I rush back inside, carrying a duffle bag and suitcase. I leave the luggage near the door skipping over to the Doctor who stood leaning over the console looking deep in thought.
"Hiya Doc." I greet. Smiling at the man. He nods in an answer reading something on the monitor intently. "Watcha doing?"
"Nothing." he answers quickly, switching the console off before I could see it.
"Mhmm, very believable." I answer, crossing my arms to watch the man with raised brows. He simply looks at me with a blank face. "Right fine whatever, keep secrets couldn't care less." I snip, turning heel grabbing my bags before waltzing out of the console room. I hear him sigh loudly behind me before calling out,
"Whatever, come here I'll show you." I grin in victory, dropping my bags to skip over to the alien. "I am creating a dispersal to cancel the Slitheens' advert." he explains, tugging at his ear slightly. I watch him with squinted eyes not believing a word. He looks over at me expectantly as he brings up a screen with waving lines.
"What are you hiding Doc?" I state watching as he turns the monitor off.
"Nothing." he answers quickly. I watch him for a few more seconds before shaking my head.
"Okay then, are we getting Rose?" I state, he nods running over to a phone on the console.
"Yup. I'm gonna ring her." he answers, giving me a side glance before typing in her number. I nod, moving to go back to my bags and put them in my room. Except my bags aren't there anymore. I smile brightly at the ceiling.
"Thanks girl." I whisper, patting the closest wall. "Doc I'm in need of some coffee want anything whilst I'm in the kitchen?"
"Tea thanks." DOc answers quickly, moving the phone away from his ear before returning to his conversation with our companion.
I stroll down the corridors, happy to see the kitchen only a few turns away. Once done making my coffee and Doc's I grab two of the cookies I recently made before making my way back to the console, the food and drinks on a tray. Not forgetting my book which I had left on the kitchen table.
"Your tea my dear friend." I announce in a regal voice. Dramatically offering the tray with our drinks and cookies.
"Why thank you my dear lady." he replies, matching my energy. I laugh loudly curtsying before placing the tray near one of the columns on the floor. My coffee and book in hand, the cookie hanging from my mouth. I jump onto my spinning chair, gently swaying myself left to right whilst opening my book on my lap. I'm now reading Solitaire by Alice Oseman, a book from the future Doc has allowed me to read. Apparently some of the can ruing the 'very fabric of time' and cause a paradox or something if I read them.
After a few chapters I look up to watch the Doctor work, my coffee and cookie long finished. Doc now resided under the console fixing something, his jacket discarded on a nearby railing. "Can you tell me things about your species?" I query, moving from my chair to stand at the end of the Timelords legs. I gently nudge his foot with mine, getting his attention. He instantly freezes movement, his head whipping up to look at me.
"Why?" he questions, suddenly guarded.
"Because I would like to know a bit more about one of my close friends." I state, smiling down at him. He sits up properly now, watching as I move to flop down next to him. We lean against the console, sat on the grated floor.
"Well for starters we have a double circulatory system." he begins, starting with anatomy. "I have two hearts."
"You have two hearts? No way." I state, looking at him with pure disbelief. I get onto my knees, pressing my hands to his chest on either side. I feel the odd pulse beating in fours, both organs pumping away. He looks from my hands to my face watching as my disbelief turns to awe.
"We also have this trick, which helps us avoid death." he vaguely continues, I remain in the same position feeling oddly calm with the beat of his pulse beneath my hands. I look up at him, curious. "We, what we call, regenerate. It's where if we're dying or are seriously injured we change every cell in our bodies."
"Is that not painful?" I question, giving him my full attention. He nods, seemingly wincing at the memory. "How many times have you regenerated?"
"This is my ninth face as the Doctor." he answers, subconsciously running a hand over his face.
"Hence why you were commenting on it when we first met." I note, it makes a bit more sense now. Doc nods, smiling at me. "You don't have to tell me more, just a little bit every now and then. I just want to get to know you Doc." I mutter, sitting back next to him. He grins down at me, his eyes flicking between mine. The silence we were calmly sat in is broken as the a loud knock sounds from the TARDIS doors. We share a confused look before both getting up and heading to the door. We swing the doors open only to see a boy about 11 standing there. We quickly exit the blue box, blocking his view of the inside before sending questioning looks at the kid.
"Um, I got your message." he mumbles, switching his weight between his feet. I send another confused look but Doc just nods, walking back into the spaceship. He returns shortly with a bucket filled with soapy water and a scrubbing brush. I follow the two as Doc leads the child to the other side of T. I read the new writing curiously. The Phoenix and Bad Wolf painted in white spray paint. Doc places the cleaning instruments on the floor, giving the kid the brush before waltzing back into the box. I follow him closely not entirely confused but still a bit weirded out with the fact that those words were the exact same as what Gwynneth said.
~1~
Doc had thankfully waited for Rose. And after she said her goodbyes, said person joined us in the console room. Whilst we had been patiently waiting Doc decided to tend to my wounds. Applying some of the magical cream that visibly stitched my skin back together. He told me the area will be tender though at to try and not knock it about too much.
Once back in the same room, Rose proposed that we all get some sleep. Mainly hinting to us humans but one look at the Docs dark eyes told me maybe he will as well.
My dreamless slumber is interrupted by loud vibrating noise echoing through my bedroom. I spring up, wincing at the noise.
"What?" I question, glaring at the ceiling. The room lights simply flash, I huff getting out of my bed. I tug at my cropped tank top, sliding one of my hoodies over the top to add some heat since the short shorts are not providing anything. "Is it Rose?" I question, this provides a low hum. "Is it Doc?" I try, T chirps in reply. At this I quickly exit my room, following the lights on the floor to a room that wasn't there before. The door gently swings open to allow me access, as soon as the door opens the sound of mournful cries and despair filled whimpers fill my ears. I rush into the room, greeted with the sight of my Timelord thrashing in his bed still asleep. "Doctor!" I call out approaching the tormented man, I frantically grab his shoulders shaking them to wake him. "Doctor please."
I gently tap his cheek, watching with wide eyes as he stops thrashing. His eyes flutter open, his brain slowly catching up before he shoots up. Still panting he crawls away from me.
"What. How. Why the hell are you in here?!" he demands. I flinch at his tone but approach him nonetheless.
"T woke me and brought me here." I explain, pointing to the roof. "Doc, are you okay?" I question softly, placing a gentle hand on the man.
"I'm fine." he answers shortly. "I'm always fine."
"You're allowed to not be okay Doctor." I whisper to him, sitting down on the bed.
"I'm fine, I'm fine now. I'm sorry the TARDIS woke you. Please I just want to be alone." he begs, looking up at me with glassy eyes. Conceding I stand up, walking to the doorway.
"Hey, if you ever need me. It doesn't matter what time, don't be afraid to find me. I'm always willing to just listen." I offer, watching as the man nods before lying back down. I take it as a hint exiting, the room to return to mine. I spend the rest of the night tossing and turning. Worrying about him for the entire time, one of my main issues being his denial of my help.
AN: This one is extra short and I don't like it but here you go.
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