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The Doctor's eyes - Doctor Who?Hello, my dear friends!The Doctor's eyes - Doctor Who? by AnastasiyaKosenko
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|Chris Eccleston as the Doctor ... at his best!|
Chapter One: The Man With The Blue BoxChapter One: The Man With The Blue Box by Akira-Knox
I sat upright, gasping for air. I looked around my surroundings to see some large control room with the main console in the middle of the room.
I looked towards the voice to see an older man with a leather jacket standing by the console, watching me, confusion plastered all over his face.
“Who are you?” I questioned him, scurrying to my feet. I then stumbled and put a hand to my head in sudden dizziness. The man reached over and grabbed my arms to steady me.
“Where am I?” I asked him.
“It’s okay, you’re safe.” He assured me, leading me to a seat. “What’s your name?”
“Alice.” I told him.
“Lovely name.” He told me. “Now, what’s the last thing you remember?”
“I…” I closed my eyes, trying to focus on my most recent memory. “I remember rain, and being cold. What happened to me? Where am I?” I asked the man, looking back up at him.
For the last time, Chapter 5Chapter 5For the last time, Chapter 5 by EmbassyOfTime
"Oh no, dear sweet baby..." Rose was rather startled at the words coming out of the Doctor's mouth as she stepped out of the TARDIS and saw him come running towards her. It took a few seconds for her to realize that he was talking about it, not her. She wanted to give a quick quip, seem smart in response at his emotional outburst, but something in her was actually a tiny, little bit sad that she felt so surprised at thinking of anyone using those words to describe her. Which made her a bit mad at herself! It was a conflicting set of emotions, to say the least.
"Whatever you have been doing, Doctor, you must have been taking one hell of a beating while doing it. She... it had nearly torn through a forest just to brake properly, too!" she said, trying to ignore the flood of attention he was giving the big, blue box while apparently ignoring her. "Well, you need not thank me so overwhelmingly, Doctor, we are in public, after all," she said, her arms crossed and her lips pressed
For the last time, Chapter 3Chapter 3For the last time, Chapter 3 by EmbassyOfTime
Taking care not to stumble too much as she made her way through the forest around her, Rose kept her hand tightly closed around the small key. When she had first stood in the street about an hour earlier, she had realized that she had no idea where to go. She had at first expected the TARDIS to be outside, in plain view, but there were no signs of it. Among other things, that instantly made her wonder how far the Doctor had dragged himself in his condition!
Luckily, the key made a slight tug in one particular direction. Not a hard tug, the kind that would fling it from her hand and into the street, but a gentle tug, the kind that seemed simply to tell her to go that way. The kind that one might mistake for a hallucination. Especially when dealing with time travelling aliens!
And this was where it led to. Epping Forest. Had it been a sunny day and she been simply out to relax and enjoy herself, the place would have been a delight. As it happened, London was cold enough that sh
For the last time, Chapter 1Chapter 1For the last time, Chapter 1 by EmbassyOfTime
The morning sky was dusty. The combination of the suns still red light and all the particles in the air left a slightly disturbing hue of crimson, almost like blood splatter in a fog. In the thin, reddish haze of that early light, a man sat on a rock.
Quiet, completely alone, he sat holding a small tool in his hands, a metallic item with inserted pieces of colored, glass-like material. It was quite clearly broken, parts of it dangling from the main cylinder he held. He had an aura of exhaustion over him, complimented by a few scratches here and there and some dirt on his dark jacket and the legs of his pants. He was lost in thoughts, going through complicated events, finding patterns and devising conclusions based on them. It was all mostly busy-work, however; he already knew the patterns that were important.
"I do really hate this, old friend," he said softly to the broken tool, as he held it up in front of his face, as if to inspect the damage more closely. He then pulled a
WaitingWaiting by movielover44
Rose stood on the beach, letting the wind whip her hair, as she stared out into the ocean. There was no sign of the Doctor or the TARDIS, but she felt that they were in the right place. Dalig Ulv Stranden -- Bad Wolf Bay. She smirked to herself at the irony behind it. Her mum and Mickey hadn't understood her horrified expression when she learned the name, but why would they? At least they had been supportive of Rose and her journey out here. She knew she had been difficult to live with these past few months in the parallel universe, but they still loved her and wanted her to be happy. So, when she heard the Doctor in her dreams, they had decided to come with her. After several hours of driving in Pete's Jeep they had ended up here, waiting to see if the Doctor would arrive.
Her name was a whisper carried on the wind. She recognized the soft Northern accent, and turned to see the D
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