Loose Threads

(More)

Now was a good a time as any to install that defabricator. Just call it another wedding present

==LT==

(More)

“7-” My jaw dropped. “4.”

(More)

“Holy shit.” I murmured, running back into the TARDIS. Mars. We’re on Mars. I was very much unprepared for Mars!

(More)

The TARDIS began moving. I started shaking my head.

(More)

==LT==

(More)

The Doctor: “Isn’t anyone going to thank me?”

(Gadget shuts down.)

The Doctor: “He’s lost his signal. Doesn’t know where he is.”

Adelaide: “That’s my house.”

The Doctor: “Don’t you get it? This is the twenty first of November 2059. It’s the same day on Earth. And it’s snowing. I love snow.”

MIA: “What is that thing? It’s bigger. I mean, it’s bigger on the inside. Who the hell are you?” (Mia runs away.)

Adelaide: “Look after her.”

YURI: “Yes, ma’am.” (Yuri runs after Mia.)

Adelaide: “You saved us.”

The Doctor: “Just think though. Your daughter, and your daughter’s daughter, you can see them again. Family reunion.”

Adelaide: “But I’m supposed to be dead.”

The Doctor: “Not any more.”

Adelaide: “But Susie, my granddaughter. The person she’s supposed to become might never exist now.”

The Doctor: “Nah! Captain Adelaide can inspire her face to face. Different details, but the story’s the same.”

Adelaide: “You can’t know that. And if my family changes, the whole of history could change. The future of the human race. No-one should have that much power.”

The Doctor: “Tough.”

Adelaide: “You should have left us there.”

The Doctor: “Adelaide, I’ve done this sort of thing before. In small ways, saved some little people, but never someone as important as you. Oh, I’m good.”

Adelaide: “Little people? What, like Mia and Yuri? Who decides they’re so unimportant? You?”

Time Lord Victorious: “For a long time now, I thought I was just a survivor, but I’m not.”

“I always survive, Queenie.” Logan purred into my ear.

“I’m the winner.”

“I won, my Queen.” Logan hissed.

“That’s who I am. The Time Lord Victorious.”

“You can call me Garfield. Garfield Logan.” The man decided.

Adelaide: “This is wrong, Doctor. I don’t care who you are. The Time Lord Victorious is wrong.”

Time Lord Victorious: “That’s for me to decide.”

“That’s no longer your decision.” Logan said, more ordered.

“Now, you’d better get home. Oh, it’s all locked up. You’ve been away. Still, that’s easy.”

(He points his sonic screwdriver at the front door, and it opens.)

Time Lord Victorious: “All yours.”

“You can have whatever you want with me.” Logan said. “I can give you your powers back.”

Adelaide: “Is there nothing you can’t do?”

Time Lord Victorious: “Not any more.”

Logan cupped my cheek. “Not as long as I have you.”

“And you can’t stop him?” She asked me.

The mad Time Lord turned around towards me. My hand clenched tightly onto the TARDIS door. My other hand was shaking at my side, practically vibrating. All my eyes could see was Logan, and his black eyes. The perfect storm of hate and pride.

My presence seemed to shake him, for a brief second I saw Ten in those eyes. The image of Logan was back in my mind’s eyes, that hatred in his eyes burning me to the core. My lungs were starting to burn, as I had stopped breathing as the panic attack set in.

“Terra.” The Doctor breathed. He started to move toward me.

I flinched away, running into the console room.

“You can’t hide from me, precious girl.” Logan taunted. “I always find my way to you.”

“G-Get out of m-my head.” I whimpered, digging my fingers into my hair.

(Adelaide goes inside, drawing her gun and closing the door. Then we hear the shot and see the energy blast light up the window. The Doctor turns around and in his head, he watches the history record change her place of death from Mars to Earth. Susie Fontana Brooke still goes into space, though.)

(The Doctor turns to see an Ood looking at him.)

The Doctor: “I’ve gone too far. Is this it? My death? Is it time?”

“For a second, it wasn’t you standing there it was him.”

(More)

==LT==

(More)

(More)

I kissed him, gently. The Doctor fought it. I didn’t stop.

“Terra-” He tried to stop me.

I shook my head. I pressed my finger onto his lips, shushing him. “Doctor, right now, I think you need this. You need to know I love you. You need to know that no matter what you do, you are forgiven. Always.”

Before the Doctor could argue, I kissed him again. “You’re my Doctor. Always have been, always will be.”

(More)

“The way you looked at me was the same way you looked at him.” The Doctor stressed, keeping himself away from me.

I couldn’t come up with a reassuring smile. “Because for a minute, you were.” I said.

(More)

“If you want me to stop, just say so.” I told the Doctor. “And I will stop.”

The Doctor wrapped his arms around me, kissing me deeply.

I smirked. No way was he living another day without knowing how much I loved him.