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The Tenth Doctor (lonely_god) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-07-19 11:51:00

Entry tags:

!log, 10th doctor, amy pond, donna noble, galen

Who: The Tenth Doctor + Donna + Open (multiple characters welcome)
When: July 19th, at night
Where: an alley near the Welcome Center
What: The Tenth Doctor expected to walk out of his TARDIS and find the Powell Estate. Instead, he finds himself alone in New York City.
Rating: Teen for angsty/dying Time Lord
Status: Open, in progress

The Doctor stumbled against the console as the TARDIS landed, the gentle jolt that ran through the grating beneath his feet nearly enough to topple him though the old girl had settled with far more finesse than usuaul. He must be getting worse, he though, for her to be so careful with him. By his best estimate, he would lose major organ function within another twenty-four to thirty-six hours. When that happened, he would have to let go and allow the regenerative process to fully take hold. It was either that or die, well and truly die for the first time.

Still, he would grasp at every hour he could get, every moment he could stay as he was. He needed more time, just a little more time. He still had one more person to see. Just one more. He'd landed the TARDIS somewhere familiar, somewhere he hadn't been since shortly after the Battle of Canary Wharf. He was early, he knew, far too early, but he'd wanted to make certain he wouldn't miss her. He'd just pop outside for a quick look to be certain he'd landed in the right place and time, and then he'd find a likely place to wait for a flash of pink and yellow. She loved pink, he knew. Wouldn't have to walk too far, he thought. That was good. He was tired, and it hurt. Oh it hurt so very much, and not just because he was dying. Oh, no. It hurt because of the companion he still had left to see. The companion he had left for last to remove the temptation to linger too long.

He took a deep, shuddering breath as he pushed away from the console and headed for the doors. He'd come for Rose. Rose, whom he could see, but who wouldn't know him. Couldn't, just like Donna. He was already pushing the boundaries by even considering touching her timeline in the first place, but he thought, so long as he went to her before she'd met him, he'd be all right. They'd be all right. It wouldn't hurt, would it? Just one last glimpse of the woman for whom he'd been created? That, in the end, was part of the reason he was so afraid of death this time around. He would have to let go of Rose, finally. He wouldn't be her Doctor anymore. He might not even remember how it had felt to love her.

Absorbed in thoughts of what had been and what couldn't be, the Doctor didn't notice at first that the alley he stumbled down once he'd left the TARDIS wasn't the right alley. Wasn't even in London. He only realized he wasn't where he'd meant to be when he reached the corner and looked out not at the plain, blocky building where Rose had lived the first nineteen years of her life, but on a busy New York City street.

"No," he breathed, shock washing over him. "No. No no no. Oh, no. I don't have time for this."

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fairytale_pond
2011-07-22 01:11 am UTC (link)

Amy pushed the button when instructed. The rush of their situation plus the familiar sound of the TARDIS' takeoff silenced her tears and brought a wide smile to her face. This was the feeling she was used to, the reason she kept traveling with the Doctor. The central column looked different, illuminated with a light more blue than green, but it still rose and fell in time to the groaning sounds of the TARDIS' inner machinery.

Once they landed she figured it might be safe to let go of the button. Good thing she did, too, as it gave her just enough time to rush to the Doctor's side as he stumbled and hung onto an odd-looking column. "Woah there!" Without hesitation, she grabbed his arm and slung it over her shoulders. This Doctor was slightly taller than hers, so it was an easy fit. "Take it easy, you," she ordered. "Now, where exactly's here then?"

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illhaveasalute
2011-07-22 06:38 am UTC (link)

Donna couldn't stop smiling. The TARDIS! The TARDIS taking off! He was back, and they were moving! This was brilliant, this was perfect, this was exactly what she'd needed, her best friend flying her around the TARDIS-

When he stumbled she rushed to his side, surprised to see Amy right there with her- she took his other arm and helped support his weight. "Alright then, shall we? Are we next to the ship or in it?"

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lonely_god
2011-07-22 03:59 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor showed his gratitude for the support by not complaining and not shrugging away from Amy and Donna. Just at the moment, he needed their help more than he cared to admit.

"In it," he said in response to Donna's question, "or we should be, anyway. Come on then. No time for dawdling."

Once the small group made it outside the TARDS, they would find the automated gurney Galen had dispatched waiting to take the Doctor to the automated medical bay.

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fairytale_pond
2011-07-22 05:53 pm UTC (link)

Amy was grateful that the Doctor didn't argue when she lent him her support, but she sensed his discomfort at having her so close. Well, tough, she thought to herself. He obviously was in no condition to stand on his own at the moment, and like it or not, she was going to help him.

Together, Amy and Donna helped the Doctor limp out of the TARDIS and onto the stretcher waiting for them. "A spaceship that's bigger on the inside, inside another spaceship that's bigger on the inside?" she mused. "Is that even allowed?"

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