13 Novella 2

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"Ok ok! Bad idea! How was I supposed to know that?" Argues The Doctor sulkily, closing the door behind you all as you run back into The Tardis. She leaps onto the deck and takes off, You and Yaz laughing hysterically.

"Oh yes how on Earth were you supposed to know? It's not like they asked for your hand in marriage and you accepted!" Says Jenny sarcastically and you laugh, if possible, even harder.

The Tardis thrums in amusement and you feel the ship stop whirring, drifting freely though space.

The Doctor crosses her arms and glares at you two humans.

"Stop laughing, it isn't funny!" She says but her lip is twitching.

"So when should I save the date?" You ask innocently and she scowls and turns back to the controls.

It was so The Doctor to get distracted while the emperor was talking and accidentally accept his marriage proposal.

"Stop it I'm not marrying him! I can't be married to two monarchs" she sighs and stabs a button.

"You what?" You say, stunned.

"Well technically I'm still married to Queen Elizabeth I" she brushes off.

"Thanks for telling me" says Yaz with an eye roll and The Doctor looks up worriedly, but the girl is smiling.

"After all this time, so full of surprises" she says, and you see The Doctor as Yaz sees her. You roll your eyes. You were getting heartily sick of those two.

"Don't worry, there's plenty more to come" replies The Doctor, pulling the human closer. Yaz giggles and blushes, and you see them embrace in your head. Right on cue The Doctor leans across and presses her lips onto the human's and they both relax, smiling into the kiss.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me" says Jenny, pulling off her boot and throwing it at the pair.

They break apart and scowl at her, making you laugh.

"She's got a point, public space" you mutter and Yaz flushes again.

They settle down on the step and sit cuddling, actually very cute. They stay there for a while, and you sit some distance away staring into nothingness, absorbing the peace of their company.

You don't know Jenny is approaching you until she sits right next to you, which is strange but you ignore it. You don't know nearly enough about your extra abilities to make assumptions.

"You don't flinch any more" she notes and you tense, this having been the last thing you expected.

Because yes, your extra senses made you less cautious. If someone was going to hurt you, you would surely be able to see it coming in their intentions.

"I'm getting better" you say carefully and she smiles.

You try to search any images of what she might do next but all you can see is The Doctor and Yaz, both thinking of each other.

You scowl trying to work it out and she strokes your forehead gently, trying to ease the visible tension.

You relax back, falling into comfortable silence.

Jenny clears her throat awkwardly and you look at her expectantly.

"I was just wondering, if maybe at some point, you'd like to get dinner?" She stutters, usual confidence slightly knocked.

You blush ridiculously and try to look her in the eyes, caught off guard and pulled from your reverie.

"Er yeah, yes I would like that" you stammer and she smiles and nods.

"Great, I'll get The Doctor to drop us somewhere nice, is tomorrow night ok?" She asks.

"Yes" you simply say, feeling nervous and excited. Which was stupid. She just wanted to get to know you more. Nothing strange about that. She liked you as a friend. And you liked her as a friend too. Yes that was it.

You lean back and close your eyes, unconsciously resting slightly on her shoulder. She doesn't seem to mind.

The images from the pair weren't that intrusive, but you didn't want to listen to them, you wanted to hear Jenny. You sigh and get to your feet.

"It's late" you say and she nods goodnight. You respond similarly.

But you had no intention of going to bed just yet, and The Tardis was way ahead of you. She takes you directly to the music room where you seat yourself comfortably and begin to write down the notes from your head onto a handy piece of paper.

You sit for maybe an hour before you are made aware of someone approaching the usual way. Of course, it is The Doctor.

Your abilities were unnerving to say the least, but it was nice that she could no longer creep up on you- when you were paying attention, that was.

"What are you up to?" She asks, and you turn to face her, knowing exactly where she would be.

"Trying to get you out of my head" you respond truthfully.

She chuckles "and how's that going?" She asks.

You put down the paper on the stand and begin to play what you have successfully transcripted. The notes flow easily to your fingers, and you are shocked at how accurately you have translated from your head to paper. The warmth of the emotion doesn't quite translate, but it still makes you feel a similar way.

You finish and look up, surprised at The Doctor's expression. She looks so... happy. Genuinely happy, without a care in the world.

"What was that?" She asks breathlessly and you smile at her happiness.

"It's how you feel in each other's company, you and Yaz that is." You say cautiously.

"It's beautiful" she says and you smile, glad she likes it. "It's perfect for Yaz" she adds in wonder and you laugh lightly.

"There's more, but it's difficult to convey. And I'm not always in the mood to see your love" you say turning back to they keys.

She rests her hand gently on yours, and your own hand flies suddenly to your head as your try to swat away the the horrific image that has just come from The Doctor's mind.

It was you, tied up and sweating and bleeding alternatively, wires and screens all over you, with a dark figure looming in the shadows. It comes and goes in less than a second, and you breathe deeply as The Doctor winces.

"What... was... that?" You gasp trying to catch your breath, gripping the edge of the piano.

"Sorry sorry! It was just a thought, I didn't mean to concentrate on that one!" She says quickly then shakes her head. "This is going to be difficult for us..." she adds quietly.

"What will happen Doctor?" You say shakily. "If anyone finds out what I can do, if they realise I can hear thoughts, sometimes without even needing contact?" You ask.

She doesn't answer, but she doesn't need to. The sombre expression on her pale face says it all.