Disclaimer: i do not own Doctor who, only Catharine. also this is the christmas special i have promised a friend, in a few chapters there will be a valentines day special...just becuase i feel like it. read adn review please.

Chapter Seven Christmas Special 1

Catharine walked around the lab. Her large wide blue green eyes trying to taking in the scene and trying to memorize every key and every wire that hung out. Suddenly the man in the Victorian era clothing walked up to her and picked her up. "Hello daughter, I know that this is not a memory of yours, but it is mine." He said, his voice was soft and melody like. She could almost smell roses on him. She didn't feel fear; no she was at peace with the world around her. The scents and sounds and feel of the place almost felt like home to her. "Of course it would feel like home sweetie, this is our home planet, or it was until it was destroyed."

"What might have caused such devastation?" She asked while looking up into her father's eyes. He picked her up and held her in his arms.

"A great war; one that destroyed our entire race except for the select few who will see the end of time."

Catharine opened her eyes slowly then looked at the Doctor; the pieces were finally falling into place. "War, that's what marches on our door, now isn't it." She asked with a kind and gentle voice.

"I cannot lie to you." He said while looking at the pocket watch in her hands. "It would only make things worse for you."

Catharine nodded her head then stood up. As she walked out of the room the Brigadier walked in. He put a hand on Catharine's shoulder then looked her in the eyes. Worn, she looked worn out and tired. "Go rest, you've been trying to remember for hours." He ordered while waiting for her to realize that he was holding her shoulder. She continued to walk away while leaning to the wall. "We got the DNA results back."

The Doctor motioned for him to sit across from himself. "What do they say?

"She is human, but there is a second set of DNA strands under her normal ones." The Brigadier handed the Doctor of an image of the DNA spiral. The Doctor looked at it then at the Brigadier.

"This is—."

"I know, it surprised me as well but I found reports from our UNIT members who were onboard the Valiant the year that never was, they said there was a small girl who was always on the run. You don't think it was her do you?"

"I don't know what to think." The Doctor looked at the reports then let out an exasperated sigh. "May I keep these for a few while we try and find out what has happened?"

"Of course old friend, I wouldn't have it any other way; Oh and Happy Christmas Eve." The Brigadier walked out to find Catharine sitting in the hallway. Her eyes were closed and breathing shallow. He smiled to himself and found that he was thinking of her mother. Catharine reminded him so much of the once bright and cheerful Amanda that had graced him with her presence everyday of her life. Catharine took in a sharp breath then opened her eyes. "Sorry, I did not mean to disturb you."

"It is no trouble to me sir." Catharine stood up then let out a tired sigh. "Actually I wanted to say thank you for waking me up, I'm still learning self control of my…abilities and sometimes a good startle helps." She chuckled then looked around the UNIT HQ hallway; it was empty and almost lifeless to her.

"Happy Christmas Eve, Catharine." The Brigadier said while walking away from her. She stared at him in confusion. She didn't know it was Christmas Eve time already. She pulled out her pocket watch and checked the time, eight o'clock.

"Happy Christmas Eve to you too sir!" She shouted after the old man. Catharine ran into the other room and kissed the Doctor on the cheek. "I'm going shopping,"

"Why?"

"It's Christmas Eve, and I need to buy the Brigadier a present." This of course was a lie, she intended to by the Doctor a present.

"All right, do you have any money?"

Catharine giggled to herself while pulling out a credit card. "I swiped it from you while you weren't paying attention."

He stared at her in confusion. "When, how?"

"Oh two or three hours ago…you weren't paying attention." She ran out of the headquarters of UNIT and towards Martha's apartment. When she knocked on the door she half expected Martha not to answer but sure enough Martha answered. "I need a ride to the mall…I want to get the Doctor something for Christmas."

Martha grinned then, after grabbing her coat and keys, rushed Catharine to the car. They drove to a mall where they looked all around the shops to find something for the Doctor but neither knew what to really get him. Catharine stood in front of a coat shop then walked around. She found a similar brown trench coat to his current one but nothing that would be of any use to her Time Lord friend. Martha dragged Catharine over to a book shop. Not what Catharine had in mind but it worked. They bought the Doctor a couple of Agatha Christy books and the Sherlock Holms books. The books were wrapped and put neatly into bags. Catharine packaged her pocket watch and wrote: 'To the Brigadier, from Catharine'.

"That should do." Catharine said with a determined smile on her face. Martha drove her back to headquarters then Catharine slipped into the Doctor's Tardis and his room. The Doctor lay asleep, curled up to his pillow like it was a teddy bear. She put the presents on the floor next to his bed then started to leave. She looked back at him and smiled. He looked at peace and the dreams were almost giving him something to smile about.

She slipped into the Brigadier's quarters and put the small package on his bedside table.

The next morning when she awoke the Doctor was sitting on the edge of her bed smiling down at her. She stretched and looked around her room. "Do you have any idea how early it is for me?" she asked sarcastically but the tone almost sounded bitter, no thanks to having just woken up.

"Sorry," He said softly while pulling up a small box in front of her. It was no bigger than the size of her palm but when he put it in her hand he looked at how wide her eyes were. They looked at the box with youthful surprise and joy. Instantly she bolted up right and threw her arms around the Doctor. "It's just an mp3 player…"

"Still," She whispered while brushing tears away from her face. "You actually got me something…"

"Martha told me that you got me something as well." He calmly put the box in her hands and kissed her cheek. "Thank you, I wouldn't have thought you would actually get me something."

Catharine felt a heat rising to her cheeks while they pulled, reluctantly, apart. She didn't want to look him in the eyes while opening the small box. Inside was a black mp3. Underneath was a blue set of plug in style head phones and a blue hard plastic cover for the mp3. "Happy Christmas Doctor," she said with a smile. This time the smile was sincere and carrying.

"Happy Christmas Catharine," He took one of her hands and held it then, deciding to let her get up and change, let go and left. She giggled to herself seeing that he was wearing his pajamas.

When she walked out of the Tardis the Doctor was fully dressed and sitting in their designated study and meditation room. He sat reading one of the books she had gotten and the Brigadier was looking at the pocket watch. They both stood up when they realized that she was wearing a dress, the same one she had used to retrieve her package with. She had slicked her hair back and wore a simple bow in her hair. "You dressed up," The Doctor managed to stutter out.

"So I did," She said looking at her attire. "Glad you managed t observe that." The Brigadier chuckled while looking at his dumbfounded Time Lord friend. It had been quite a long time since he had seen the Doctor dumbfounded like this. The Doctor got up and walked over to Catharine.

"Doctor, I think you have to kiss her now." Martha said walking past the two of them.

"Huh?" They both asked then looked up. Mistletoe hung over their heads.

"Just one kiss right?" Catharine asked looking the Doctor in the eyes.

"Yeah, it shouldn't be that hard right?"

"Nope, not for me," She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him down to her level before kissing him on the lips. She was expecting some kind of fight but he relaxed and licked her lips for entrance. She pulled away and grinned. "Too bad flyboy, I should really get going." As she walked out the Doctor grabbed hold of her hand and made her look at him for a second. His eyes almost pleading but then changed when he saw that there was some pain hiding behind her blank stare.

"All right," he agreed then watched her leave.

"You like her don't you?" Martha inquired while sitting next to the Brigadier on the couch.

"Moa, I don't do the domestic life." The Doctor said while staring at where Catharine had been. He could feel his hearts breaking at the thought of her being in emotional pain. Sure she was still recovering from the wars she had fought but she was also trying to learn of her past at the same time and he thought that was the only reason he could relate but maybe there was something else. Maybe he was starting to develop feelings for her like he had with Rose, no not possible. Catharine was different; she had a completely different life and different feelings about life.

A/N: I am just really tired, after the christmas special i might go on hiatus.