“Now that, that very much depends… can I trust you?”
The younger woman hums. “You see, trust requires trust, if I can trust you, then you may most definitely trust me, I shall watch your back as long as you watch mine.”
The blonde stalks away from the man, clearly angry. She looked like him but in a not so obvious way, tho if you put them side by side, you could see that they had the same blue eyes and same nose, but her cheeks/chin, hair and lips were her mother’s.
“Leave me alone!” She snapped at him.
The woman had witnessed something the Torchwood team had been doing, had seen an alien and the man in a RAF coat of all things, was now bugging her to come have a drink…
And she had heard the stories, that once you saw something that Torchwood had done, suddenly the people didn’t have a clue what you are talking about the following day… they would forget.
“You’re not ducking with my memories sunshine, I’ve heard the whispers, I’m not stupid. You Torchwood people are badnews.” Lilly-Moira Tuts And spins around to glare at him.
“I’ve managed just fine with the knowledge that aliensexist… That happens when you’ve been living in London for 5 years during university.”
“And honestly don’t you even know how to treat a woman? You’re asking me out for a drink and you haven’t even given me your name…” She scoffs And crosses her arms, probably looking somewhat like her mother in that very moment… or her gran…
Especially with the fact that her mother constantly talked about how men should treat women right and how her father was an ass to have gone and vanished like that… he didn’t even know she had existedor that her Ma had been pregnant.
Amy awoke with a gasp and forced herself not to scream when she found herself in some kind of … box… was it a stasis pod? Did someone kidnap her? Was the doctor once again looking for her?
It was always strange when you suddenly found yourself kidnapped and in a completely different place to where you had just been…
“Hello?” She called tentivly, already feeling afraid when there was no answer and she moved out into the shadows of the room.
“Doc’ta?“ she called softly, hoping that the reason that she was awake was because he was here… “okay… I’m freaking out here… anyone here?”
Suddenly someone grabbed her and she screamed, only for her to mouth to be covered and dragged off somewhere, to be pushed into another dark room.
He chuckles at her antics and then hums ‘I have a dream’ (ABBA) softly as they sway, a gentle smile on his lips.
“You know… I’m a sap in this regeneration… so I may as well come out and say it… I have a wish, or it’s more of a hope.. perhaps a dream… that one day, you and I will stop our useless fighting and actually… actually admit what we have have between us is true..” he pressed his forehead against hers.
“That it’s real… that It’s not just one sided and that I could actually ask you… that one question I’ve wanted to ask,.. for multiple centuries…” he said softly.
“Do you know what it is?”
He pulled her closer so that their chests were pressed together.
Rozen bit his lip and gave a short sharp nod before taking her hand in his.
He licked his lips and gave her a slight smile.
“Yeah. I guess you have. But everyone can stay on top of it. I mean if you really try… but, I want ya to know, that no matter what…” he looked at their hands and linked their fingers.
“…and as long as you want me, I’ll stay by your side.” He promised.
He sure as hell had the life span to keep that promise.
Idris had known that ever since she first met her Thief in person,
That she had to do something to see them again.
She was not sure how long it took, to let herself, push out into the 4th dimension, to the world that her thief lived in, in the shape of 1′s & 0′s and light and air…. a hologram, but better then nothing at all.
But she had done it.
She had finished her surprise and put it into the new design, into the new desktop together with a biscuit dispenser.
“Thief!? Thief!” She called out in the direction of the corridor’s, the familiar words, the very first ones she had said to her thief, rearranging the hallways so that Her Doctor would be lead to her, to the console room.
The Woman’s mind flickered back to her many dreams that she had over the years. The ones where she was an alien with two hearts and she was the head of a very Large Library on her planet… and even nightmares of a war…
“Yeah, thats sounds rather cool, if i’m being honest.” She grinned removing her hand from where it was touching her watch that was round her neck, not having noticed that she had reached for it.
If there was one secret that Idris liked to hid from people, was that she liked to connect herself to the human’s WIFI when ever she and her Thief landed on earth.
Now, there was one time, when she landed in Cardiff, she just new she had to go say hello to her Dearest jack, not caring, where in his timeline she was.
“Hello~” She called, on one of the computer screens, trying not to show just how disappointed she was at the fire walls. Surely they could have used stronger alien technology? …. Of course that didn’t mean she had full access beyond saying hello, she still needed Jack to let her in so she could use their holographic projector… if they had one…
drapetxmaniia - The Urge to run away 