How could you possibly ever rise to my lowest standards as a TIME LORD" the Doctor snarled, baring his teeth.
Yet it was like water off a duck's back to her.
"At least I have a heart, unlike you, you selfish old man. I think about others and I care for other, I love and I live. You…you mourn and wallow and begrudgingly save the day when there is nothing else to do and then you RUN like a COWARD! I stay behind and deal with what I've caused. You leave a path of ruin and heart break in your wake and you don't even bother to stop and help those you've crushed! You maybe superior, but believe me Doctor, you are in no way BETTER!" Martha said scathingly.
To his horror, his anger slipped and hurt showed upon his face.
The words hit home and they hit him hard.
His hearts cracked and he took a deep shuddering breath.
"Aww…hurt you did I? Good! Some one needed to put you on your arse," she said, adding the finishing blow before turning and walking away.
Leaving him standing there.
It was the first time that he'd truly been defeated…that he had no come back and no hope of ever getting one.
Because Martha was right.
She'd taken one of his debilitating flaws and stabbed him with it, and there he stood bleeding fatally.
Why did he even start the argument, why did he bother to persist with it?
There was no way that he could have won, and all he could have ever hoped to get from that was pain. Yet still he'd done it.
Slowly, his chin sunk to his chest and he stared at the ground.
She was right.
Everything she'd said was right.
And she'd done it to hurt him.
In that moment, he wasn't thinking about the kids, and he wasn't thinking about anything other than himself and her.
Martha Jones, once bitten, twice…she'll hand your rear end to you on a platter.
"Come on!" Martha's voice floated back to him.
Better get it over and done with then he could think all he wanted. Then he could consider how much of a 'stuff up' he really was.
So up went the wall of steel around his heart and his mind as he walked forward stiffly.
Time to do his job and then let her go and never bother her again.
The teenagers were waiting patiently by the doors of the TARDIS; which mildly surprised the Doctor, as he had been following them and Martha and they had still known where the TARDIS was.
Then again, he reminded himself that they were his children, so they had every right to know where his beloved ship was.
"Huh…about time" Martha scoffed as he walked around the corner.
For a moment, his hearts clenched painfully before he re-enforced the steel wall around his mind and hearts and completely ignored her as they entered the TARDIS.
He knew that he would have to tolerate her presence as he had asked to her to come after all and no matter how unlikely it was; they were her children too.
He'd need her DNA to help to lock onto exactly where they had come from.
Unfortunately he knew that the process did take time, depending on how the TARDIS felt.
Hopefully she would understand his pain and give him her quickest and best scan to date.
Spending five minutes with the three people before made him quiver.
Not that he didn't like them, he was simply concerned about how awkward it would be between him and Martha and it would in turn affect their children.
That was not something that he wanted.
So, as he usually did, he turned to the children and grinned manically; hiding away the steel wall behind a mask of insanity.
"Okidokie then, tell me. Where was the last place you landed?" he asked, leaning down to Malikai.
The young boy frowned deeply, obviously more concerned about whether or not he had been found out yet. "I'm not too sure…" he began.
But the Doctor placed a hand on his shoulder and nodded.
"Course you are. Being half Gallifreyan, you're bound to know" he said confidently.
Maia made a sort of small gasp, which made the Doctor look up.
"You know?!" she murmured warily, hiding her mouth behind her hands.
The Doctor stood up, and nodded.
"I do. And the quicker you are back home, the less angry I'll be later when I remember that you were playing with something that you weren't meant to." He said slowly.
He couldn't help but feel extremely proud when they both glanced at each other sheepishly and then nodded.
After all these years of being an ex-father, he still was able to command his offspring with the same authority as days of old.
"Anyway" he spoke suddenly, breaking up the moment of seriousness.
Rocking back on his heels, he stared expectantly at Malikai, still waiting for an answer.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, the Doctor felt a surge of time energy from the boy and a small smile crept onto his face again.
"Uh…I think it was…Moda-Verna. Yeah, you took us there for a little vacation from studies and all that." Malikai said as he opened his eyes again.
Being as eccentric as this incarnation was, the Doctor skewed into a tangent.
"Studies? What studies?" he asked curiously.
Malikai shrugged noncommittally.
"You wanted us to study to be a Time Lord and a Time Lady." He mumbled, knowing that he shouldn't be speaking.
Yet the laws of time eluded the Doctor on this such tangent and he pressed for more.
"Really?! Have you gotten up to the part about growing TARDIS' yet? Cause that was my favourite part! I love how you had to nurture the seedling and tap into the psychic field every day; really draining process but absolutely brilliant when you get to feel the amount of time…" The Doctor began.
"Uh…Dad" Maia spoke loudly as she stepped up before him, causing him to cut short in his monologue.
Blinking, he tilted his head to the right questioningly, preparing to continue on with his speech.
"You've sorta gone way off topic here. Again…" Maia reminded.
"Ah…yes…um…I do that a lot." He said softly.
Maia nodded.
"Yes you do…all the time. I'm constantly reminding you that you have got to close your mouth sometimes, it gets really distracting when you're reading a book for a test tomorrow and you're in my room, sitting on my bed, throwing my well ordered papers about the place as you yak on about some planet you went too years ago." Maia said, all in one breath.
It seemed like the sort of thing that he would do, and all the Doctor could do was offer a small sheepish smile.
"I'll try and remember that for later, Maia. Thank you" he said, nodding to her.
When she smiled back at him, his hearts pounded a little faster, knowing that he helped create something so beautiful.
Or he would help to create.
Mind you, not if things between him and Martha remained the way they were.
Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Martha standing impatiently on the ramp, her eyes cold and glaring as she folded her arms.
"Some of us do have other things to do today, Doctor" Martha said.
An unconscious sneer crossed his face.
"Yes, I suppose that you do Martha." He said curtly.
While they were looking at each other, they missed the look of concern that passed between the two siblings.
"Dad…why don't you start with the DNA scans?" Maia suggested, stepping forward to tug at his sleeve.
Breaking eye contact with Martha, he looked back at Maia for a moment, regarding her again.
She was intelligent; oh so intelligent and compassionate.
The perfect mix of him and Martha.
He could see the human in her, he could see Martha Jones' beautiful eyes in his daughter.
Something that perhaps he'd never have.
"Yes. Sorry. Lend me you're fingers. Maia, Malikai. It's time to send you back home." The Doctor said, shaking his head and extending a hand.
Martha watched the Doctor leaning over the console, her arms folded and her gaze cold as she could keep it.
Her anger was fading, leaving nothing but an empty hole of sadness; yet she forced herself to remain mad as she could.
He didn't deserve her sadness, he wasn't worth crying over.
'Now that's not true' a small voice in the back of her head spoke up.
Flinching, Martha ignored it, shifting her weight from one leg to another.
Maybe it wasn't, but she had every right to be mad at him for bagging out her husband-to-be.
Just because he was jealous, didn't give him the right to say any of the things that he'd said. If he was hurting then good.
It was what he deserved.
Yet, if this was what she truly thought, she wondered why on earth she couldn't help but feel remorseful about the fading red mark on his cheek.
She could see it still, even in the cyan light of the Time Rotor; like a reminder of what she had done to him.
From where she was standing she could see his face, and she recognized the mask that hid the wall of steel instantly.
So he was hurting.
'Not thinking 'good' now are you?' the voice taunted.
"Excuse me…Mu…" Malikai sudden spoke from in front of her, and she tore her gaze from the Time Lord.
The teenager seemed to be at a loss of what to call her; he could tell that she was angry and he didn't want to offend her by calling her something that she didn't want.
But Martha couldn't help but feel a great affection to this boy; the diplomat.
She remembered him breaking up the argument that had threatened to boil over into a fight back at the church.
The boy had to have some guts to stand both the glare of her and the Doctor.
"It's alright. You can say it." Martha said gently, unfolding her arms.
A look of relief and happiness passed over his features.
"Thank you. Uh…Mum…I was wondering…I know it hasn't happened yet…but…I was wondering, since Dad and Maia are working on the Rotor again…could you possibly give me a lesson in human biology?" Malikai asked politely.
For a moment, Martha stood still, staring at this boy.
If he were half Gallifreyan as the Doctor had said, then…why would he want to know about humans if he himself had such an interesting biology?
"Am I allowed to ask why?" she said.
"Well…you always make it sound so interesting. You told me about being a human doctor, and that's what I aspire to be. I want to be able to work on Earth, in a hospital; like you were going to do before you met Dad" Malikai said.
Now that was a punch in the stomach.
This boy, her son; apparently, the son of both her and the Doctor wanted to be a human doctor.
Like her.
Pride swelled in her heart and she let out a sigh of shock.
"Really?" Martha asked; knowing full well that kids of Malikai's age did pull pranks of this calibre yet nothing spoke fraud in his eyes as he nodded eagerly.
"I thought you were studying to become a Time Lord." Martha said; unaware that the Doctor was now listening intently to their conversation.
"I am. But I want to be a doctor. Like you…and to an extent like Dad. I want to be able to go to University, meet all the humans there…take the tests and become an intern. I want to be able to look after humans, keep them safe from viral infections and bacteria that they may have consumed and cells that have mutated. It all sounds so interesting! I mean, 99 percent of all bacteria hasn't even been found on Earth! I could even become a scientist and help discover them all!" Malikai spoke with the enthusiasm of a child on Christmas Eve; and Martha thought her heart would burst with pride.
By this time, the Doctor was looking at her, then at Malikai, and then back at her.
With a slight tug on his sleeve, Maia returned him to his work.
She was grinning now, from ear to ear.
"Alright! Where do you want me to start?" she asked, leaning down.
"The central nervous system; you told me about the neocortex located in the cerebral cortex last time, would you please continue on from there?" Malikai asked.
Martha remembered studying the brain in Medical School. It had been by far, the most complex things she had ever done, and had studied so hard to remember it all. She still remembered a great deal.
"Okay then…the human brain…" Martha began.
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