The Uninvited Guest
Kagome stood at the counter, waiting for the fresh batch of chips to come out of the oil. Nighttime in Cardiff was chilly this time of year. Gratefully taking the hot chips, she sighed as they warmed her cold hands. She took a seat at a table not too far away from an extremely animated Doctor and his newest companion, and watched them surreptitiously.
She hated how lost the Doctor was. Thanks to her rambles through the timepaths, she'd seen this Gallifreyan many times. She could sympathize with his losses... she too had lost a spouse, children, and grandchildren... but for her the list went on endlessly. Her immortality did not transmit itself to her children, and after several generations she had left them. Belief in the extraordinary was in short supply these days, and it hurt when your family refused to believe in an immortal guardian.
Hearing several outbursts, she chuckled as his currently mortal wolf worked so hard to pronounce Raxacoricofallapatorius, and was happy to see the beginning love notes in the godsong surrounding them. Too bad the Doctor hadn't understood the nature of wolves the first time around. When a wolf loved, well... She'd change things a bit this time around, having a particular fondness for wolves and their two-legged kin.
Chips finished, and hands warmed, she got up to leave. Centuries of exposure to a kitsune had left her with a taste for jokes, though, and she decided to play with the two. As she walked past them, she suddenly began singing an old song from a cartoon Souta had watched. "Who's afraid of the big, bad wolf, the big bad wolf, the-"
Dropping the song as the door shut, she turned down an alley and stepped left, disappearing from sight as she entered the timepaths.
~oOo~
The doctor stopped laughing and looked at the Asian woman singing about the Bad Wolf. He was stunned, certain he'd seen her before. Catching his preoccupation, Rose looked between them curiously.
"Someone you know?"
"I'm not sure." He turned those manic eyes on her, and grabbed her hand. "So let's find out!"
The two raced outside, only to stare at empty streets. The Doctor looked around, feeling the strange time energy that had surrounded the woman again. Pulling out his sonic screwdriver, he adjusted it and followed the... non-particles, one could call them... to the alley where the trail abruptly stopped.
"I don't understand. She's not a Time Lord, but I know her. She's like an uninvited guest in the background of every portrait of my life. But she's not here, she's never here when I look for her. But the non-particles seem to be there every time I see her."
"So, some sort of stalker, right? But one who's following your whole life, which, face it, isn't the strangest notion. Maybe intergalactic paparazzi dishing on the Doctor?" Rose appropriated his arm as he laughed at the notion, for now willfully ignoring the small part of her that growled mine.
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A bit with my favorite Doctor. Rose and the Ninth Doctor, and a bit of teasing by Kagome.