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Perpetual Motion by Meredith (All Ages)
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Gen; Ninth Doctor, the TARDIS
Length: 5,408
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author Website: Profile at FF.net
Why this must be read:
Because this is wonderful take on what happened to the Doctor after the Time War and before he met Rose. You can feel his great sense of loss, and the grief over what has transpired. The Doctor's desperation over the truth of his sole survival is also a very realistic touch; I guarantee that your heart will just break for Nine, but even through all the pain and angst there's this little sign of hope at the end and the beginnings of a better future.
The TARDIS is finally fixed, and he can go anywhere and anywhen in the entire universe.
But something's making him stay here.
He stares at the screen; the empty space where Gallifrey should have been. Maybe hell, after all. Then again, even now, he'd hardly go back to that planet by choice...
Grief twists your memories and impressions of people, making them seem better and more perfect than they were.
But so does being at the wrong end of an execution, and the Doctor is the last person in the universe who would hold any illusions about the glory of Gallifrey.
But still... he wants it out of his hair, yes, but he wants it there, if only so he'll have someone to make his life truly miserable so he'll enjoy the running-away-from-murderous-aliens bits more. After all, those bits make up the majority of his life.
So: not entirely heaven. Unsurprising; if there was such a place, there was no possible way they'd be crazy enough to let him in. (Ignoring his crimes for the moment, the sheer number of "paradises" he's overturned...)
They are still gone, and silent, and there's not even debris in the space Gallifrey never was.
He supposes that's not the sort of thing he'd want to forget, tempting though it might be. No choice, but that didn't make having chosen any easier...
His world or the universe. Only one decision possible.
But they're dead now, and so is he, and it's time to go find trouble.
Perpetual Motion
Pairing: Gen; Ninth Doctor, the TARDIS
Length: 5,408
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author Website: Profile at FF.net
Why this must be read:
Because this is wonderful take on what happened to the Doctor after the Time War and before he met Rose. You can feel his great sense of loss, and the grief over what has transpired. The Doctor's desperation over the truth of his sole survival is also a very realistic touch; I guarantee that your heart will just break for Nine, but even through all the pain and angst there's this little sign of hope at the end and the beginnings of a better future.
The TARDIS is finally fixed, and he can go anywhere and anywhen in the entire universe.
But something's making him stay here.
He stares at the screen; the empty space where Gallifrey should have been. Maybe hell, after all. Then again, even now, he'd hardly go back to that planet by choice...
Grief twists your memories and impressions of people, making them seem better and more perfect than they were.
But so does being at the wrong end of an execution, and the Doctor is the last person in the universe who would hold any illusions about the glory of Gallifrey.
But still... he wants it out of his hair, yes, but he wants it there, if only so he'll have someone to make his life truly miserable so he'll enjoy the running-away-from-murderous-aliens bits more. After all, those bits make up the majority of his life.
So: not entirely heaven. Unsurprising; if there was such a place, there was no possible way they'd be crazy enough to let him in. (Ignoring his crimes for the moment, the sheer number of "paradises" he's overturned...)
They are still gone, and silent, and there's not even debris in the space Gallifrey never was.
He supposes that's not the sort of thing he'd want to forget, tempting though it might be. No choice, but that didn't make having chosen any easier...
His world or the universe. Only one decision possible.
But they're dead now, and so is he, and it's time to go find trouble.
Perpetual Motion