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The Tenth Doctor ([info]_ten_) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
The Doctor would be lying if he said he never thought about his family. He thought of them every day, in some capacity they always wormed their way into his thoughts. Especially now, as he got older and the memories of them slipped further and further out of focus. Of course, he had Jenny here, and she was some comfort. And he'd long since given up hoping for various people to appear on the steps of the library. There was no good to come from trying to predict their host.

And so it had been something of a surprise when Alex has shown up.

And he was young, hadn't yet lived through Darleks and the rest of the stuff that had torn at the Doctors heavily defended heart. And he wouldn't mention it to him, not unless he was explicitedly asked, and he would warn Donna to do the same. The Doctor had seen what the threat of a bad future had done to people who were stuck here, and he didn't want that for his great-grandson.

The TARDIS materialised outside the library as it always did, with a gentle throb of engines and a pulsing blue light. A moment later the door swung open, and his head of spiked hair poked around the frame, blinking in the sudden bright light. It was a second before the Time Lord's eyes adjusted, and then he was stepping out into the fresh air.

He knew he looked very different from how Alex had known him. Pinstriped suit and converse had replaced the waistcoat and crevat, he was taller and thinner and he looked younger. Not as young as the bow-tie-wearing boy who would eventually replace him, but young enough. He hoped, vaguely, that Alex would know him. Although he supposed the police box was something of a hint.

And there he was, sat on the steps and looking exactly how the Doctor remembered him, like he's stepped straight out of the old Time Lord's memory. Despite everything, a giddy, overenthusiastic grin split the Doctor's voice in two and his voice bounced over the space between them, his tone excited and genuinely happy.

"Alex!"


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