[DISCONTINUED] Hazel Eyes - DW Fanfic

Chapter Five - The Heart's Song

Author's Note - So this is it. The chapter five I've been talking about. It's a bit of a longer chapter. You guys are going to be seeing some of these longer chapters now and then. Anyway, I won't keep you waiting, read on. I hope you like it.

As Ayaria said that last word the wall to the Doctor’s left began to rise. As soon as it opened a couple feet Ayaria slipped under. The Doctor awkwardly bent under it and followed her. She was already running ahead. The Doctor sprinted after her trying to catch up to her head start. She suddenly veered left, he followed close behind her.

They ran for a while. Ayaria led the way listening to the instructions through the com. The Doctor lost track of time in the sound of each jarring footstep and the rhythm of his beating hearts. He didn’t have to slow down for Ayaria at all. She actually stayed a good bit in front of him. He couldn’t help but watch her run. Watch her muscles tense as she put effort into every footstep. She wasn’t jogging. She was pushing herself. That blonde hair bounced up and down with every footstep and with the Doctor’s acute hearing he could hear the light swishing sound. Rose’s blonde hair it was. Everything about the girl was Rose.

They were constantly twisting and making sharp turns. Occasionally stopping running needing to climb up or down a ladder or in one case take a slide. Then Ayaria stopped short. In front of her was a wall.

“Idiot! You led us to a dead end.” Ayaria yelled at Jack through the com.

The Doctor watched Ayaria’s expression change from enraged to scared. Very, very scared. Ayaria turned to him, “She’s already waking up. Not very awake yet but we need to hurry.”

Ayaria turned on heel and began to sprint back down the hallway. The Doctor close behind. She pushed herself harder than before. They ran. Turning and twisting through the halls. Every so often they would reach a dead end and have to turn around. The Doctor knew Jack was doing his best but the Tardis was waking up. Once it was fully awake they had no chance.

“We’re getting close.” Ayaia called from up ahead.

A couple more turns and then they reached a large metal door. “This is it.” He heard Ayaria whisper as she stroked the door. She pushed a small button to the right of the door and the door slid upward. This was it. The heart of the Tardis.

Ayaria strode in with her head high. Had she gotten older again? The Doctor couldn’t help but wonder. He followed her in.

The room looked limitless. Everything was white. There didn’t seem to be any edges anywhere. It was almost as if being in a large bank of mist. Exactly like mist. The room seemed to be full of fog. The only really solid thing seemed to be the door they had just come through. The door and the doorframe, free of any walls.

But the room in no way felt empty. The Tardis’s warm presence in the back of his head, the same one that had always led him through the infinite halls, became more defined. The doctor could hear a soft song now, just as Ayaria had described. He recognized it to be similar to the song she had been singing when he first saw her. But this song was more ragged. Less put together, this song soared and pitched in a desperate way. This song was a plea.

“You hear it” Ayaria observed softly.

“Yes. I hear it.” The Doctor said.

Ayaria took out the com and handed it to the Doctor. “You can talk to Jack in an emergency, but it’d be easiest for me if you kept quiet. No flirting, Doctor.”

The girl stepped a couple more feet into the room before sitting down. “And don’t you dare touch me.” She added before closing her eyes. Her breaths were deep at first, but the Doctor heard them get lighter as she got further from her actual self. The Doctor studied the girl. She was difinetly older now. Maybe around the age Rose was when he had first met her. Although Ayaria was muscled where Rose hadn’t quite gained any muscle at that age yet.

As she sat there it was hard not to see Rose. In the soft blonde hair that landed around her shoulders. In the shape of her lips poised just so. The Doctor could remember her laugh. Her tongue poking out between her teeth. He could hear her strong voice echoing in head. He could see her face streaked with tears when he left her at Bad Wolf Bay the first time. As he left those words unsaid. And then there was the second time. He left her in the other’s arms. It’d been tough to leave. Not to take her with him, but that was where he knew she would be safe and happy. And now, three hundred years later he didn’t regret that decision. Knowing she had lived a happy full life. But then along came Ayaria.The Doctor walked into the room a little farther. Pacing a bit, it was hard to stand still.

The com buzzed to life. The Doctor pushed the button to accept the call. “Doctor, two life signs just popped up behind you.” Jack’s voice came through.

The Doctor whirled around. Behind him frozen in place were two stone angels both frozen midstep. “They just disappeared?” Jack sounded confused.

The Doctor whispered two words. “Weeping angels.”

Those words had so many strings attached. Oh, Amy. He pushed the back the memory. He needed to focus. How could they just show up here? Then the Doctor realized. It was the fog. The Tardis projected the angel’s image into the fog and the image had become a real angel. One thing was certain, the Doctor had a problem. He took a couple steps back so Ayaria was in the line of his vision. “Tell me if any more pop up.” The Doctor instructed Jack.

He couldn’t stay here in the open. If any more popped up behind him he was a goner. The only thing the Doctor could think of was to move so his back was against the door so the angels couldn’t creep up behind him. But did he leave Ayaria there? The angels were positioned near the door so the only way to keep his eyes on them would be to skirt around them. And that put Ayaria out of his line of vision. She’d be vulnerable to the angels. She’d have to move with him and the only way she was moving was if the Doctor picked her up. He couldn’t worry about her stupid touching phobia now.

The Doctor bent down careful to keep his eyes on the angel. He began to heave Ayaria up. He heard her breathing once again start to get heavier and felt her muscles tense under his hands, but he paid it no mind. The Doctor managed to sling the girl over his shoulder. He was starting to wish she was still as young as when he had first seen her. She would have been lighter then.

One last thing. The Doctor braced himself and then quickly blinked. The angels were only a couple feet away from him now, but they were that much further from the door. The Doctor began moving towards the door, walking sideways to keep his eyes locked on the angels. He made it to the back of them and began walking backwards towards the door. Ayaria stirred on his shoulder and gave a low groan.

His back hit the door. He gently rolled Ayaria off his shoulder so she was leaning upright against the door. He kept an arm around her so she didn’t fall. Now it was the staring game. As long as it took for Ayaria to sort things out so they could leave the heart. He kept his eyes on the angels.

Jack’s voice came through the com. “One more life sign out to the left, pretty far off. Advancing quickly.” The Doctor moved his head to catch this new angel in his gaze while keeping an eye on the last two. His eyes began to burn. He needed to blink

Suddenly he felt Ayaria stiffen in his arms. He heard her gasp and next thing he knew she had thrown herself at him, her arms wrapping around his neck. Surprised, he lost focus and his eyes flitted to meet hers. Her eyes were a shining gold. The Bad Wolf. 

“New new new doctor.” She whispered.

But then, before the Doctor could even react, her lips were on his. At first he tensed. There were so many questions. And then it didn’t matter. It was Rose’s lips on his and it was Rose who had whispered those words. His lips parted and their kiss deepened. Jack said something into the com but it didn’t matter. The Tardis’s song, the white room and the impending angels were all lost in the background as all that mattered were Rose’s lips on his own. It was all too soon their moment was gone. Falling away like water between his fingertips. Her lips went limp on his and she collapsed into the Doctor’s arms.