Wanderer of Time: Silence Begins (doctor who)

Chapter 6: Before Rose

Warning: Post-traumatic Stress Disorder, panic/anxiety attacks

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Spending time with Jenny was wonderful. She showed Wanda all the wonderful things the humans and the Hath had made of that world. The vast amounts of gardens and animal reserves. The trade and networking system they had set up. Plus, the council system which everyone shared everything equally and had a fair say in decision making of the society. Jenny had sort of become a leader of the place, showing people the way and making the foundation of what the Doctor had wanted. Of what Jenny believed Wanda had wanted as well. It made Wanda feel so proud of Jenny.

Wanda noticed how the Doctor mostly stayed back and watched the two of them interact. She saw he had this fond gaze within his eyes. Almost as though he were seeing both something he had grown to love, and something he could not wait to see in the future. He seemed to see not her and Jenny there, but something else entirely. Wanda was not sure what exactly, but it made her happy that he seemed so content. She was glad that he had a family again to love and cherish.

After a tour of the town, Jenny and the Doctor requested that Wanda play the violin for them as a reunion gift. Wanda obliged, playing some of the music she had composed during the year she had been travelling. She made a mental note to compose a piece for Jenny in the future as a nice present. Then, when it grew dark, the Doctor made them dinner. Wanda sat at the table and watched with a smile how Jenny and him worked together to make a nice dish. The two of them kept getting into small food fights along the way. More food ended up on the floor than in their stomachs.

Eventually, it was time for the Doctor and Wanda to go, each giving Jenny a warm hug before departing. They looked back as they walked to see Jenny waving happily at them. They waved back, continuing on their way.

"You know, Jenny is a lot like you. Practically twins. Though, she does have more maturity than you," Wanda snickered some at the pout the Doctor sent her.

"I can be mature," he countered. At the raised brow of skepticism from Wanda, he seemed to rethink about it. "Most of the time. Some of the time. . . . Okay, so I may have my moments."

"You threw the TARDIS manual into a supernova," Wanda stated sarcastically.

"It said to use the fluexor when I know it was the compaster. I am dead set on it being the compaster," he said loudly, seeming to be arguing with the manual that very moment.

"So mature." Wanda threw her head back, laughing loudly at the disgruntled expression from him. She did not even notice the warmth starting to spread through her until the Doctor spoke up.

"I guess this is goodbye."

She stopped laughing abruptly, seeing the white light starting to surround her. She smiled softly, seeing how he genuinely seemed disappointed that she was leaving.

"We'll see each other again soon. Then, onto the next adventure," she said quietly. He nodded, giving her a quick hug before she disappeared completely.

In the next place Wanda appeared in, the first thought into her mind was sad. So sad. The emotion hung heavily in the air, weighing down her once happy and cheerful demeanour. It hurt her hearts from the feeling. She stared around, finding the area around her filled with gloom and sorrow. It was the TARDIS in a way Wanda had never felt before. She had only ever felt love and warmth from the old girl. Never this. Never such horrible feelings of sorrow. It frightened Wanda, sending a chill down her spine.

"Sexy?" she whispered quietly. "What's wrong? What's happened?" There was no response from the ship, only the continuous hum. Wanda stared around, noticing the interior to be that of Nine's, or possibly Ten's. They both had the TARDIS in the grunge look.