REWRITE THE STARS ― doctor who

new earth ; part one

Chapter Three : New Earth

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ROSE WASN'T HAPPY ABOUT CLAUDIA JOINING HER AND THE DOCTOR, but didn't put up a fight when the Doctor announced it. She'd taken to giving Claudia nasty looks behind his back, but Claudia ignored them. She'd been through far worse than a catty teenage girl.

Instead, Claudia found herself exploring the TARDIS. Rather than heading straight to her bedroom and sleeping -- not that it mattered, she'd be lucky to get three hours in since her father's death -- she went as far as she could into the TARDIS. She'd discovered a massive wardrobe that seemed to go on forever, and reminded herself to come back in case she ever wanted clothes that didn't belong to the men in her family, and a library that appeared to be over a couple hundred miles long. She'd found the kitchen, made herself a batch of muffins, and explored a bit more.

Claudia knew where Rose's room was, with the bright pink door and a simple rose pasted on the front, and managed to find her own at some point. She didn't know what to expect, when the Doctor told her the TARDIS created a room you most desired, but she half-expected it to be Dean's impala. After all, they didn't grow up in a house, with four stable walls.

It wasn't his impala, however, but it was so much more heartbreaking.

She'd forgotten all about the bedroom she and Sam stayed in as kids when Dean was sent away on a hunt. Their father had dropped them off at Bobby's house for three months and they pretended it was their home. They attended school and made up a whole new life for themselves, even changed their names to "Sam and Claudia Singer."

They shared the room, with two small twin-sized beds and peeling wallpaper. But it was the closest thing to home she'd ever had.

The door to her room was simple, with a dark wood peeling at the edges, and rusted hinges. It looked just like Bobby's. Upon entering, tears sprung to her eyes as she looked around, spotting even the smallest things, as though the TARDIS had taken a piece of Bobby's home and put it into a bedroom.

Claudia let out a strangled breath, eyes searching every nook and cranny. For a moment, she forgot she was even on the TARDIS, traveling with a Time Lord. She felt like Sam would barge into the room, talking about a new hunt, or Dean would just come out of the bathroom with toothpaste spilled on his shirt, complaining about running out of beer.

Claudia took a slow step forward, spotting the two dank wooden nightstands on each side of the bed, which was just a full-sized mattress and a few blankets. Above the bed hung a picture of three deers, sprinting across a field. Bobby always said his wife loved the picture, that it inspired her to have children.

He never did have kids, she was possessed and murdered before that could happen, but he claimed he had kids in his own way. He always told Claudia that she, Sam, and Dean were the three deer in the photo, skipping across the field. They were his kids, blood be damned.

She spotted a photo on the left nightstand and rushed towards it, holding it in her hands tightly, falling back against the bed. It was her favorite photo, she thought she'd lost it. She didn't have many pictures of their childhood, if any, after their mother's death, but this was one of the few.

Barely eleven years old, she stood in between Sam and Dean with a big gap in her teeth and her father's big red flannel drooping over her shoulders. She had her arms around the boys, both of which, happened to be smiling, though Dean's looked a bit less forced. A firework was exploding behind them, forever caught in the picture, and she remembered the smile on her dad's face when he took it.