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Title: The last Doctor
Fandom: Doctor Who (was TEN).
LAST DOCTOR (2 of 3) auls, beautiful statues, cut glass and a thick carpet of alien design drowning the sound of their footsteps. Memories of times and cultures that had not yet met. May in recent years, the Doctor would have needed more and more to hold on to the places he visited and no longer served the simple pleasure of being a tourist. He carried most of its history.
also had portraits. Not approached to see if someone reconocíaa. She was afraid that did not. C
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He felt dizzy.
He followed the woman, who walked with great care and a mild limp, leaving behind it an oppressive smell of ash and sorrow. Sweat, tears and blood of others dry. Step by step, approached the bed where there was a huge cloud hanging motionless.
Almost afraid to look, as if to have a nervous breakdown. Or scream. But what he saw in the bed was a complete stranger. Hab & iacuthe red with your fingers. "He did not like anything."
Doctor's lips twitched into a smile, despite everything.
women's fingers closed over one of the strands and pulled it. Her features were tense suddenly and cracked dry ash on your skin. The words fell from his lips with a hiss.
"The bastard would not regenerate. & rdquo;
"Hey, watch that mouth. The damage must have been as fast and brutal that he had no time. "
" Refused. "She insisted through clenched teeth, implacable. "I asked him to do so, I pleaded. I screamed. He was old and tired and would not proceed. Gave up and left me alone. "
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woman was asked whether he had heard, because no one moved or answered. Finally she stroked the face of the Doctor in the bed, from the forehead to the lips, where allowed to stand a long time. The Doctor felt uneasy. One reason was to witness the special relationship between two people not fathom all its complexity. One of them knew nothing, and the other ... seemed to be a complete stranger.
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That was one of those rare occasions when he remained silent. Expected to find answers in dusty every wrinkle, every tab, in the dirt under her hands folded on the two silent hearts.
The dead still did not answer your questions.
got up trying not to sound as if it could disturb the rest of the Doctor, and searcheddquo;
She ran a hand through his hair dark, damp, uncomfortable, and straightened his shirt collar closed. Her eyes were red to mourn.
The Doctor tapped knuckles with the management console. "The TARDIS
is recomposed, I guess it's a side effect of my rescue in time and space. May still need to take before we are out to repair these levels. & RDQuo;
She nodded, as if he cared. Though he looked young, I could not determine exactly how old he was. Puffy eyes, look away and the austere attire did not help much, and he was not very good with age in humans.
"We have to stop."
She noted the shattered room absently. It looked & iacute; to all cared.
In fact they had to make two stops. The first to collect a large amount of wood stored in a new area of the TARDIS did not know. The second stop was ice cream in a valley at dusk. The spacecraft appeared near a wall of ice that are sheltered from the icy winds of the planet.
To his annoyance, the Doctor was unable to recover their long coat, but found aArea.
is home to a peaceful and benevolent species that I knew long ago. It seemed a good place. The Odd accompany singing his departure for him. I brought comfort. I hope that the Doctor too. "
Stopped stack.
"Are you okay?"
She shrugged & amthe last goodbye my final reincarnation. "
She kept closed the collar of his heavy overcoat, trying to protect the biting cold . Were next to each other, complete strangers, presenting his respects to the last of the Time Lords.
What led to this, old friend? Who else lost on the way? How they came to weigh yourself decisionss you drank?
looked in the corner of my eye and saw that the woman was crying silently, tears shining in the glow of the fire as it slid down her cheeks.
cried for him, or who would become, and yet feel his anger burning from the effort. And something that might be the guilt of the survivor who knew so well. Experienced a current of affection for that young grim. Maybe he felt others"
beheld how the timbers creak and crack. Behind their shadows trembled together, giving comfort. It was quite dark and the stars high in a sky unpolluted congealed, clean and pure. The voices came so softly that the Doctor took a few minutes to realize that they were already there, his old comrades and kind. He had not been abandoned.
"They know we're here." Mutteredexcited. He was about to mourn. "The Ood are singing for him. Want to hear? "
" Will it hurt? "
Yes ;, but also help you to accept it. Recover. "
Hood nodded, and fingers of Doctor carefully opened the minds of women, trying to; Know? "
The woman had lowered the hood and his head resting on one of the doorposts of the TARDIS
the hands hidden inside sleeves. He turned to look.
"During all this time ... seemed ready to sink into misery. Sometimes I caused a fight to get a response. But I could not. My mission as his companion was keep him alive, interested. But & hellipmp; oacute; of his outbursts of temper or how disproportionate his ego had gotten in more of a problem. But he also mentioned his mercy, but never for him.
The Doctor helped by asking questions or inserting expressions of surprise or disbelief. Protesting the development of the facts and ensuring that he would have done better. Applauding the successes, failures apologizing.
She was a good storyteller, and as hased her wet face into something beautiful. The curve of the upper lip, the soft shape of the chin, the line of his nose. The Doctor thought it was nice to have company. Life was beautiful.
"If you want to know if sex was ... yes, on several occasions. Lot of time traveling together. When I was exceptionally happy. Sometimes I had a few outbursts irresistible. And I knew that when allocated, volveríaa and shut me out. It even seemed sorry. But every time I lay my hand ... "c &sp;
"He loved the pears." she added.
"Ugh! Yuck. Definitely I'll never be like him. "Pears? The hate. Banana, now that's a funny fruit, a pear is ... stupid. "
women's boot scraped the snow.
& ldquoor, The music. You were right: it is very beautiful. "
" is the song of the Doctor. "
The Doctor found some chocolate bars in the pocket of his coat, dating from World War II, but were still good. They ate slowly, savoring each serving. Eating chocolate did not need thisdeath ... when you're here. "
" Do you want? Apart from ... well, that. Are you wanted? "
" How not to love the Doctor? "There was some resentment in his voice? "It was big and powerful. And I was very tired. "
" I know what that is. & Amp; rdquo;
"No, you do not. I guess you can not tell, but you're still young. Next to each other. Trust me. "
" Was happy? "
could not help asking the question, although they had spoken.
"I really do not
"No. Is the pain the speaker. I think not. If you chose, it was because he saw something in you. Potential. Company. I know what I mean. "
" You do not look the Doctor. "
" But I'm the Doctor. "
She lifted her chin a little defiantly. As if the dutydefend the reputation of the man who had given to the flames, but was angry with him.
"The Doctor was sublime."
"Sublime?" He made a grin "Yes, we have become concerned over the years. I'm bright, a lot. "He tried to make him smile. He almost did.
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The TARDIS has been my home for a long time," she said. "But I know it's yours." He hesitated. Took a deep breath and his voice trembled a little. "I'll get off at the next stop?"
"Want to go?"
"I do not know. It's too weird. "CHT
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