Come Take Me Home Chapter 1
Title: Come Take Me Home
Author: noblegirl91
10/Donna
Rated: PG
A/n: This will be a 3 part songfic using three of my favorite Goo Goo Dolls songs. Chapter 1 takes place between Runaway Bride and Partners in crime. Sort of my take on Series 4.
Disclaimer: Not mine, none of it, especially the songs. Doctor Who belongs to the BBC.
Summary: As the snow continued to fall, Donna watched as the mysterious Doctor and his amazing blue box rocketed into the atmosphere and out of her life. The minute Donna had said no, the Doctor's hearts broke not for the first time that day.
As the snow continued to fall, Donna watched the mysterious Doctor and his amazing blue box rocket into the atmosphere and out of her life. A shiver ran through her as the events from the day ran through her mind.
The fear of being eaten by an Aracnoss or was it Racnoss , well whatever he called, the exhilaration of running for her life, the beauty of the universe, the strange safety she felt around this impossible man and his ship that was bigger on the inside!
But now it was all gone and she had to go back to her normal, boring, everyday life as a temp.
Donna was still watching the sky when she realized how stupid she must look standing in the middle of the street in a wedding dress. She turned to enter her house when it finally struck her, “How am I gonna explain this to everyone?”
As soon as Donna reached her doorstep the door swung opened to reveal her mother and father standing there mouths' agape.
“Where have you been young lady!? We were worried sick about you! You could have called and told us what was happening!”, were just a few of the things that Donna was berated with before stepping foot inside the house. Donna gave them her best “don’t give me that” look and pushed her way in.
Fifteen minutes later she was lying in bed with her fuzzy pajamas on. Her once immaculate wedding dress was discarded on the floor in a heap.
Donna had deflected their questions by telling them that she would explain in the morning and that she just wanted to go to bed. Her father had skillfully talked Sylvia down and let Donna slip upstairs. He was always on Donna’s side when it came to arguments with her mum.
Tomorrow will be fun. Thanks for nothing Spaceman! Donna thought. She would have to find some way of explaining what happened while not sounding completely bonkers and then return to the world of temping. She was really going to need a vacation after this.
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The crowded room is full of empty faces
The deepest conversation full of lies
Another night with all my friends
The kind you never see again
I wonder if they'll see through my disguise
It was just another Friday night a little over a year after Donna’s first encounter with the Doctor. Since then she had decided to put all of her time and energy into finding him again. So far all Donna managed to find were dead ends. Why she was so suddenly obsessed with finding the crazy person was beyond her. The only thing Donna did know was that it just felt right.
A group of Donna’s friends decided to get together at their favorite pub. After some coaxing, the temp turn alien hunter,decided that she could use a break from searching and went along. It would be good to go out and have some fun.
She sat with them at their regular table but only half listened to their stories. Her mind was someplace else. She could not stop wandering back to that fateful day and that wonderfully mad man who could take her hand and make everything seem better.
Donna surveyed the pub; she suddenly noticed how dull and lonely the whole place seemed. She desperately needed to find the Doctor.
Then, out of nowhere, she spotted a tall man wearing a brown suit standing at the counter. Thinking that it was the Doctor, Donna jumped up, walked over and tapped him on the shoulder.
“Do you own only one suit, Martianboy?” Her voice dripping in sarcasm.
“What’s that love?” The man’s voice was rough with a Welsh accent. When he turned around Donna saw that he was older and had a dark mustache and goatee, and was definitely not the Doctor. Donna could feel her heart sinking. How stupid must she look?
“Uh, sorry. I thought you were someone else…” Donna smiled politely and turned to walk away but the man caught her arm.
“That’s ok. Mind if I buy you a drink sweetie?” The man was trying earnestly to be suave but instead it came across as rather creepy. It was evident that he had had a few too many.
“No thanks mate, already got one.” Donna replied awkwardly. As she walked away she could feel her cheeks burning. What was wrong with her? Was she going to jump every guy in a brown suit?
When Donna got back to the table her friends were attempting to stifle their giggles. Unfortunately they had witnessed Donna’s embarrassing blunder. She knew that as of late they made fun of her what they called Donna’s “obsession with little green men”.
Donna was about to give them hell when the TV above the bar flickered to life with the latest newsflash about the most recent weight loss drug- Adipose. Donna’s anger dispersed and instead of yelling, she hushed her friends so that she could hear the TV.
One of the girls at the table decided to pipe up with, “There goes Donna again! Looking for aliens. Give it a rest will ya!” But Donna didn’t notice because she was already out the door and on her way home to formulate a plan.
This was fantastic news! Finally a new lead. It might not amount to anything, but there was always a chance. And she was going to take it.
And I want to say
And I can't hold back
And I might be wrong
But it's all I have
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Donna had decided to walk home so that she could have time to think about her next move. She went over the rumors that she had read before about Adipose Industries. The internet was teeming with them. This place was definitely a hotspot for alien activity.
The news story had renewed Donna’s hope in finding the Doctor. She was sure that he would turn up there.
Now she was one step closer to finding him, the man that haunts her dreams and chases away her nightmares.
Thinking back to that fateful Christmas day Donna realized she hadn’t felt right since. She felt more alone, like something was missing. Her own home felt strange and confining.
Come take me home tonight
Come take me home
Oh I need you now
I'm lost without you
Donna was one step closer to finding the Doctor, she could feel it. All she had to do was wait.
He’s coming and I’m ready. Ready to see the stars. Ready to run with him.
A million miles
But I will find you
So take me home
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Come with me.
No.
The moment played over and over in his head.
The minute that Donna had said that, the Doctor’s hearts broke not for the first time that day, and he had to restrain himself from crying in front of her. She would have had a field day if that happened!
She was right though; he needed someone, especially now. And how could she say “no”! No one ever refused!
Just as well. I’d rather be on my own!
The TARDIS hummed indignantly in his mind. “All right, I still have you” the Doctor said apologetically and patted the glowing time rotor affectionately.
Still, if he needed someone, why couldn’t that someone have been Donna? She made him realize that he was going to be okay without Rose. That life goes on.
“Okay old girl, where to next?” The Doctor flipped a couple switches and pulled on the lever that rocketed them into the Vortex.
Good bye Donna Noble. And thank you, thank you so much! For Everything.
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One year later:
The sound of the TARDIS filled the air as it left behind the quite little London street and Martha Jones. Everything was back in place and no one would ever remember that terrible year. It was better that way.
Martha was now safe at home with her family and the Master was, well for lack of a better term, destroyed. Mostly likely for good this time.
It's 3 A.M. and I can't sleep without you
I think I found the perfect words to say
Satellite transmits my voice
Sometimes we don't have a choice
I wake you up from half a world away
It had been a long year.
The Doctor stationed his magnificent time ship next to a beautiful nebula somewhere in the Andromeda galaxy and decided that perhaps he should try getting some sleep. It might do him some good.
He went to his room and taking off his suit jacket, threw it on to the floor where it landed in a heap. The Doctor flopped onto his rarely used bed and was quickly overtaken by sleep. He slept for several hours, dreams of the past year, the Master, and of Gallifrey haunted him.
Then in the midst of his dreams the Doctor saw someone he thought he would not see again- Donna Noble- standing in the snow in her wedding dress. Looking just as she had when he left her- beautiful.
The Doctor awoke with a start and sat bolt upright; Donna’s name hung on his lips. Why had he dreamed of Donna? He hadn’t thought about her for over a year.
He tried to get back to sleep but whenever he closed his eyes all he saw was Donna. Sometimes she was next to him laughing, other times she was running beside him with her firmly clasped in his. At one point she seemed lost, looking for something…looking for him?
And I try so hard
Try to be so strong
But you see the cracks
My defenses gone
Come take me home tonight
Come take me home
Thinking about that day brought back so many memories and feelings. Finally he decided that it must be the TARDIS messing with him.
“If you’re trying to cheer me up, it’s not working!” He shouted in mock anger at the ship; it wasn’t necessary but it filled the silence.
The Doctor lay back down and stared at the ceiling. His mind wandered back to that extraordinary day when he met the only person in the whole universe who could shout over the sound of a dematerializing TARDIS and be heard from the inside. He smiled as the memory flooded his mind.
All of the sudden a random thought struck the Doctor. I wonder what Donna’s doing now…
Shaking his head as if to clear it, the Doctor came back to his senses. What am I thinking? She didn’t come with me before, why would she come now? She’s probably got a family to take care.
But the Doctor silently wished that she was there, just to cheer him up, to poke fun at his “martian-ness”.
Anything to fill the silence. Anything to make the TARDIS feel less empty.
Oh I need you now
I'm lost without you
A million miles
But I will find you
So take me home
“Alright! Even laying about! Time to get up and find someone.”
He jumped up and walked out of his room only to return seconds later to change into his brown suit and dirty white trainers.
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The Time Lord slumped through the TARDIS doors and up the ramp to the main consol. He wore an expression like that of a six year old that had just lost their puppy.
He had just finished exploring Barcelona, the planet, not the city. When he had first stepped out of his wooden box he was greeted by the sights and smells of the beautiful planet.
He explored for a while but soon got bored. The Doctor realized that without someone to share this with, it was just another trip. And he was lonely. His search for a new companion was not going well at all.
After only an hour the Doctor returned to his ship somewhat dejected. He plopped himself on to the old jump seat which creaked under the strain. “Well that was fun.” The Doctor stated flatly.
He sat for a few minutes staring around the empty room, when he suddenly got an idea. The Doctor bolted off the seat and over to the consol.
“Donna told me to find someone and that’s what I’m gonna do!” his voice was bursting with determination. “
Fancy a trip to Earth?”
The TARDIS whirred happily as her Capitan ran about the consol.
As he was setting the coordinates the monitor started to flash accompanied by a high-pitched alarm.
“What!?” The Doctor yelled, surprised by the sudden cacophony . The screen illuminated his thin face as he scrutinized it. Leaning back, the Doctor ran his hand through his already messy brown hair and let go of the breathe he didn’t realize he was holding.
“Good thing we’re headed to Earth. Scanners are picking up some kind alien active in London. Some kind trouble with a new diet pill. Adipose Industries, eh? No harm in looking right? Allons-y!”
With a manic grin he threw the TARDIS into the Vortex and sent them hurtling towards Earth.
Oh I need you now
I'm lost without you
I'm holding on
Till I can find you
So take me home