"That was so fun!" Farah cheered as she entered the TARDIS, shrugging her coat off as she did so.
"Glad you enjoyed yourself", the Doctor remarked. Seeing that the ginger had been so happy by the two trips, he wondered whether or not to go back to ask Rose once more if she'd consider joining them "Farah, can I ask you a question?"
"You just did", the empath somewhat cheekily, making the Time Lord roll his eyes "I'm kidding. Go ahead".
"Before I met you, I met this other girl. Long story short she saved my life and I offered her a trip but she said no", the Doctor explained "what I did mention was that the ship travels in time so I was wondering…"
"You want to go back to when you left her and add that little titbit to see if she agrees", Farah finished.
"Yeah", the Time Lord confirmed "and if she said 'yes' would you mind her coming along?"
"No, I wouldn't mind at all", the empath replied "though I don't know why you're asking me. It IS your ship after all", she pointed out.
"I know I just…wanted to make sure you'd be ok with it", the Doctor said. Yes, Farah was correct about it being his ship and technically he didn't need her permission to invite anyone else onboard…it just felt like the right thing to do. After such a short space of time, they seemed to be hitting it off and didn't particularly want to upset that by bringing another person along, if she wasn't fine with it, that is.
"Doesn't bother me", Farah states "you wanna invite someone else onboard, go for it. Actually…since we're going to be heading back to earth, I was wondering if it'll be ok to stop by my house so I can grab some of my stuff?"
"That's fine", the Doctor said "I'll drop you off first, talk to Rose and then I'll come get you. It shouldn't be too long, 10 minutes tops".
"Sounds like a plan to me", the ginger agreed.
10 months later…
(the Doctor and Farah met two months, for her at least, after he saved Rose. Also the James Sven in this chapter is a younger version than the one that appeared previously)
Farah's skates swished across the ice as she danced to the music that was playing. When she dropped into the finishing pose, she heard someone applauding from the side. She glanced over and smiled, seeing James standing there. "You were amazing as always", he commented as she made her way over.
"I dunno, that last move was a bit sloppy", Farah said.
"Nonsense, it was perfect", her boyfriend waved her off "now…" he hopped on to the ice "lets skate together!"
Farah laughed as he purposefully flailed about, waving his arms comically. She knew he was a good skater, she was all too aware of that fact over the last few months. So she was aware that he was messing about on purpose. "What? Not impressed?" the dirty blond asked.
"No", the 22 year old giggled "you looked silly".
James stopped and gave her an offended look "Silly? I didn't look silly", he said.
"Yeah, you kinda did", Farah retorted.
"Silly", James repeated "I'll show you silly". The red head laughed as he chased her around the ice, shrieking when he caught up with her, grabbing her by the waist, spinning around. He slipped over, taking the young woman with him. "Whoops!" he said as they landed, James taking the brunt of the fall "you ok?"
"Fine", the empath replied "you?"
"I'm ok", the man answered. He stood up, pulling Farah to her feet. "Come on, hot drink and cake is on me", he declared.
"I won't say no to that", the young woman remarked.
~The Grindhouse~
"Penny for your thoughts?" James asked while he and Farah sat in the café, the ginger being rather quiet and staring at hot chocolate in her cup. He kinda figured where her mind had gone. The Doctor. He didn't like keeping things from her, especially when it involved when the Time Lord was going to be back in present day Earth. But he had to let it play out the way it was supposed to.
Well…he was going to let certain things run its course but there are other things that he was NOT willing to sit by and let happen. "Sorry, I was just thinking", Farah said, giving him an apologetic look.
"Its ok", James waved her off "you miss him, don't you?"
"Yeah", the empath sighed "it's just…he said 10 minutes and its been almost a year months. To be honest, I'm trying to come to terms with the fact that I'm never gonna see him again but…"
"The optimist in you just can't give up, can it?" the dirty blond commented and Farah shook her head.
"No it isn't", the young woman admits, picking at the corner of a napkin "I probably should just tell Little Miss Optimist that it's time for a major dose of Reality".
"Don't do that, Etoirir", James said softly, reaching across the table, placing his hand over hers "Never give up. He'll turn up, sooner or later. You'll see", he assured her "in the meantime…" he swiped a bit of her cake with his fork.
"Hey!" Farah protesting, prodding his hand with her own utensil when he went for another piece "stick to your own cake!"
"But…yours is nicer tasting than mine", James said with a pout.
"Tough. I'm not sharing", the ginger playfully retorted sticking her tongue out at him.
"What the hell is that?!" one of the other customers exclaimed. That had everyone bolting out of their seats and over to the window where they watched a spaceship collide with Big Ben.
"Bloody hell", Farah said.
"Language", James mock scolded.
The ginger glanced at him, incredulous "Seriously? A UFO bashes Big Ben and you're telling me off for my language?" she asked "you're an odd duck".
"Quack", James said with a grin making her giggle. He grinned too "come on, let's get a better look", he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the café. But not before he chucked some money at the nearest waitress "for the drinks and cake", he explained.
The two of them raced toward the London landmark hand in hand. Annoyingly they didn't very far as they encountered a crowd gathered around a road block. Farah stretched up on tiptoes, craning her neck, trying to see something…anything. "It's no use. The area is blocked off", James told her, being able see the barricade.
"Damn it", the ginger muttered, disappointed not to be able to see the ship. If the Doctor was anywhere, he'd to right in the middle of the action "now what do we do?"
"Well, I got a novel idea…" the empath cast her boyfriend a curious look "we could watch it on the TV", James suggested.
"I'd really see it in person", the empath grumbled.
"I know you would but my way is safer", James pointed out. Plus its where you need to be when the Doctor shows up he mentally added.
The young woman sighed "fine, we'll do it your way", she conceded.
The Doctor waited on the doorstep rather anxiously. He had no idea how Farah was going to react to seeing him since he was very, very late. He hoped that she wouldn't slap him, not that she wouldn't be justified…he just really couldn't take being slapped twice in a single day! The front door opened and the empath stood there, arms folded. "You're late", she stated.
"I know, I'm sorry. I…" the Time Lord started.
"If is what you call 10 minutes, I hate to see what you would consider an hour", Farah cut in with a smile. The Doctor relaxed a little seeing that she wasn't as upset as he'd expected her to be. "So what brings you by?" the ginger asked "If it's that spaceship. I already saw it".
"Not the ship. The alien inside", the Time Lord corrected "I was going to check it out and figured you might want to come along".
Farah's smile grew "Of course I do!" she stepped out, pulling the front door closed "lead the way". The Doctor grinned, took hold of her hand and walked away from the house. The front door was opened again, James watching them leave with a smile.
"Have fun Etoirir", he murmured.