Disclaimer - Once again, I owe my thanks to Sage1988, who wrote the amazing one-shot Unlocking the Past, where the Fugitive Doctor, curious about her future self and the lack of memories investigates and discovers more than she expected.
Enjoy.
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The Timeless Child's Past.
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Fugitive Doctor's TARDIS.
"Homing in near your TARDIS signal," the Doctor - the Fugitive Doctor - was saying to her shell-shocked counterpart, the gizmo's obsessed version of her who could not shut her big fat mouth, and not interfere. "Can't get too close," she went on, more to herself than anything else. "Imagine the temporal feedback loop. I'll drop you at the docks near my flat. How's that?" She asked.
Truth be told, the Fugitive Doctor really didn't care what her counterpart, if she was her, thought.
While the Judoon's arrival in Gloucester was a surprise in itself, the Fugitive Doctor doubted her counterpart was responsible for that; even if she didn't know or remember these events, why they had hidden themselves in Gloucester to get away from Division, they would never have contacted the Judoon.
But how the hell could she have forgotten about Division in the first place? Okay, as soon as she had learnt this Doctor was a future incarnation, the Fugitive Doctor had assumed that that old Time Lord thing where their memories would be erased so they wouldn't be forewarned came into play, but how could she not know about Gat, never mind Lee?
She hadn't shown it, but the Fugitive Doctor was really worried.
The Fugitive Doctor had been working for the shady and unpleasant organisation for centuries now. Ever since they had caught her when she had gone renegade, they had offered her a deal, well blackmailed her would be more accurate and she had worked for them ever since her second incarnation. And she had been desperate to escape.
She had thought Division was not a pleasant organisation, right?
Well, that was an understatement. Division was said to have been formed after the Minyos fiasco, and they were supposed to interfere on a much more subtle level unlike the Time Lords of old. Their job was to gather intelligence on varying worlds and deal with threats that could threaten Gallifrey.
The Fugitive Doctor had no objection to that, and until she had seen for herself what Division did, she had assumed she could find a way to escape.
Big mistake.
She was dead wrong.
She hadn't been able to escape from them, and over the decades, she had seen Division commit assassinations on important people, changing history on a massive level. A cardinal sin in itself, but it got worse when you realised they were deliberately pushing alien races to start massive galactic or interplanetary wars.
Tecteun didn't help.
The Fugitive Doctor grimaced as she stared at her counterpart, but it was more due to the thoughts of Tecteun. There was something about her boss that had always rubbed the Fugitive Doctor the wrong way; arrogant, amoral, uncaring, and dismissive, Tecteun was the typical Time Lord.
But there was something about her, something about the way Tecteun looked at her that sickened her.
Was…Tecteun going to do something to her, in the future?
Judging from the ignorance of her other self, the Fugitive Doctor was certain of that.
The Thirteenth Doctor shook her head. "You can't be me," she whispered, making the Fugitive Doctor sigh under her breath; not this again. How many more times was this stupid bimbo pretending to be her going to say the same things? "I know what I've done, I know my own life."
The Fugitive Doctor turned and glared at her, "One of us has to be wrong."
The TARDIS materialised, with a bump that rocked the console room.
"I'd quite like it if you got off my ship now," the Fugitive Doctor said to her counterpart.
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When the Fugitive Doctor was alone, she set the controls to a random destination and dematerialised - now she was free from the chameleon arch, and Division would have received reports from Gat about their progress, so they would have pinpointed her position, and since they had Time Lord technology…
She looked around the TARDIS console room. She would have to use basic space travel, she realised, hitchhike on cargo freighters, and liners, and only time travel occasionally.
But her mind was occupied with other deeper and more worrying thoughts.
That other Doctor, the stupid, gizmo's obsessed one with the terrible coat and shirt and even worse trousers. How could she have forgotten all of this? It didn't make any sense to her, but then she began to sense her memories were starting to fade.
Oh no.
Thinking fast, she slapped her hands against the Telepathic circuit contacts, and she concentrated on her memories of the other Doctor, she made sure to leave an imprint and a time-delayed message which would send the memories back to her.
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Taking her hands off the contacts, blinking in confusion, the Fugitive Doctor looked around. What was she doing? Why had she came back when she was meant to be hiding from Division? Where was Lee? Had something happened? She looked at the console, tempted to go back and find out…but she quickly murdered the thought, and she checked the controls, and saw the randomiser she had installed was already activated.
As she worked on her TARDIS, the Fugitive Doctor was completely unaware of the message she was about to receive….