Doctor who one shots/imagines BOOK 2🌏

as the world caves in (9)

"Do you think that we could go back in time?" I asked, as he glanced over at me. "Any reason?" I sighed gently, "I just want to see my dad again. Before- before he died." He frowned, "Y/n. You can't save him. If that's what you're thinking- you can't mess with events that happened in the past. It changes everything. You know that." I look down, playing with my hands. "I just want to see him." He went silent. "I can't let you save him, y/n. Because it changes everything. The whole timeline. I can't let you." I look back, "He's my dad, Doctor. My dad. He was all I had.. I have to." He shook his head, "It's not happening, y/n. Are you serious? You'd change the world because you want to keep a man alive who was meant to die?" I knew he was right, but it hurt to hear him say that. "You have no idea, Doctor." I shake my head, "My family died, y/n. My planet. They all perished because of me. You don't see me trying to go back and save them.. do you? Because I can't. I know I can't. I can't fracture this reality because you're selfish." He snapped. "I hate you." I glared, his eyes suddenly filled with hurt. "Why would you say that? Because I won't let my best friend destroy this reality?" I turn away from him, as I ran a hand through my hair. "Fine. I see how it is." He walked away from me, as I lean against the console. "You've got no idea how much I've sacrificed for you to stay with me." He spoke, as I glance back at him. "What are you talking about?" He looked down, "I'll take you home."

"Is that what you want? You want to take me home? Really, Doctor?" I rolled my eyes, before I ran up the stairs to my bedroom, I slammed the door as I angrily grip my hair. I lay down on the bed, as I shut my eyes. I take a deep breath, before I open my eyes again. I grab my bag and pack some of my things, before coming back down stairs. "Take me home then, Doctor. I won't waste anymore time." He looked at me. "Fine." When the TARDIS lands, he looked back at the console. "I can't believe you." I turn and I walk outside, shutting the door. I was confused where I was, it looked like home but not like I knew it. I slowly walk down the street, when I saw my dad's old car parked up. "Dad?" I look back, as I saw the Doctor stood beside the TARDIS watching me. And it hit me in that moment. He had taken me back to the day my dad died. "Someone call for help!" I heard a lady shouting, and just as I heard.. the house was on fire. I heard the shouts of my dad, what I never thought I'd hear. He died in the flames, I couldn't of saved him even if I wanted to. The Doctor was right, about everything. I watch from the distance, as I hide behind a wall. I shut my eyes, as I broke into tears. I curl up, leaning my head against my knees as I sat against the wall. "You don't ever tell me that I don't do anything for you, y/n. You had to see this to understand. And I think you do. There's nothing you could of done. And I wasn't going to let you run in there and try and be a hero."

"Why? Why did you do this?" I look up at him, "Because if I lose you, I will lose myself. I'm not going to let you die on me. Not again." I was confused. "Again?" He took my hands, "Don't you get it? I'm in love with you. And the thought of you leaving me absolutely breaks my hearts. I don't want to be alone anymore. I've got you. And you've got me. I'll never let you go." I take a breath, "Doctor-" I felt suddenly very dizzy, "Y/n." He grabbed onto me as I fell back, I felt like I couldn't move. "We have to get out of here." He pulled me into his arms, as I fade in and out of consciousness.

When I woke up, my head felt all fuzzy. "Doctor?" I slowly sit up as I look around. "Try not to move too much. Just relax." I lean back as I flinch, my head hurt quite bad. "What happened?" I asked. "You don't remember?" He frowned. "I went to see my dad- but he wasn't there. He must of gone to work." He was confused. "Y/n. Your dad- he died a long time ago. We went back there.. I took you back to the day he died." I sat up, "Doctor, my dad is still alive. What are you talking about?" He frowned deeply. "You don't remember." I shake my head, "No. I don't think I do." He pulled me into his arms, "It's going to be okay. Promise."

"I hope you're right."