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Chapter Four Advice
The week had gone by rapidly for both of them. It began with running from alien armies one minute to sitting and having tea with the author J.R.R. Tolkien the next. Catharine was having the time of her life and the Doctor was always there to pull her out of trouble when she got into it.
They were now walking around a planet that the Doctor had told her was called Florana. Its landscape was carpeted by perfumed flowers, seas of warm milk, sand as soft as swan's down, and the oceans were made of effervescent water. Catharine walked barefoot along the top of the bubbly water. She turned to look back at the Doctor and smiled at him.
"Thank you," she mouthed as she walked back to him. "This is the best fun that I've had in a lifetime."
"I thought this would be fun, away from all that danger and hate."
"But the universe is always filled with danger and hate." She said almost automatically. "Where did that come from?" She whispered while picking up a bubble.
"You're smarter than you think Catharine; don't let the fact that you're human keep you from being smart." He said kindly while picking up a handful of bubbles and putting them on top of her head. She started to glare up at him then burst into laughing fits as she fell down and clutched her sides. Tears streamed down her face while she laughed. "What's so funny?"
"You look like Father Christmas!" She managed to scream out at him while rolling to and fro on the ground. The Doctor felt at his face and grinned. She had put a beard of bubbles on his face without him noticing.
"I bet I do, and you look like a kid at Christmas with a series of bows in her hair." He picked Catharine up and carried her, laughing and all, back to the Tardis. "I think you need a bath…you're covered in bubbles."
Catharine looked down at her clothes and giggled. "You're right; I need to change at the least…" She let him lead the way to her room and when he had left she hopped, with a change of clothes, into her personal bathroom. It was almost as big as her bedroom. She turned on the hot water, shimmied out of her clothing and slipped into the tub of hot, but not scolding hot, water. When she came back out the Doctor was waiting on her bed. He saw that she wore only the towel around her bare skin and got up to leave. "You do realize that I'm perfectly fine with men seeing me naked don't you?"
He looked back at her in shock. "Maybe I'm not comfortable looking at you naked." He said bluntly.
"That's fine but the look on your face said otherwise." She stood with her back to him and quickly pulled the fresh clothing on. Catharine walked past the stunned Doctor and to the control room. She had now realized that she had made it there with ease. Her eyes looked around the all too familiar room. "All right girl, what's your secret." She whispered to herself. She took out a photo of her mother, her father and her from when she was 7 or 8. Catharine sat down on the captain's chair looking rather small as her legs dangled above the floor.
The Doctor started to walk up but when he saw her staring down at the photo he paused. He could almost feel the pain she was feeling as she poured her thoughts over the photograph of her family. "What do you think is in the safe?" He said trying not to startle her.
She looked back at him with a shrug. "Like hell I know…Doctor, I think…I think I'm changing."
He walked up then sat next to her, "How so?"
She let out a sigh. "A week ago, I would have shot you on sight if you hadn't of told me your name…now I can't think of killing anything, not even an annoying fly." Catharine looked him in the eyes. "Now I don't know if I can be a soldier anymore."
"You're still a child, you shouldn't have to be." He took hold of her hands. "You're only 27; you should be living your life to its fullest, not shooting people and hoping that you last the night."
"Doctor, you sound as if you know what it's like…" She slowly gripped his fingertips into her hands. "Why did you ask me to come with you?"
"I…didn't want to be lonely anymore." He said calmly.
"And you just wanted a friend to show this…this…." She laughed at herself softly, "This wondrous and joyous adventure throughout time and space."
He looked at her and his eyes almost seemed to light up with joy. "Yes, how did you know how to describe what it is that I see?"
"I didn't…well I did but…it fit."
He smiled and hopped off the captain's chair. "Where do we go next?"
"I've never seen a carnival." She said standing next to him. "Do you know of any good ones?" Catharine stroked the center column with loving care. The Tardis started to hum at her touch.
"Well, she seems to like you." The Doctor said with a soft chuckle. "Let me think…yeah…there is a good one." He pushed more buttons and leavers and they were off. The Tardis lurched back and forth causing Catharine to fall backwards and forwards until the Doctor grabbed her arm and pulled her to his chest as they stopped moving. They fell to the ground, Catharine under him; he got up quickly then held his hand out to her. When they got up he looked outside then quickly led her towards the wardrobe. He pulled out a gypsy like costume and walked out. She changed with a smile then, after grabbing hold of his arm walked with him around the gypsy carnival.
"Doctor, what is that?" She pointed to a creature that was walking around. It was bald, pale with bright red eyes. Tentacle like strings extended from its mouth while one was larger than the others and was held in its hands. The thing in its hands was a large glowing ball. She started to hide behind the Doctor and when the creature looked at them it looked slightly angered then sad. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." She stepped out from behind the Doctor and smiled at the creature. "What's your name?"
"Ood Charlie," He said with a look down at her. "Are you here for the performance?"
"Yes," She replied.
"That's too bad, it's been cancelled, orders of Alexander." Ood Charlie walked away sadly.
"Why was the Carnival cancelled?" The Doctor asked this time.
"There was an attack earlier today, an alien tore through our strongman William." Ood Charlie continued to walk away then turned to Catharine. "I would suggest that you Time Lords get going."
Catharine looked at Charles with wide eyes. The alien was still walking away while the Doctor looked at her. "How did he know that you were a Time Lord?"
"They're called the Ood, they are a telepathic race, but he said Time Lords, implying there is more than one here." He looked down at her and she shrugged.
"It's not me; I couldn't possibly be a Time Lord." She chuckled at his expression. "But wouldn't it be nice…just so that you're not the last anymore."
He looked away from her. She had hit the mark, he did want for himself to no longer be the last but the longing was almost too much for him to handle. The Doctor looked towards the Carnival again, this time he intended to get answers but he also wanted to help these people. He walked away from Catharine and to the leader of the group. "Hello there Mr. Alexander." The round chubby short human turned around to look at the Doctor. Catharine almost thought about running from there, it was as if this Alexander was giving off a dark aura.
"What do you want?" He demanded.
Catharine walked closer and saw that this chubby human was shorter than even she was. "I think my companion here wants to ask you some questions." Catharine said raising her left eyebrow.
"Yeah, and what are you going to do if I don't answer them?" Alexander challenged. Catharine pulled out the Doctor's psychic paper and flashed it at the man. Alexander instantly looked around frightened and nervous. He then motioned for them to follow. She looked at the paper and chuckled inwardly. He thought they were Time Agents. "Ask away my dear friends…any question you have for Alexander, I will answer."
The Doctor put his hands in his pockets then looked at Catharine slightly abashed. He had finally realized that she had slipped the wallet from his pockets. "Do you know what attacked your friend?"
"No, I just know it was not human nor any of the other aliens that are here."
"What if the creature isn't in plain sight?" Catharine asked sitting on her heels while looking at the ground. She pulled out a knife from her cuisse then poked at the dirt with it. The dirt instantly turned silver on the blade's tip. "Doctor, take a look at this." She stood up with the dirty blade. "I don't think there is any such substance like this on Earth."
The Doctor touched the tip of his finger to the dirt then put it in his mouth. It tasted like minerals, metals and blood. "You're right Kitty," He said in a joking tone.
"Kitty?" She looked slightly insulted. "Kitty, that's the best nick name you could come up with?" her eyes started blazing with anger but then directed her attention to Alexander. "I apologize for my behavior towards my partner, he has yet to come up with a decent nick name for me…maybe you can." She could see the Doctor, out of the corner of her eye, trying to protest but failing to come up with a generous argument.
"Nope, nothing comes to mind." Alexander said while looking at his crew. "Look Miss Kitty, I think you and your partner are going to be disappointed when you find that there was no murder, just a simple accident."
"Then why did you close the show down?" the Doctor finally asked.
"To mourn the loss of a close friend," Alexander looked at Catharine and the Doctor with a suspicious eye. "Now if you'll excuse me I have somewhere to be right now."
Catharine waited for Alexander to be out of ear shot. "He did it."
The Doctor grinned. "Where's your proof?"
"This," She picked up a handful of the sand where he had been standing and touched it with her knife, it turned silver. "He also…just something about him…like the air grows tight and frightening." Catharine looked up at the Doctor then threw the dust back to the ground. Her eyes catching every detail that came into her vision. The tents were pitched and made each a different color than the rest. The dirt was a tan sand like color and the consistency was the same as sand but different. The air had lightened when Alexander had left but then her attention was drawn away from the Carnival to a high pitched buzzing sound. "Doctor Do you hear that?"
"Yeah, I was about to ask you that…what do you think it is?" he looked down at her then found that he had to run after her. She was running faster than most people he had traveled with but the look that had been on her face was that of fear. Fear was driving her to follow the sound. They reached a large black tent. She ran into it then, having seen the torn up body of the Ood known as Charlie rushed into the Doctor's arms. Catharine's eyes flashed with pain as she tried not to remember all that she had personally seen in war. "Catharine, Kitty, look at me." He pushed her hair out of her face then forced her to look him in the eyes. "What's wrong, what's in there?"
"Charlie, Alexander…he killed Charlie…" She choked back tears then swallowed hard. "I…I think Alexander is still in there."
"Do you think you can run from me?" Came Alexander's voice from inside the tent. The Doctor looked down at Catharine; fear could almost be seen in his chocolate brown eyes. "Let me rip you…destroy your body then kill you!" A large black creature with long black talons for fingers and two pale blue eyes came towards them. Catharine nearly had to strain her neck to look up at its black-blue fangs.
"First answer me this," The Doctor said with a grin. "How did you fit that big body of yours inside that tiny synthetic skin?"
"Simple," It hissed, "A Genetic modifier." It lunged at Catharine and the Doctor. She gripped onto his coat then threw him to the side. The talons of the creature tore at her baggy shirt just missing her flesh. She blinked then pulled out a gun from her bra.
"I'm so glad Uncle Jack taught me to hide as many weapons as possible." She said while shooting at the creature. The creature finally dropped dead and she looked slightly saddened. "Self defense, it was only self defense." She kept whispering over and over. The doctor got up out of the dirt; he was stunned that she had thrown him out of the way again. He walked over to her and watched as she crumbled in on herself.
"Catharine, come on, we need to get you cleaned up." He whispered thinking of the black alien blood that covered her clothing and face. She didn't walk with the Doctor; instead she walked up to the alien and put a hand on its dead body. "Catharine?"
She looked back at him. Pain shot through both of his hearts. The look on her face was of a broken Catharine. Sure he had seen her when she was down but not like this. She was only just rediscovering herself, reinventing who she was after fighting, just to be torn down by killing an alien that was bent on killing her. "Why, why is it always me?"
"Catharine, don't think that it's always you…it's me too." He walked closer to her then knelt beside her. "We're danger magnets." This made her laugh finally and he got her into the Tardis as swiftly as he could.
"Thank you for trying to give me a good week Doctor, this was…one of my better ones." She walked into the wardrobe then towards her bathroom. When she came back out she was wearing a baggy pair of pajama bottoms and a sweater. "Do you have any cookies and milk in this ship?"
He grinned then walked her to the kitchen. He looked in the cookie jar to find that there were no cookies. "Go on to your room, I'll come in with some milk and cookies."
"Ok," She wandered off towards her room. When she got in there she crawled under the covers and looked up at the ceiling.
The Doctor finished baking a small batch of 10 sugar cookies then walked to Catharine's room with two tall glasses of milk. She didn't look at him like she usually would have; instead her attention was drawn on seeing her past again. "Catharine,"
"Come on in Doctor, you usually do anyways." She finally looked at him; tears no longer stained her face. Instead the look was all too familiar; she had accepted that she was a soldier again.
"Catharine, what's wrong?" He asked while sitting next to her and putting the plate of cookies in her lap.
"There's no escape, my memories say it all too clearly, I don't belong in a world of peace."
"No, you belong in a world that is peaceful, where you have a future." He grabbed her right hand then looked down at the raised scar tissue. "What do these scars mean to you?"
"Death, suffering…"
"To me they mean survival, you survived something that most women couldn't dream of surviving. You're strong, you can fight yourself, rediscover that child that I saw earlier today." He held up a cookie and waved it in front of her face. "Now eat up little one."
Catharine giggled then took the glass of milk away from the Doctor. They ate the cookies and drank their milk and just before she fell asleep Catharine kissed the Doctor on the cheek. He blushed then got up from her bed. The Doctor watched as she rolled onto her side and hummed happily to herself.
A/N: Review please, i feel like i'm getting desperate here.