Hola! Here's just something random I wrote on the official first day of school holidays :D
I am disregarding the point in The End of Time (I think) when the Doctor sets Jack up with Alonso. :nod: Because Jack shouldn't have been able to move on so fast... but he did...
You see him, you know it's him because he just… he reeks of Time Travel and new life. You'd know those two scents anywhere; they follow you around like your own personal perfume. He's wearing a ridiculous outfit; tweed jacket and bowtie and ohh, how he has fallen in the fashion industry. YOUR Doctor, the big eared one, he had a leather jacket and he was amazing. YOUR Doctor, the stick one, he had a trench coat and pinstriped suit and Chuck Taylors. This Doctor… this man… this stranger. He's not your Doctor. And you can tell just by his clothes that he's going to be so different.
He doesn't see you until the moment you are shoving him against the wall and squeezing his neck. You stick your face so close to his as his eyes go wide, as he tries to struggle against you, as he fails.
"Where. Were. You?" You growl into his ear, releasing his neck just the slightest bit so he can breathe. "Probably off getting yourself fucking killed, weren't you? What was more important than the fucking Children of Earth, Doctor, what?" you say, tears welling in your eyes, but fuck it, you don't care anymore, you can't care anymore, you're the man who doesn't care, you don't care.
"What did I miss?" he chokes out and it takes all your will power not to slam his head against the wall and scream "YOU KNOW! YOU KNOW EVERYTHING! YOU ALWAYS KNOW." Instead you just take a deep breath in and shove him hard into the wall as you let go. He coughs and rubs at his neck before fixing his clothes.
"You let them die. How could you let them die? I tried, I tried so hard. I thought you were going to drop out of the sky at any moment and fix things, because that's what you do. But you didn't and they died. I killed them." You say, legs giving way beneath you and you crash to the floor. "God dammit, Doctor. I believed in you, where the hell were you? They needed you, didn't you hear them crying? Screaming? Because I did, Doctor and you know what? I don't know if you'd understand this but… I had to listen to my grandson screaming as I killed him, I had to hear him scream as his granddad, the man he thought was his uncle, ripped his mind up to save the world. I listened as my daughter screamed as she tried to get into the room to stop me, to save him. I had to watch as she walked out of my life again, this time of her own choosing. I held my lover in my arms as he died the day before I killed my grandson. Ianto whispered 'I love you.' And I said 'Don't.' the last chance I'd ever get to tell him I loved him and I said 'Don't.'" he's silent and you can't even bear to look at him.
"They needed you, Doctor. I needed you." You whisper voice breaking before you slip out of the room, you leave him standing there, in shock, in guilt, in anger, in anguish. You leave him standing there with all the answers and you don't even wait to hear them because you just don't, can't, care anymore, and why should you? Why should you care about anything he has to say anymore? He let you down again; he didn't save them, couldn't save you, couldn't save anyone. So why should you give a damn about what he has to say to defend himself?
And I actually LIKE 11s outfit so :P
R&R :D