Time

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"No really, I'll be fifteen minutes" you say and Missy sighs.

"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Asks Jenny and you smile.

"I'm just going to the library to find a book, it'll help me sleep. Not exactly life threatening" you say and Jenny raises her eyebrows.

"Unless you get possessed...?" She suggests and you thump her with a pillow.

"Well that's not exactly likely to happen twice now is it?" you say as Missy looks at you worriedly.

"There, Jenny can spend this time telling you all about it" you say, sliding off the bed. Both are fully dressed, sitting atop the duvet where you would usually be snuggling down by now, but you wanted to see the library.

"Ok well be careful" says Jenny and you mock salute to a chuckle from Missy before leaving and heading off in the right direction.

You run your hand against the wall and do some serious thinking.

That mans face kept swimming in front of your vision.

You didn't stay to help, you didn't even call anyone else to help. In fact you still wouldn't have done, he deserved it, you think fiercely. Then stop.

You may have done some serious damage.

You'd never know.

You didn't care.

Arriving at the library much sooner than expected, you step onto a crinkled piece of paper in the doorway.

It's a newspaper clipping, not the front page, just a small article, easily missed. Scooping it up, you read the title.

Dejahuiys' mystery killer of the mind

On the late afternoon of quorit 23, Mr Feldga was found unconscious in an alleyway after a serious assault. What's interesting is that the man had little to no physical injuries, instead his very mind seemed to have been tampered with. He provides a description of his assailant, a short human girl with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. Apparently unarmed, the human tortured the man with her telepathic ability and left him to die. For those of you unfamiliar, a human is a mortal creature with a pitiful lifespan found on the planet Earth, in the Milky Way. As yet, humans have been seen as untalented in the area of telepathy, but could that be changing? Witnesses have been urged to come forward with any information they may have.

You stop and breathe, scrunching the ball into your hand.

"Quite a coincidence isn't it?" Says The Doctor from the shadows.

You don't jump.

You knew she was there.

"Happened the very day we visited, down to the time zone." She comments lightly.

You don't move.

"It doesn't show a picture of Mr Feldga, but I can imagine what he looks like" she says calmly.

"He deserved it" you say determinedly and her eyes widen inquisitively.

"Did he?" She asks quietly.

"No" you reply, slumping onto the familiar maroon sofa. The Doctor settles herself beside you and you sigh.

"I didn't mean it to go that far. I just wanted to teach him a lesson. I looked in his mind, he was ready to hurt you" you plead and she nods understandingly.

"His name is Greberuy Feldga, proud Immunopoitin and member of the shadows proclamation" she says and you look at her. "He's been hunting me for several years now. Perhaps three faces back?" She mulls and you frown.

"You know him? And you knew he wanted to hurt you?" You say in disbelief and she nods curtly.

"He has three offspring, if he were to lose me completely, he would be out of a job. So I appear every couple of years or so, just to lead him back on the right path" she smiles and you look at her in wonder.

"You did all that, for someone who wants to kill you?" You question and she nods.

"Kindness wins (Y/n)" she says and you droop in shame.

"I'm sorry Doctor" you whisper and she pulls you into her where you relax, listening to the strong beat of her hearts.

"You're learning. You saw an opportunity to help a friend and you took it. Perhaps too far." She says graciously and you wince.

"Will he be ok?" You ask and she is very quiet.

"Do you remember, a while ago now, when Missy wanted you to learn to control your abilities?"she asks and you nod against her. You wouldn't forget that in a hurry.

"I think it's time. Not just your known abilities, but the things beyond that you can't quite control. We can continue with therapy too, and altogether it could help" she suggests and you recognise defeat.

"Ok" you sigh and you feel her smile.

"You can lead a very normal life (Y/n)" she offers but you don't reply.

She leans down and places a hand on yours, thinking hard of an image that appears in your own mind. It's yourself, carefree and swinging between Missy and Jenny, in complete control. You can't help but blush.

"Maybe" you respond doubtfully and she understands.

"Is there anything else?" She asks and you shake your head.

"No I'm fine" you say, leaning away from her.
She looks at you sadly and you attempt a smile.

"You are worth it (Y/n), and you are enough" she mutters as she rises. You smile at your knees and she strokes your hair before leaving. You see her lilac coat disappear behind a shelf, and know she has gone.

You pick out the first book your fingers touch and head back to your room, finding both the women looking in opposite directions.

"What now?" You sigh and Missy looks at you appraisingly.

"21 minutes and 33 seconds" she comments and you roll your eyes.

"Sorry mum" you say and she looks indignant. "Oh you're going to pay for that one" she says, knocking you off your feet in one movement and into her arms while you giggle.

"Ok ok I take it back, what do you want to be called?" You says and she catches your eye and winks. You blush and grip her tighter.

"Missy you're so bad!" You shriek and she laughs. "That's is, you're my bad girl" you say and she kisses you lightly on the nose.

"And what's golden girl over there going to be a called them?" She asks and you look at Jenny who raises her eyebrows warningly.

"My good girl of course" you say and she smiles as Missy tips you onto the bed. You curl up and pull them both towards you.

They chuckle and comply as you rest a leg on Jenny and an arm on Missy.

Warm and safe between your girls, you fall asleep, determinedly banishing your earlier conversation with The Doctor to the back of your mind.

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