Hello dear people! Thank you Turtle for your reviews :D and please, please, don't call me Mel or Mels or Melo. I really don't like it sorry, there's only one person calling me "my little Melo" and he's the only one authorized to because then he kisses my forehead ^^' I'm so glad I can manage to make you feel something when I write.
Thank you to FREYA ASTRID NOVA for the proof reading ;)
Here comes THE chapter you were all waiting for! I do hope you will like it. With this Chapter, I've reached 100 pages on my document ^_^
Again, I repeat, the story isn't over, I'll start covering series 7 after this one. Though, I must say, I'll treat series 7 differently as I have done until now with episodes.
Series 7 will be with Clara (Oswin) Oswald and the Eleventh Doctor, and I'll rewrite episodes BUT, it will be like a split off series: episodes will keep the themes but the stories will go differently (to keep it entertaining and to go on with my story arch because, yes, if I keep writing series 7 with Clara, it's for something.)
So, enjoy!
Melody - x.
Chapter 28
About twenty one timey-wimey years ago…
High up in the sky where no stars were burning, the sun was burning. But was it the sun? If there was no stars left in the universe then what was that?
If the people on Earth could get closer and hear, they could say the sun does not make a whirring sound. Well some people could. Like the ones on the rooftop of a museum, running away from a Dalek.
Time was coming, anytime soon, any minute now.
Cracks were opened everywhere in Time and Space, windows giving on other times, other places, even other universes.
In a bedroom, a crack that looked like the Devil's smile in one of the wall started to shine. White and golden rays of light slipped through the edges, enlightening the room and the furnitures. The shape of an empty cot appeared in the light with a bedside table with the picture of a newborn baby. But there was no newborn baby to see in this room, nor in this house, because this newborn baby never lived. Never got to live.
The rays of light, like a living entity, stretched towards the picture and as they touched it, it glowed with a blinding white light before disappearing, as though it never ever existed.
A few seconds later though, a soft breathing was heard in the room. In the cot, a newborn baby girl was looking at the ceiling, her bright green and blue-shaded eyes already wide opened and curious of everything.
Golden circles, beautiful and complicated, shimmered all over her soft and thin skin before turning into black and finally disappear, as if absorbed.
Retracting its rays, the light slipped back into the crack she came from, and as the muffled sound of an explosion echoed, the crack closed with a creaking sound, living the wall as good as new.
The baby, who had turned her head to watch the crack close, blinked a few times and started to cry.
A few seconds later, footsteps were heard and a man and a woman came to lean on the cot.
"Oh hey sweetie, don't cry, Mummy and Daddy are here now." said the woman softly with the happy smile a mother on her face. The baby quickly calmed down and closed her eyes, drifting into a sleep full of dreams. "Let's go." her mother said as her and the father were walking out of the room, leaving the door ajar behind them.
"Sleep well, Melody Williams."
Two years after the Wedding of River Song:
The TARDIS landed in a street, between a bark and a bunch of house. One of them, painted in blue, with a TARDIS blue front door had a red car parked in front of it.
The Doctor, wearing his tweed jacket and his red bow tie, walked up hesitantly to the front door, and knocked.
"Ugh! If that is more carol singers, I have a water pistol! You don't want to be all wet on a night like-" the voice of Amy Pond said before opening the door, pointing her water pistol and finding the Doctor on her doorstep. "... This…"
"I'm not absolutely sure…" he started, a bit sheepish. "How long…"
"Two years?" said Amy, firing her water pistol on him repeatedly.
"Okay, fair point." he said.
"So. You're not dead."
"And a happy new year!" he tried to say cheerfully. But his smile faded very soon. Because he knew what he did hurt Amy and because… She did not came back to life.
"River told us."
"Well of course she did!" he said, knowing that River could not keep a secret like this to her parents. Especially not to that Scottish mother of hers.
"She's a good girl! Well? I'm not going to hug first."
"Nor am I."
They both waited, trying to avoid each other's gaze to not give in, but once their eyes met, they could not help but smile and laugh before both stepping between the arms of the other. Their hug was so tight. He had missed them so much, so so much. He realised he needed them, all this time, alone and mourning Melody. He should have come sooner. Just to not be alone while going through this. And then again, holding back his tears, he was feeling guilty, feeling how Amy was clinging to him, he knew that meant she also needed him. And he had not been there for her.
They pulled away and Amy called Rory:
"Mister Pond! Guess who's coming for dinner."
"Oh." let out Rory when seeing the Doctor waving at him. "Not dead then."
"We've done that. We're about to have Christmas dinner. Joining us?" invited Amy.
"If it's no trouble."
"There's a place set for you." said Rory.
"But you didn't know I was coming." started the Doctor. "Why would you set me a place?"
"Oh because we always do!" said Amy as if it was evident, Rory nodding next to her. "It's Christmas, you moron!"
The Ponds walked back inside, leaving the Doctor behind for a moment. He felt a tear roll on his cheek and, wiping it, smiled painfully. He was so happy to see Amy and Rory again. But she was missing.
He finally entered and sat with them to eat dinner.
When they were finished, Amy spoke up:
"So, what are you up to?"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh come on, you always come back when there's something up. So what is it?"
"Oh Pond, you're so Scottish." he said with a small smile. "Melody. She didn't came back to life after the timeline got aborted."
"Yes, River told us." said Rory. After a moment of silence, he spoke up again: "Is it just me or I really can't get over her death?"
"No. I do too…" said Amy.
The Doctor looked down. When he looked up, he said:
"I've been searching for her. Everywhere, anywhere… anywhen. All of Time and Space to find her, even her own universe…Nothing." he whispered. "I don't even who she was yet. Well I'm not sure."
"We'll help." said Amy instantly.
"Do you remember what happened on the lakeside?"
"Yes. Three different ways: one where you die, the other where you don't and a last one with Melody instead of River where you die."
"In the last version, River said something different." the Doctor started. As both of the Ponds were leaning in, listening, he continued: "She said 'Why are you making me watch?' when she looked over at the lakeside. But she wasn't there, except in the spacesuit. So why did she said that?"
"Maybe she was just seeing herself in another version, like… I don't know, some sort of an echo?" said Amy.
"No…" he said, standing up and walking towards the door, Amy and Rory following him until they get inside the TARDIS. He turned on the screen and searched for Melody Williams.
Error.
"Come on, you can't do that, you know her! She has to be in your records, she has been travelling with me!"
Error.
He fumbled in his pockets, taking out a little glass tube filled with blood and placed it in the console so the TARDIS could analyze it. He typed her name once again.
Error.
"No, you can't do that to me! I've searched everywhere she has to be somewhere! You know her! Show me her! Show me Melody, my Melody!" he cried, hitting, for the first time in this incarnation, the console. Anger and pain, that's all he could feel. Anger and pain. "Tell me at least who she was…"
The screen scrambled for a moment before putting the image of Melody's DNA side by side with River's . The Doctor looked up and Amy and Rory came closer. They all leaned in, looking closely at the screen.
"She can't be…"
"But she is…"
"But you said she wasn't…"
The Doctor quickly typed something:
"I-if I can look back, track down this…" he said, searching in the data base of the time machine. "Come on!"
A flash of light came from the other side of the console. They all looked up and saw River, standing there.
"River? River! How did you came in?! You can't use the vortex manipulator to land inside the TARDIS!"
"I'm the Child of the Tardis, of course I can!" she said with a smile before being serious again. "Demons Run was only the first part, Doctor."
"What do you mean? What did you mean on the lakeside?" he asked.
"You always ignore coincidences, don't you?" River started. "Since the beginning this was huge and obvious, but yet you didn't see it. Melody Williams is Melody Pond. Melody Williams is me."
Amy and Rory looked at each other: she was their daughter?
"I don't understand." stated Amy.
"When I got conceived, the TARDIS was in flight in the Time Vortex. This is how I got my 'plus Time Lord' part. But the TARDIS didn't just gave me Time Lord abilities. She saved my DNA in her data core and created a version of me: what Melody Pond would have been if raised in a good environment."
The Doctor stepped back, resting on the console, in shock. She was Melody Pond, all along. She was a duplicate created by the time machine but still the same person. She was the woman he married, the woman he…
Tears filled his eyes and started to stream down his cheeks. She was dead. River was here yes, of course, until she dies in the Library. Nothing could be done to save Melody Pond.
"The TARDIS is past, present, and future at the same time. When she was exploding after what happened with the Pandorica, stuck in a loop to save me, cracks were opened in all of Time and Space, even in other universes, allowing her to access one and make that echo of myself real. Melody Williams was born from Big Bang Two, the Big Bang is the beginning of Time and Space, she was the Child of Time! How could you not see this?"
"Why?" he asked faintly before anger flowed in his voice and eyes. "Why did the TARDIS didn't tell me anything? Why hiding it to reveal it only now? Now that's she's dead!"
"It had to be this way." River shrugged. "You had to get to know her for what she was, not for the psychopath she was supposed to be."
"To make it even more painful then?!" he growled.
"To make it more powerful."
Amy and Rory could not help but be moved by the fact she was their daughter. And died. They felt it in their guts.
"You married me, Doctor." said River, walking to him and resting a hand on his cheek. "But she's the one you really married. Because she's the version you really loved."
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