He grunts, not even denying it. There was not point when the other could smell it.
“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”
He was less surprised at that than he should have been.
“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”
“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.
“It- it was rassalon who did it… did you know that? He stuck a 4 beat signal into my mind… I was 8 Theta! 8! And it drove me insane!”
“Rassilon? Why….oh.” He hurried him to the medical bay. “It was the end of the war…”
“The final sanction.” He practically spat and then tripped over his feet when he got a dizzy spell, wimpering in agony as his wound painfully flaired up.
“You…are making me….remember why I…didn’t feel guilty at first at the end of the war….” he put a hand out to catch him. “Easy.”
He laughs without humour.
“Bastards, the lot of them… fuck, I don’t feel good…” he groans softly, leaning against him.
He grunts, not even denying it. There was not point when the other could smell it.
“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”
He was less surprised at that than he should have been.
“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”
“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.
“It- it was rassalon who did it… did you know that? He stuck a 4 beat signal into my mind… I was 8 Theta! 8! And it drove me insane!”
“Rassilon? Why….oh.” He hurried him to the medical bay. “It was the end of the war…”
“The final sanction.” He practically spat and then tripped over his feet when he got a dizzy spell, wimpering in agony as his wound painfully flaired up.
“I just got you back, im not loosing you again.” she tuts.
“You kept me in a box, Miss.” She retorts without much heat.
“…I know…” She murmured softly. “And i as wrong in how i went about it.”
“Well at least you recognize it.” She wobbled on her feet. “Woah. Blood volume is down in my toes. I have cute toes in this regeneration. So fun to paint.”
“Need me to carry you?” She asked, her arm going around the woman’s waist to steady her properly.
“No no.”
“Then at least lean on me.” She told her as they continued their way towards her tardis.
“I can walk dear….” she muttered and leaned on her anyway.
“I know. I just feel better if I know that I can help you even a little bit.” She snuck a kiss to her temple.
He grumbled under his breath. “Roooose! come oooon!” He finally wines. “Plus… *sigh* thats who i was… i’m technically non of that now… im just… *sigh*” he sighed “Dr John Smith, really clever half-human, who knows way too much and has a growing tardis at home.” It was clear that even 2 years in he was still not dealing too well with this and didn’t see himself as the real doctor anymore.
“We’ve been over this a whole lot, you know.” At that, Rose let out a small sigh. “You’re still practically the same person. Just a bit more human.”
She only paused for a few moments, before speaking once more. “And like you said! Really clever half-human. A really clever person who can’t remember a single shopping list.”
He groaned. “Okay! you’ve had a laugh and made your point… now… can you please tell me what we need now? Or ill just end up coming home with things that ive guessed that we need.”
“No!” Her voice was rather quick, speaking up as he mentioned guessing what they needed. “D’you have a pen and paper? I’ll just tell you what we need.”
The Doctor quickly pulled out the scrap of paper he found in his pocket and the pen that he had with him. “Yup, ready when you are.”
Nodding(although she knew the other couldn’t see it), Rose repeated back everything that they needed. “You got that down?”
“Yup! I’ll see you home in… about 20 minuets.” he grinned. Perhaps this is what it would feel like if they had still been stuck around that black hole.
The Doctor Span around, back against the door, her hand still resting on the lock button, a small smile on her lips. It had been 2 weeks since she regenerated and she had missed her.
“…Hello Missy…” She greeted the other woman, almost breathing out the words and then proceeded to throw caution to the wind and locked the door, letting the force field fizzle away, before walking towards her.
“No… I Guess i couldn’t… I wanted to see you…” She stopped in the same place she always stood when she was in her past body, by the piano, Her eyes studying the other, taking her in… she was still the same… still here… still beautiful.
“Hello” Missy replied; her own voice low and of a similarly breathless quality. Her eyes were wide, filled the kind of excitement and wonder that only a regeneration could elicit. Slowly she got to her feet as the barrier vanished with a faint electric buzz. A bemused little smile pulled at the corner of Missy’s lips as her eyes moved up and down; drinking in the sight of this brand new, beautiful woman standing before her.
“You wanted to see me!? Darling I want to see you!” She laughed. Her captivated gaze still fixed on the other, Missy took a few cautious steps forward. Looking her over, the Time Lady’s small smile widened into a proper grin. “Look at you!”
Moving closer, Missy reached out a hand to tuck a few golden strands of hair behind and ear as she studied every minute detail of this lovely new face. Her fingers moved down to trace the delicate jawline, one finger lingering just under her chin for a moment as Missy’s icy blue eyes met the now, deep green of the Doctor’s.
“Well! I know you’ve always been one for the surprises, but this really does take the cake darling!” She said with another soft laugh; “though still copying me, I see!” She added with a little wink.
Theta hummed as she lent into her touch slightly, watching her study her new regeneration, a soft and fond smile on her lips.
“You’ve always had better tast than me.” Was all the doctor offered, her smile widening slightly at the wink.
She finally reached up and took her hand, silently helping her down from the platform, to allow her to inspect her new regeneration properly.
“So, Can I assume that you like it?” She was still holding Missy’s hand, not in any hurry to let go just yet.
Tho she did hope that missy would be bold enough to kiss her, she has missed her an awful lot… otherwise she would have to do it herself…
Jack looked at the Doctor, really looked at him. He must be out of it, given how worn down he looked. Gone was the usual overexcited puppy, and now was probably what the Doctor actually was like deep down: tired.
Well, Jack couldn’t exactly blame him.
“Give me your sonic, I think I know a short cut.”
The Doctor passes back the Sonic… And then paused.
“You are real right? The’re not suddenly giving me vivid hallucinations… right?” It wouldn’t be the first time they manipulated him and made him see things. They even went as far as having Rose walk into the room and tell him how disappointed she was in him… Of course the letting out of the chains would be new.. but how else do you manipulate and break your captive than let him go only for him to find himself right back in the chains he started in.
Jack paused, slowly looking up at the Doctor. He knew exactly how real hallucinations brought on by torture could be, having experienced his own fair share himself. He reached out and took the Doctor’s hand, resting it on Jack’s shoulder. “I’m real, I promise. Here, feel my pulse if it makes you feel better.”
He moved the Doctor’s hand so that it rested right at the pulse point in his neck, the focused back on the sonic and zapped his wrist strap. He pocketed the sonic and held onto the Doctor. “Let’s get you back to the TARDIS. Hold your breath, it’ll pinch less.”
He pushed a button on his wrist strap and teleported them out of the cell, right to the door of the TARDIS.
The Doctor felt himself tear up when he felt his pulse under his fingers and forced himself to wait till they had teleported before he wrapped his arms around his neck, his breathing shakey… and he could feel himself about to fall apart…
He could feel himself shake as he suppressed the tears for a little longer.
“J-jack… you’re real… you’re here.. I’m actually out…” he managed to get out, pressing his face to his neck.
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