AU: Timelines
It was amazing, really, how her life had changed all of the sudden. One minute she was in the Park, trying to get up the courage to go home and end it all, the next some tall, leather jacket-wearing Brit is grabbing her hand and dragging her with him
( Read more... )
He paused and frowned, then looked over at her, one hand hovering over the coordinates setting. "What do you think of the Empire State Building?"
He was more or less certain there wouldn't be any squirrels up there.
Reply
Or, you know, a person.
Reply
It hadn't yet occurred to her that Roger and Mark might worry, that she shouldn't leave without telling them, that she might die out with this man - this alien - and they'd never know.
To her, suddenly, it didn't matter. All that mattered was moving, going, travelling.
Running.
Reply
"Well, since you asked so nicely, I suppose I could arrange something. What's your name, by the way?"
Reply
Nervous habit, fiddling with that pendant. It was like she didn't even notice it was there, but her fingers found it irresistable. But something was so... not familiar, not strange, just... it was right here. She didn't recognize anything about the Doctor or this TARDIS, but there was something, down at the heart of this whole thing, that whispered that this was right where she was supposed to be.
Reply
His eyes flickered briefly to her fingers on her pendant, but... Ah, it was probably nothing. Lots of people have a habit of playing with jewelry when they're thinking or nervous or what have you. After a moment, he walked past her, back to the controls of the TARDIS.
"So, park, squirrels, aliens. Sound like fun?"
Reply
There was a beep, and she looked at her watch. "Stop that, I don't care, I'm not going to any appointments," she said to it, a little irritated.
Yes, she talked to inanimate objects. And she wore a watch even though she had one on a necklace.
Reply
He glanced up at the beeping, because it didn't sound like a noise the TARDIS usually made - but, of course, it was just her watch. That's less worrying then. "Appointments can wait. We're saving the world!"
He didn't even think about adding the we in there - it just seemed the appropriate way of phrasing things, somehow.
Reply
She stepped back, though, to let him do his thing. She smiled excitedly at the we - if she was going to help, this could be a good way of keeping ahead of her mind, keeping ahead of her fears.
"So you're an alien, I'm guessing? Considering the space ship that looks like an oversized phone booth."
Reply
"That's very perceptive of you," he commented. "Yes, I am. I'm a Time Lord."
The Time Lord. The last Time Lord. But he'd let that go just now.
Reply
There was a lurch, as the TARDIS (she assumed) landed back in Central Park. "So... how do we beat these things?"
Reply
He kept talking, rambling about the specifics of how, exactly, aliens had gone about possessing innocent squirrels and how this was to be dealt with, as he continued out the door, clearly expecting April to follow him. And why wouldn't she follow?
Big, important things afoot. Times like this, you followed the Doctor and did as he said. Excitement and near-death experiences were equally likely results of this.
Reply
About half an hour later, they re-entered the TARDIS, April rambling away.
"...and I mean, it's one thing to have to possess something, but squirrels? I mean, that's a little ridiculous. They could've at least possessed something less silly, don't you think?"
Reply
He let the door of the TARDIS swing shut behind him and strolled to the controls, flipping a few switches here and there.
"I have to say, though, you were fantastic. They didn't bite you, did they?"
Reply
She remembered the track marks and quickly put her arms down, half-hiding them behind her back. "Um... best for everyone, definitely," she mumbles.
As long as she could keep from thinking about it too much...
"So, you're a Time Lord, what's that mean?"
Reply
"The oldest and most powerful race in the universe," he said, his eyes still fixed on the controls. "With the ability to manipulate time and space... To be honest, most of them are-" were- "a lot of duffers."
Reply
Leave a comment