Chapter 3: End of the World
"Where are we?" Elena asked, standing in the control room of the TARDIS. A glance outside the window on the door told her they were actually in space- floating, like a cloud in the sky.
"The Time Vortex. In a nutshell, we're just drifting outside of time and space… it's hard to explain, really." The Doctor replied, glancing at her from his spot next to the control console.
He was right, she probably wouldn't understand, considering she was still trying to wrap her head around the fact time travel was real- along with aliens and other galaxies. Truth be told, she was half doubtful it even was true that they could go anywhere in space and time.
"So," He continued, clapping once, breaking the brunette out of her wondering. "Where do you want to go? Backwards or forwards in time?"
She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows at this. He's letting me pick where to go?
"I guess… what about two hundred years in the future?" She asked.
The TARDIS shook a bit, and the Doctor gestured towards the exit. "There you go. Step outside those doors, it's the twenty third century."
"Seriously?" Elena asked incredulously.
"Bit boring if you asked me. How about we go further?"
"Fine by me." She said, her voice shaking slightly. This is insane.
After a few seconds, he spoke again. "Ten thousand years in the future. Step outside, it's the year 21005, the New Roman Empire."
Elena couldn't help but tease him as she waited for all this to fully sink in. Not that she was ever expecting to get used to this fully. "You think you're so impressive." She teased, remembering the almost smug way he announced where they were.
"I am so impressive!" He shot back, playing along.
"You wish." She told him.
"Right then, you asked for it. I know exactly where to go!" He exclaimed, plugging in more of… whatever it was into the console that she assumed was what told the ship where to take them.
The TARDIS shook once again, and this time the Doctor made for the doors.
"What is it? What's out there?" The brunette asked, hurrying to catch up with him, curious this time as to where they were- if the Earth would still look like as she remembered it or have more of a Star Trek feel to it.
She was not expecting what greeted them outside. It looked like they were in some sort of spaceship. Wide eyed, she turned her head every which way she followed him down a flight of steps.
In front of them, a panel slid back to reveal a large bay window, giving a perfect glimpse of the Earth in all its blue, white, and green glory. It looked absolutely breathtaking, and she couldn't help but stare at it. She'd seen pictures of the Earth from space when she took astronomy, yes, but in person…
"You lot, you spend all your time thinking about dying, like you're going to be killed by eggs or beef or global warming or asteroids." The Doctor began, and Elena couldn't help but mentally add Or a thousand year old hybrid, and held back a shiver like she always did thinking about Klaus.
"But you never take time to imagine the impossible, that maybe you survive. This is the year five point five slash apple slash twenty six. Five billion years in your future, and this is the day," He trailed off and pulled back his sleeve to glance at a watch she didn't even notice he had. "Hold on."
Elena turned to glance back at the Earth, and was startled to see a bright solar flare turn a vibrant shade of red- beautiful yet at the same time painful to look at.
"This is the day the sun expands." He continued. "Welcome to the end of world." He looked at her when she said it, and the brunette had to fight to stay on her feet. It seemed so surreal, being present at the end of everything that she knew. It seemed even more surreal than learning about the supernatural existing- which was saying something.
As he turned and led her down a corridor, she heard a computer chime to life somewhere and announce in a pleasant voice "Shuttles five and six are now docking. Guests are reminded that Platform One forbids the use of weapons, teleportation, and religion."
Elena had to admit that the future was very odd, if religion was suddenly banned. She wondered what had happened to make the world like that- was it a series of wars? A plague so devastating people turned their backs completely on religion?
She must have gotten caught up in her musings, because she heard the Doctor ask her in a concerned voice "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, sorry; it's just a lot to take in." She apologized.
"No worries- it happens." He said, smiling at her, and she had to let out a breath of relief. At least he seemed to get that she wasn't going to automatically adapt to all this.
"Earth death is scheduled for fifteen thirty nine followed by drinks in the Manchester Suite." The computer continued before it went quiet.
Elena and the Doctor walked down the hallway for a bit in silence.
"Wait… by guests, does it mean people?"
"Depends what you mean by people." He told her.
"I mean people, you know… humans. What do you mean?"
"Aliens." He said, and even though she should have expected that, it was still a bit shocking to hear aliens mentioned so casually. Then she remembered she was voluntarily travelling with one.
"What are they doing aboard this spaceship?" Elena asked, changing the subject.
"It's not really a spaceship, more like an observation deck. The great and the good are gathering to watch the planet burn." He replied, shooting her a spare glance before pulling out the silver instrument she recognized from the night at the department store and holding it up to a panel on the wall.
"What for?" It seemed like an odd thing- and quite sadistic, in her honest opinion- to gather and watch a planet burn.
"Fun." The Doctor replied, so casually Elena almost started laughing. Instead she just followed him through to a large gallery.
"What about the people?"
"Gone; by now they've completely spread out across the galaxy. Earth's practically abandoned." He replied, just as a humanoid blue skinned alien with gold slit eyes spotted them.
"Who the hell are you?" He (or was the proper term it?) demanded.
"Oh, that's nice, thanks." The Doctor said sarcastically.
"But how did you get in?" He/it mused as if the Doctor hadn't even spoken. "This is a maximum security hospitality zone. The guests have disembarked. They're on their way any second now."
"That's me. I'm a guest. Look." He said, pulling something leather out of his jacket and showing it to the alien. Elena didn't see much of it, other than a blank square of white paper. "I've got an invitation. You see? It's fine. The Doctor plus one. I'm the Doctor, and Elena is my plus one. Is that alright?"
The blue alien nodded. "Apologies, et cetera. If you're onboard, we better start." He said, walking over towards some sort of podium.
"What's that?" Elena questioned as he put the leather case back in his pocket.
"Slightly psychic paper. It shows them whatever I want them to see. Saves a lot of time." He explained.
Just then, the blue alien Elena was assuming was the host spoke up again, announcing the guests had arrived and that 'there would be an exchange of gifts representing peace'.
A variety of different species was introduced. There were three trees, known as Jabe, Lute, and Coffa from somewhere called 'Forest of Chem' and another blue alien- only this one was very fat and moved on some sort of hover transport known as Moxx of Balhoon from 'Jolc and Jolc'. She didn't mind those, but it was the black robed, black hooded group of people known as the Adherents of the Repeated Meme that gave her the creeps. A few more were mentioned, but Elena could only stare at the silent black hooded group. Something about them didn't sit right with her.
The first people to approach them were the trees.
"The Gift of Peace." The woman- Jabe- said, holding up a twig in a pot. "I bring you a cutting of my grandfather."
"Thank you." The Doctor said, taking it from her. "Yes, gifts. Er, I give you return air from my lungs." He then proceeded to blow gently on her.
"How intimate." The tree woman said.
"There's more where that came from." He replied, and Elena could only stare. Was… he flirting with her?
Not your business. She told herself. He probably does this on a regular basis- he's good looking enough.
Wait… where did that come from? She hardly knew him, and here she was thinking he was good looking. Well, he is, in that rugged way. A tiny voice told her. But he's an alien. She reminded. And? Stefan was a vampire. The voice challenged back.
As she was perplexing over this, the steward announced a few more guests- most notably someone named the 'Face of Boe' who was a fairly large humanoid head in a tank. Other guests came up and presented gifts (Elena received a spit in the face from the fat blue alien as one of them) and the black robed group she had been eyeing warily handed them a tiny metal sphere.
The Doctor gave each of them the same one he gave Jabe- breath, which while she found it odd, was glad he thought of something otherwise they would've been screwed.
"… and last but not least, our very special guests. Ladies and gentlemen, and trees and multiforms, consider the Earth below. In memory of this dying planet, we call forward the last Human. The Lady Cassandra O'Brien Dot Delta Seventeen." The steward concluded.
Elena looked up; attention completely refocused on what was happening in front of her, and was thoroughly shocked to see that the last human… wasn't even human. Instead, it was a thin patch of skin stretched on a metal frame with a woman's face in the middle. The hell has humanity come to? She wondered, unable to tear her gaze away.
"Oh now, don't stare. I know, I know, it's shocking, isn't it? I've had my chin completely taken away and look at the difference. Look how thin I am. Thin and dainty. I don't look a day over two thousand. Moisturize me, moisturize me." The 'human' said, and one of her two helpers sprayed water on her. Elena could already tell just from those few sentences that she was utterly and completely vain- worse than Caroline ever was before being turned into a vampire.
"Truly, I am the last human." Cassandra continued prattling. "My father was a Texan, my mother was from the Arctic Desert. They were born on the Earth and were the last to be buried in its soil. I have come to honor them and say goodbye. Oh, no tears, no tears. I'm sorry. But behold, I bring gifts. From Earth itself, the last remaining ostrich egg. Legend says it had a wingspan of fifty feet and blew fire from its nostrils. Or was that my third husband? Oh, no. Oh, don't laugh. I'll get laughter lines. And here, another rarity."
As she was speaking, an old jukebox from a decade Elena couldn't place was rolled out.
"According to the archives, this was called an iPod." No, that's a jukebox- iPod's were much thinner and smaller than that. She thought. "It stores classical music from humanity's greatest composers. Play on!"
A song Elena vaguely recognized as 'Tainted Love' played out, and suddenly everything became too much. She hurriedly made her way towards the exit and left, hoping the Doctor would understand.
She shot one last glance behind her at him and saw he had moved to follow her before Jabe intercepted him to take… a picture? She didn't stay to find out. If she had, she would've noticed the awed and puzzled expression on the tree woman's face and begun wondering just exactly what she was traveling with.
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Elena found herself staring outside one of the smaller windows aboard the observation deck, watching the sun expand little by little. Movement out of the corner of her eye made her turn to see a woman of the same race as the steward approach. She suddenly wondered if she was even allowed here.
"Am I allowed here?" She asked the woman.
"You have to give us permission to talk." Was their response.
She furrowed her brows at this- wasn't this supposed to have disappeared by now or did humanity completely do some sort of 180 in the course of five billion years? "Er, you have permission." She said lamely.
"Thank you. And yes, you are. Guests are allowed anywhere." The woman told her.
"What's your name?" The brunette asked as the woman began messing with a wall panel.
"Raffalo. I won't be long, miss. I've just got to carry out some maintenance. There's a tiny glitch in the Face of Boe's suite. There must be something blocking the system. He's not getting any hot water." She responded, continuing her task of tinkering with the wall panel.
"So… you're a plumber?" Elena guessed, hoping that's what it was still called.
"That's right miss."
"They still have plumbers?" She asked for confirmation, overwhelmed with shock and happiness that something from her time period remained relatively the same.
"I should hope so, otherwise I'd be out of a job."
"Where are you from?" It would be nice to know what planets had life forms. Besides, Raffalo had been very nice to her.
"Crespallion."
"Is that a planet?" She felt dumb for asking it, but what was she expecting? She was from the past.
"No. Crespallion's part of the Jaggit Brocade, affiliated to the Scarlet Junction, Convex fifty six." All of that sounded like Latin to the brunette human's ears. "And where are you from, miss? If you don't mind me asking." Raffalo continued, pausing in her work to look at Elena.
"I don't mind." She replied, giving the blue skinned woman a small smile. "A long way away. I just sort of hitched a ride with a man. I didn't even think about it." A suddenly disturbing thought hit her. "I don't even know who he is. He's a complete stranger." As soon as she said it, she remembered she was in the presence of company. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. Good luck."
"Thank you, miss. And, er, thank you for the permission. Not many are that considerate." Raffalo told her, and that was enough to quell the panic Elena had begun to feel over realizing she'd acted idiotically and jumped on a spaceship with an alien she knew jack about for a brief moment.
"You're welcome." She replied, giving her another smile before heading off to find a quiet spot where she could ponder what she was going to do about the situation she currently found herself in.
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Elena had found a nice empty room to brood over her thoughts. She could almost hear her friends comments on how much she looked like Stefan. No, wait, that'd be Damon. She reminded herself.
"Elena?" The Doctor's voice rang out, startling her. "Are you in here?" Spotting her, he sat down next to her on the opposite side of the steps. "What do you think so far?" He asked, spreading out and look at her.
"It's definitely… different. I'm handling, though." She told him. "The aliens are very… alien."
"Good thing I didn't take you to the Deep South." She had a feeling he wasn't talking about the 'Deep South' she usually associated with states like Georgia, Alabama, etc.
"They all speak English." She remarked.
"No, that's the TARDIS, translating it for you; one of the gifts. It's telepathic, gets inside your brain and translates." He explained. She didn't bother showing her surprise and was just going to go with the flow from now on.
"Who are you, Doctor?" Elena asked, finally voicing the questions she'd spent the past few minutes longing to now the answers to for the sake of her own sanity. "What are you called, what sort of alien are you?"
"I'm just the Doctor". He said, like that was the easiest answer to everything.
"From what planet?" She tried again, starting to get desperate for some answers. He had secrets, fine, she got it- she knew she was keeping a lot of things from him- but a little information would be enough.
"It's not like you'd know where it is." He said, and she noticed he was starting to become defensive.
"Where are you from?"
"Why does it matter?" He shot back, swinging around and sitting back up.
She just stared at him. Because I don't know anything about you! Only that you can travel through space and time. And it's killing me! She screamed inside.
"Just… can you please tell me who you are? Just a little bit, to ease my mind." She practically begged.
"This is who I am, right here, right now, all right? All that counts is here and now, and this is me." He told her, and she could clearly here the agitation and defensiveness in his voice.
She felt her annoyance at his lack of answers deflate. "All right, I'm sorry."
Elena noticed he seemed to let go of some of his emotion as well out of the corner of her eye. She pulled out her phone and eyed it. "I wish I could call Jeremy, just see how he is." She muttered.
"Tell you what." The Doctor said, startling her with his surprisingly good hearing. Wordlessly- still shocked that he would do something even after she clearly annoyed him- she handed it to him. "With a little bit of jiggery pokery." He began, taking it apart and putting something in it.
"Is that a technical term?" She asked.
"Yeah, I came first in jiggery pokery. What about you?" He asked.
She had no idea how to respond to that, which she was finding happened a lot around him. "No… I must have failed it."
"Oh. Here you go." He said, handing her the phone back. She immediately dialed Jeremy's number.
"Elena?"
She almost began crying at hearing the sound of his voice. "Hey Jer."
"Are you alright? You sound a little off."
"Yeah, I'm fine. What day is it?"
"Tuesday. Why?"
"Listen… Matt's going to tell you something soon- I don't know when- and it will sound completely unbelievable, but I'm asking for both you and Alaric to hear him out, alright?" She said, remembering the promise her friend had made her.
"Ok… you're not making sense, but alright."
She sighed. "Thanks- listen, I've got to go. I love you."
"Love you too. And Elena? Try to get some sleep- I think the nightmares must be starting up again." She blanched at the memory of the nightmares she only stopped having a few days prior to meeting the Doctor- nightmares about the sacrifice and Klaus.
Elena disconnected the call- and then it hit her. "That was five billion years ago. He's dead now. My brother's dead. How is that possible?"
"Aren't you just a bundle of joy?" He told her sarcastically. "As for how it's possible, you wouldn't begin to understand."
The space station suddenly shook and she looked at him.
"That's not supposed to happen." He remarked, and rushed out of the room with her following him.
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"… this is a Bad Wolf scenario." They entered in time to hear Moxx say. "I find the inherit laxity going on in the multiverse."
"That wasn't a gravity pocket." The Doctor interrupted. "I know what those feel like, and it isn't like that." He broke off for a bit. "Jabe, where's the engine room?"
"I don't know, but the maintenance room is just behind our suite. I could show and your wife." The tree woman said, and Elena couldn't stop her eyes from bugging out of her head. They thing we're-?! She glanced at the Doctor next to her.
"She's not my wife." He said quickly, and she nodded vigorously in agreement.
"Partner?"
"No." He said, while Elena just shook her head and suddenly prayed to be sallowed whole by something.
"Concubine?"
"Nope."
"Prostitute?" At that, Elena finally had enough and left the room for the second time, feeling slightly insulted that someone would assume she was a prostitute if she wasn't someone's lover, and disturbed at the fact people thought her and the Doctor were lovers.
You know, I might go see where Cassandra went to… She thought, catching up with the 'last human' suddenly was sounding very interesting despite her dislike of the woman.
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She found her in an observation gallery.
"Soon, the sun will blossom into a red giant, and my home will die. That's where I used to live, when I was a little boy, down there. Mummy and Daddy had a little house built into the side of the Los Angeles Crevice. I'd have such fun." Cassandra said as Elena came up beside her.
How can you be a boy and then a woman? Oh, wait- transgender. She thought, surprised such procedures still existed. "What happened to everyone else? Where did they go?"
"They say mankind has touched every star in the sky."
"So you're not the last human?" The brunette guessed, glancing at her fellow 'human'.
"I am the last pure human. The others mingled." She spat the word 'mingled' like it was the foulest word in existence. "Oh, they call themselves New humans and Proto-humans and Digi-humans, even 'Humanish', but you know what I call them? Mongrels."
I'm sure they're more pleasant than you. She thought.
Cassandra went on to ramble about how much 'flatter' Elena could look, until the other human couldn't stand it.
"I think I'd rather die- again- than do that. It's better than to live like you… a… vain, bitchy… trampoline." She told her, standing up, thoroughly finished listening to Cassandra.
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Elena found herself back in the room where she had gotten into the argument with the Doctor, and sat on the steps, watching as the Earth came ever close to being destroyed. The computer continued counting down the minutes.
As she sat, her mind wandered. She wondered if the others were looking for her since by now they would realize she wasn't with any of them and if they thought Klaus had taken her. She knew Damon would more than likely tear the town apart to find her, and wouldn't rest until he saw her for himself.
Once, she would've been kind of touched someone who claimed to not feel anything would do something like that for her, but now it just disturbed her.
She felt the guilt return at the thought of Jeremy and Alaric, and Bonnie and Caroline. They didn't deserve to go through the pain she knew they were about to go through but… she had to get out. She was suffocating, slowly dying back there.
Matt, please tell them soon that they have nothing to worry about. She prayed, knowing it would be easier if they heard it in person instead of over a phone where they could assume she'd been compelled.
Suddenly, the computer chimed back to life- but it didn't say how much longer the Earth had. Instead, it said "Sun filter descending. Sun filter descending."
As it did, the protective shield began to sink, causing the suns deadly rays to come through and began to burn everything in its path.
Panic setting in, Elena raced for the door and began hammering on it with all her might. "Let me out! Let me out! Let me out!" She screamed, her fists becoming more and more bruised the harder she pounded but she hardly noticed.
"Sun filter descending. Sun filter descending." The computer continued to drone, and the human shot a frantic glance behind her to see the beams were coming closer to her.
"Anyone in there?" The Doctor's voice said from outside the door.
"Let me out!" She yelled, hoping his silver instrument thing could somehow get her out of here before she turned into nothing but a pile of ashes.
"Oh, well, it would be you." Elena heard him mutter.
"Open the door! Please!" She cried, hunching down as the light came closer to her.
"Hold on. Give us two ticks."
The brunette prayed he would be fast enough and that if not, it wouldn't hurt like having her blood drained by Klaus did when she heard the sweetest sound- sweeter than the Doctor's voice just minutes ago.
"Sun filter raising. Sun filter raising." The computer droned, and Elena let out a shaky sigh of relief. However, it didn't last. "Sun filter descending." It began droning again.
"Just what we need." The Doctor muttered from the other side.
"Please, hurry up!"
"I'm trying! It's getting clever. It's fighting back!" He shouted at her as she ran down the steps to further avoid the deadly rays. "The whole things jammed! I can't open it. Stay there!" He added, and she vaguely heard his footsteps disappear.
"Where am I going to go?!" She asked no one in particular.
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It seemed to take ages for the Doctor to do his thing, but just as she was prepared to become nothing more than ashes floating in space she heard "Exoglass raising. Exoglass raising."
She opened her eyes- not that she recalled closing them in the first place- in time to see the fractured remains of Earth float by. She felt saddened that she missed seeing such a critical point in history, but was more thankful to be alive.
He didn't lie when he said it was dangerous. She thought as she raced out of the room to find the Doctor.
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Turns out, it was Cassandra who organized the whole thing. Elena wasn't that surprised- she was a vile thing.
"Are you alright?" She asked the Doctor when she'd found him- also when she learned who had tried to kill them- noticing he looked grim over something.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm full of ideas. Bristling with them. Idea number one, teleportation through five thousand degrees requires some sort of feed. Idea number two, the feed must be hidden nearby." He walked over and smashed the ostrich egg, revealing a tiny device. "Idea number three, if you're as clever as me, the teleportation can be reversed."
He suddenly beamed Cassandra back into the room.
"Oh." Was all she said.
"The last human."
"You passed my little test. Bravo! That makes you eligible to join the, er, human club." She said with false cheerfulness.
"People have died, Cassandra. You murdered them." He replied, and Elena glanced around and found the fat blue alien- Moxx?- had disappeared, along with Jabe. She suddenly had a feeling she knew what the Doctor had been grim about when she first found him.
"It depends on your definition of people, and that's enough of a technicality to keep your lawyers dizzy for centuries. Take me to court, then, Doctor, and watch me smile and cry and flutter-" Cassandra began, but suddenly started creaking.
"And creak?" The Doctor said.
"What?"
"You're creaking." Elena chimed in.
"Ah! I'm drying out. Moisturize me, moisturize me!" She exclaimed, suddenly panicking.
"You raised the temperature."
As Cassandra's creaking became more severe, Elena's compassionate side took over. Cassandra may be a vile thing that murdered people- because while not human, they still had emotions, something that ultimately defines the words 'human condition'- but she still couldn't stand by and let her die. "Help her." She asked the Doctor.
"Everything has its time and everything dies." He stated simply- almost harshly.
Cassandra went splat barely a second after the words left his mouth.
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"The end of the earth. No one noticed." Elena said, standing beside the Doctor as the two watched what remained of the Earth float by.
"Come with me." He said, reaching for her hand, which she let him take.
The two made their way back to the TARDIS, and when Elena next stepped out in the middle of a crowd- her own time.
"You think it'll last forever, people and cars and concrete, but it won't. One day it's all gone. Even the sky. My planet's gone. It's dead. It burned like the Earth. It's just rocks and dust before it's time." The Doctor said suddenly, coming up beside her.
"What, what happened?" She stammered, surprised he was sharing this with her when he got so defensive of it before.
"There was a war and we lost."
Elena's mind flashed back to what he had said to the Nestene Consciousness—"I couldn't save your world! I couldn't save any of them!"—and had a feeling about where this was going.
"A war with who?" She pressed gently. "What about your people?"
"I'm a Time Lord. I'm the last of the Time Lord's. They're all gone. I'm left traveling on my own 'cos there's no one else. I'm the only survivor." He told her, and her heart broke for him.
She understand the pain he must feel- she'd been forced to watch almost all of her family die in front of her, powerless to stop it. We're not so different after all. She thought, reaching out and taking his hand, squeezing it slightly.
"There's me." She said, determined now to stay with him. No one should be alone.
"You've seen how dangerous it is. Do you want to go home?" He asked her.
"Doctor… you'd be surprised the danger I've been in before." She said softly. "I'm not leaving."
He looked at her curiously at that, but she ignored it and hoped he would let it go for now.
"Come on, I smell food." She said. "My treat. We've only got… five billion years before they close." At that, he smiled lightly, and they took off down the crowded sidewalk.
Neither realized they were still holding hands, but neither particularly cared much right now.
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"So… Elena, is there anything I should know about you?" The Doctor asked, picking up another chip and eating it. Why the Americans insisted on calling them 'French fries' he'd never know. Sometimes it seemed like out of all the typically dumb apes on this planet, that the Americans were the worst.
Except the one in front of you. He mused.
She looked uncomfortable at his question and seemed to fidget, something he found interesting and odd. "My parents are dead, along with my entire family minus my brother and guardian, and I have a very overprotective group of loved ones. That's it, really." The human told him, hardly meeting his gaze.
He could sense it was more than that, but let it go- for now. Rassilon knew there were things he still hadn't told her, about himself, the Time War, and Time Lords in general, and if she had her secrets, fine.
It didn't stop him from worrying about what they were- if they posed any type of threat. Try as he might, he couldn't stop himself from already caring deeply about the human girl across from him—especially after she told him she wouldn't leave, even after she almost died in the space station earlier.
The two walked back to the TARDIS after Elena paid the bill, and the Time Lord couldn't help but glance around as they did so, wondering if something from her past she was hiding was going to jump out and attack her.
He didn't think twice about the brown haired, green eyed teenager his gaze passed over who's eyes gave away that he was, in fact, not human as they spoke of time- a teenager who watched the pair with an interested gaze.
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A change of point of view at the end, but I couldn't resist. You'll get more of the Doctor's POV soon- especially when him and Elena return to Mystic Falls. I'm thinking about having the Doctor get a taste of Elena's 'secret past' in the next chapter by her having a nightmare about Klaus, but other than that I don't know if I'll have them go back in time or go to another planet. And I am planning on sometime soon- more than likely at least when they re-arrive in Mystic Falls- have the Doctor start to, ah, become kind of possessive of Elena. (Because he kind of was with Rose in cannon- or is that just too many fanfics of them I've been reading?)
And the only reason this is being updated constantly as a) I'm finishing the first season of Doctor Who and I really don't feel like going on a crying jag right now, b) am on spring break, and c) just love this so much. Please don't get used to these updates, as once school starts back up they'll became less and less frequent, particularly when exams come around in late May, early June.