Miss Independant

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Jack, Gray, and I were in a futuristic bar. It had been quite some time since the 456 attack, we were still licking our wounds.

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So while he drank at the bar, I played guitar on stage. The aliens here liked exotic music, and somehow my earth country qualified. The people (I use the term loosely) sitting close to the stage seemed to enjoy my song. Smiles and glances from Jack and Gray told me they liked it too.

Thing was, it was actually a kinda depressingly upbeat song. “I wanna be an earthquake driver, I wanna be an aquarium diver. I just don’t wanna go home.”

What even was home anymore? With Jack and Gray, as Meredith Harkness/Gafford. It wasn’t with the Doctor, as Terra Song Two, since the man hated my face and I was too anxious to tell him the truth. It wasn’t on my Earth, as Queen Morgan Spencer. “I live alone, but I am hungry for affection. I just struggle with connection til the water calls me home.” Home was always wherever the Doctor was, but I couldn’t be with him until our time lines synced back up, or until Day of the-

Just thinking about my encounter with Eleven made me flinch. I remember Nightmare in Silver, having to explain to the Doctor how Meredith had to be a friend from Home. He didn’t listen, choosing only to lash out at me. “Down under the ocean among millions of other lonely people, drowning among the only people we are ever going to know.” I kept playing, trying to ignore those thoughts drifting back in my mind. Gray gave me a reassuring grin, while Jack just toasted his drink at me.

“I wanna be an earthquake driver, I wanna be an aquarium diver. I just don’t wanna go home.” I sang. “I wanna be like the people I see. They want a rover just like me. I wanna stay but what keeps me away is I’m tied into the lightning line. I wanna see if the sun is shining, long night’s just a waste of time.”

My song paused, seeing someone hand Jack a note. I checked the seat besides his, finding Alonso.

‘How did I not know he was here?’ I asked myself, glancing to where the Doctor stood stoically.

Jack looked in the direction I was, apparently noticing my pause. The Doctor smiled at him.

“I don’t wanna see people like me, just sleeping and waking and hoping and hating and you look at me like I’m some kind of carnival attraction.” I sang, hoping to get Jack’s attention. The immortal man turned to me, as if waiting for permission. “You say love is an abstraction, just some ghost that you chase. Well, I am a cypher, I am a blank space, filled up with words you remember from whenever you saw my face.”

‘Don’t let your friendship with him being ruined because of me. One, I’d never let you live down becoming one of the cliches.’ I projected into his mind. ‘Two, I would hate myself for being the thing that drove you apart.’

Jack frowned, tapping a finger against his drink. Gray just looked on confused, glancing between our brother and I. To assure them both, I smiled.

“I wanna be an earthquake driver, I wanna be an aquarium diver. I just don’t wanna go home.” I embellished a little with the next chorus, trying to encourage my brother to move on and just look at Alonso. Seriously, the guy was at least an eight! “I wanna be like the people I see. Hey man, they want a rover just like me. I wanna stay but what keeps me away is I’m plugged into the lightning line. I wanna be where the sun is shining, all night chasing time.”

The immortal looked to the Space Titanic’s last surviving crew member, and smiled. I did too, although mine wasn’t to flirt.

“I don’t wanna see people like me just creeping and waking and hoping and hating and now what is the price for all of this fame and self-absorption.” Gray turned to me, giving a thumb’s-up. Jack had officially gotten a date, and would officially get laid. About damn time. “We turn ourselves into orphans and then spend our nights alone, living in fear of some imaginary consequence. Terror, incognito, ob-la-di, li-bi-do.”

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“Truth is, I don’t wanna be an earthquake driver. And I do not want to be an aquarium diver. But hey, I just don’t wanna go home. Oh man, I just don’t wanna go home.”

“Oh, I do not wanna go home.”

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“I need to go, Jack.” I said.

Jack had an accepting frown on his face. “For how long?”

“As long as it takes.” I admitted. “I know the Doctor that fits my timeline come around in five years, I can wait until then.”

“Mere, just tell him now.” Jack requested.

“You know why I can’t.” I sighed, feeling sad at this argument coming around again. “It would break his hearts.”

“Good. Let them break.” Jack argued, harshly.

“Don’t you dare say that, like you wouldn’t be acting any different if I wasn’t related to you.” I snapped. “If I was just some random person, and I killed Terra for some random reason, you would be as pissed off as the Doctor if not angrier!”

“Except you aren’t a random girl.” Jack said, putting his arms on my shoulders. “And you didn’t kill Terra for a random reason, you just did what you needed to from what you remembered.”

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“You don’t have to explain yourself to him!” Jack yelled. “If anything he needs to explain himself to you!”

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The door opened. I tearfully looked up at the man opening the door.

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“Missy.” I hiccuped.

The Mistress stared her cold brown eyes at me. “Yes, dear?” She said. Apparently hiding suspicious behavior was a skill she picked up.

“I need help.”

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I held up my necklace. Missy’s eyes widened.

“Do I have your time now?” I asked, half glaring at her.

Missy backed away from the door, a sickeningly sweet smile on her face. I rolled my eyes at that. “But of course, love.”

I stepped in, looking around at the house full of the dead.

Missy held her arms out. “I always have a space for my little sister.”

Instead of arguing, I walked up to her and accepted the hug. Despite my efforts I started sobbing on her shoulder.

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“Oh. Poor dearie.” Missy held out her teapot. “Little splosh?”

I nodded, grabbing the tea cup. She poured the tea, giving me a glance over. Picking up the cup, I gave her a warning look.

“I won’t kill you with tea.” Missy laughed. “What kind of monster do you take me for?”

“The kind who would kill me with the sugar cubes.” I teased, putting the cup back down.

Missy grinned. “Ah, you brilliant girl.”

Oh, she’s a lady psychopath. The most dangerous thing on the planet. My wife is one, my twin is one, and now my adopted little brother is one.

Wait. She called me little sister earlier. “You called me the little sister.”

“I’m much older than you now, love.” Missy teased. “Much, much older.”

“You have the lines to prove it.” I teased back.

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“Download the mind, upgrade the body.” I tsked. “Still see through your plans, Missy, always could.”

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“Our boyfriend’ll be coming soon.” Missy said, fixing up her dress.

“My husband.” I corrected. “Not your boyfriend. I am not against killing you in a jealous rage.”

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