Life, Love and Death through Time and Space
Chapter Seven
by
Sabrina Lonewalker
Grace laid back on her pillow, stretching as she thought about him. He hadn't loved her like that for a long time and it felt good to feel like that again. It was as if they were making love for the first time, she eager to be with him and him, hesitant and gentle, taking his time with her, making her feel things she hadn't felt in a very long time. She smiled as she heard the shower going and, with a wicked smile on her face, she got up and slipped into the shower behind him. When he turned around, he was startled and happy all at once.
"Grace!" I didn't mean to wake you up." She smiled, "That's ok, don't you realize that I wake up when you leave the bed? Don't like being alone." He smiled tiredly as he slipped his arms around her waist. "I know," he said, "I'm the same way when you get up first." Grace kissed him, gently as his hands began caressing her but then her kiss grew a little more demanding as his hands moved over her body. His touch was so gentle, so smooth it made her shiver in delight.
He pressed her back against the wall of the shower, his lips moving over her face and throat as her hands caressed his back and hips. She let out a delighted cry when he slid into her, pressing hard against her as their passions grew, merged and became one. This was the first time they had made love in the shower and she delighted in the sensations of him within her and the water cascading over both of them. She let out a delighted cry as he erupted into her then, his mouth covered hers and stifled any more cries.
After leaving the shower, they dressed and headed back to the control room. He checked the coordinates and nodded. He looked at Grace and his eyes were sparkling, "We've found them." She nodded. She was so glad that this damned war was almost over and life could get back to normal again or, at least, what passed for normal when travelling with the Doctor. The TARDIS landed not long after and they met up with the resistance group that had cornered the last group of Daleks.
She worked with the physicians that were there, treating the injured, making sure everyone else was all right. She was working to help deliver a baby when she winced, feeling a pinch in her abdomen. She hesitated for just a second or two, thinking about it but then, she shook it off and continued, delivering a healthy baby boy. She got him cleaned up and presented him to his mother then, she moved to her next patient.
It took three months to clean out the last pocket of Daleks but, it was almost over when it happened. She heard them yelling for her and she ran to them, stopping in her tracks. He had been hurt and it was bad, really bad. It was beyond her capacity to repair and they both knew it when they looked at each other. She knelt next to him and he looked into her eyes, "My angel," he said, his voice was raspy and weak, "I have to get into the TARDIS, help me." There was regret in his voice and she knew why. Everything they had known was about to change. She got his arm around her neck and helped him get to the TARDIS. He had told her that it would be best for the regeneration if he were inside when it happened.
The fighters nodded, understanding he had to go. Grace got him to the TARDIS and he was fumbling with the key when they heard a familiar metallice voice saying, "Exterminate!" and she looked back. A lone Dalek had infiltrated and was being attacked but, then, it saw him, Her Doctor. He had just gotten the door unlocked when the Dalek fired directly at him.
Reacting on instinct, Grace shielded him with herself, taking the brunt of the Dalek blast on her back. The pain that coursed through her body was more than she had ever experienced and in that instant, the child within her died. The blast had not killed her instantly because the Dalek had been attacked previously and his power supply was low but, in her physician's mind, she knew it was only a matter of time but, she said nothing to him about it. Then, the Dalek was killed. They got inside and the door closed. She got him to the console and stepped back, collapsing to the floor, sitting there, never taking her eyes off of him. He staggered to his feet and finally saw her. "Angel, you're hurt." His voice was weak but concerned was laced through it. She smiled, "I know, but, you're safe now, that's what's important. It's time, isn't it?"
He nodded, "Yes, I feel the regeneration beginning. I am so sorry, my angel. I won't be the same man you loved but, I'll never stop loving you, I'll still be your husband. Remember, we said 'Forever'." She smiled, biting back the pain that coursed throughout her body. "Forever." She said as she watched him. She was dying, she knew that but, he was safe, that was all that mattered to her, that he was safe and alive to help others. She watched as that golden glow he had told her about began and hoped that, someday, he would let another woman see into his heart and soul, to find what she had found, that he just wanted to love and be loved.
"Goodbye, my angel," were the last words she heard from him as he began glowing brighter than the sun. She watched for as long as she could then, she fell back, her last thoughts of him and the child she would never have, the child that had died within her even as she breathed her last. The Doctor didn't know it yet but, his angel was gone, forever and his life would never be the same.
End Part Seven