She learned it the hard way. Some people were never meant to exist. Not even the Doctor wants her as a companion. But then the Master saves her from certain death and discovers that this human girl might be of more use to him than he expected.
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A/N: I didn't find the time to post this and I'm going to be away for the weekend. So here, have the chapter right now! Fresh and hot and dripping. 😋
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The soft sound of distant waves mixed with the noises of a busy mediterranean town. Children were playing around a fountain on the cobble stoned placa, here and there disrupted by the sound of a bicycle bell. The sun hung low already, dowsing the place in pleasantly orange light. There was a couple sauntering along the sidewalk, pointing at various items in the shop windows. There was a group of teenagers sitting on a low wall, doing their best to appear dangerous, but ending up just being children still. An elderly lady sat at the fountain, smiling at the sun with closed eyes, her hands resting on the grip of her cane.
I absorbed the whole tranquil atmosphere of this place with every breath I took, unable to remember when it had been that I had last felt so calm. And there definitely had never been a place where they had served ice cream as delicious as they did here.
And still, I knew this wouldn't last. I cast a glance at the Doctor, who was faintly smiling and watching the scenery with as much interest as I had before.
"You wanted to talk," I concluded. He wouldn't bring me to a nice place like that right after such a heated moment, if not to talk.
His head turned to me and there was a moment where it felt as if he wasn't so sure himself if talking was a good idea.
"It's... none of my business," he said slowly, obviously bursting with questions.
"I know about the risks," I informed him. He always told me how dangerous it was, so I thought it might help to let him know.
"'Cause you do..." The Doctor nodded to himself. "Would be too dangerous to not let you know."
"So..."
He played with the plastic spoon on his ice cream bowl, suddenly extremely busy with balancing it on the rim.
"Doctor," I pleaded, "just ask. I don't want any tension between us. And there is too much about the whole thing I don't quite understand yet, so if this means something I'm not aware of..."
"It's extremely intimate," he said, not averting his attention from the spoon.
"I... yes, I noticed."
"Time Lords have rules against connecting with other species. And even more against doing it with other Time Lords."
I only nodded, not certain if I had heard this so bluntly before. But it wasn't surprising. "That's why you hesitated to have a look, right?"
"Mhm..."
"It feels... different with you," I quietly told. "A bit uncomfortable."
The spoon finally stayed put on the rim, forcing the Doctor to stop playing with it. He pouted at the small thing and finally looked up. "Different? It always feels uncomfortable with humans." There was a pause during which he eyed me carefully. He let out a sigh, rubbing his neck. "This seems to surprise you."
