It is different this time. He is dying, and that is familiar enough, but he doesn't know if he will come back. He doesn't know if he will leave her alone ( Read more... )

He considers himself a good king. Fair enough, but firm in his decisions; willing to shed blood but not enthusiastic to do so. And here comes a young, foolish man challenging his methods, his principles, his character - and he is rising to the bait, justifying himself to a common prisoner ( Read more... )

Peri wasn't snooping per se. She hadn't meant to find the Doctor's room; she'd just sort of stumbled across it and, well, there was no harm in taking a peek, right ( Read more... )

It is not action, the Doctor decides, but inaction that costs him romantic relationships. Not that he feels the need for them - he's quite capable of going without that sort of thing - but sometimes he does regret holding back ( Read more... )

He tries to explain ( Read more... )

Her eyes are dull.

They're not supposed to be. They're supposed to be bright with defiance, or excitement, or anger, or something, anything that makes her the strong, vibrant girl he's come to care so much for. The girl who helps him forget the loss, the tragedy, as they run through space and time together ( Read more... )

"I cannot believe I am being thrown out of my own TARDIS!" the Doctor shouted as the doors closed behind him; he caught rather devious giggling before they shut. Sighing, he paced in front of the police box and reviewed what had led to this travesty.

( Silly Fluff )

The Doctor wasn't accustomed to unwanted dreams; he had a great deal of control over his psyche, and didn't tend to allow tragedy to interfere with his rest. He saw too much of it for that, and though he didn't need much sleep, he needed it to be effective. He always had to be at his best ( Read more... )

There was no strict rhythm of night and day on the TARDIS. When his companions grew tired they slept, and when they awoke it was morning. The Doctor might rest in the meantime, or make repairs, or read in the library, or do any number of things but he rarely interrupted them ( Read more... )

I have found that waiting, however frustrating, can often be used to one’s advantage ( Read more... )