Bif Naked - The Peacock Song
You're really taking me for a ride
You're a wise guy anyway
I never had a place to hide
Except my brain
Most of the time it was easy to ignore. Donna could move through the rooms of the TARDIS, enjoy the room that she and the Doctor shared and pretend that they were a normal couple with normal problems and normal needs. Donna could do that if she tried. Her record so far was for sixteen minutes. That was how long it had taken before something had crashed loudly, she’d heard his voice and then the TARDIS had lurched through time and space with a distinctive vworp vworp sound. Sixteen minutes of pure, normal bliss.
It had been hell.
She wasn’t sure when the change had happened. Somewhere between the other one in his brown and trainers making it snow and finding out that the entire Universe outside of their system was gone, Donna had gone from basic human to the Doctor’s plus one. She was more than human by association, quite alien depending on the planet and connected to more than just her memories and beliefs.
It came in moments, in flashes. It came, that proof, when the Doctor looked into her eyes just so and she could remember how it felt when he was in her head. She remembered how it felt, the way it sounded, even how it had made her feel. In his arms she still felt the same way. Connected. Loved. His. Part of something bigger that she’d never believed in before and could now no longer deny.
It came to her when she rested her cheek against the sides of the TARDIS, feeling more than hearing the voice within her head. It was like ice and heat and comfort and love. It was as if, for a moment, one was connected to everything there’d ever been and ever would be. For a brief moment she was everything there had been and ever would be.
There were times she had no place to go. All the planets, the worlds, the people, they’d been cut off from it all. Yet when she looked into the Doctor’s eyes, when she rested her cheek against the wall, or laid her hand on the console, she could feel it all. All the years, the centuries, the hundreds upon hundreds of lifetimes both the Doctor and TARDIS had seen. In a moment there was a small flash and she could feel it all, live it, experience some small bit of who they were. For a moment she was connected to them, part of them and it was the most overwhelming of moments. One she cherished as much as she did the ring on her hand. There may not be anywhere to go anymore, no travel, no universes, no nothing, but for a moment she was a part of not merely something bigger but of everything. It was terrifying. It was amazing. It was, in a word, fantastic.
You're a wise guy anyway
I never had a place to hide
Except my brain
Most of the time it was easy to ignore. Donna could move through the rooms of the TARDIS, enjoy the room that she and the Doctor shared and pretend that they were a normal couple with normal problems and normal needs. Donna could do that if she tried. Her record so far was for sixteen minutes. That was how long it had taken before something had crashed loudly, she’d heard his voice and then the TARDIS had lurched through time and space with a distinctive vworp vworp sound. Sixteen minutes of pure, normal bliss.
It had been hell.
She wasn’t sure when the change had happened. Somewhere between the other one in his brown and trainers making it snow and finding out that the entire Universe outside of their system was gone, Donna had gone from basic human to the Doctor’s plus one. She was more than human by association, quite alien depending on the planet and connected to more than just her memories and beliefs.
It came in moments, in flashes. It came, that proof, when the Doctor looked into her eyes just so and she could remember how it felt when he was in her head. She remembered how it felt, the way it sounded, even how it had made her feel. In his arms she still felt the same way. Connected. Loved. His. Part of something bigger that she’d never believed in before and could now no longer deny.
It came to her when she rested her cheek against the sides of the TARDIS, feeling more than hearing the voice within her head. It was like ice and heat and comfort and love. It was as if, for a moment, one was connected to everything there’d ever been and ever would be. For a brief moment she was everything there had been and ever would be.
There were times she had no place to go. All the planets, the worlds, the people, they’d been cut off from it all. Yet when she looked into the Doctor’s eyes, when she rested her cheek against the wall, or laid her hand on the console, she could feel it all. All the years, the centuries, the hundreds upon hundreds of lifetimes both the Doctor and TARDIS had seen. In a moment there was a small flash and she could feel it all, live it, experience some small bit of who they were. For a moment she was connected to them, part of them and it was the most overwhelming of moments. One she cherished as much as she did the ring on her hand. There may not be anywhere to go anymore, no travel, no universes, no nothing, but for a moment she was a part of not merely something bigger but of everything. It was terrifying. It was amazing. It was, in a word, fantastic.