Chapter 5 A new life.

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    I spun around the controls piloting the Tardis to where I needed it to go. It was movement that was usually cheerful, but I was thinking about what Katrina said about the enemies always after her. I knew her secrets. I knew why she was such a target outside of being my daughter. I always held secrets that must never be told. It was my job to protect my family. I glanced towards the hallways that Katrina walked. Her abilities were going to get stronger and the more she knew about who she was and what she could do the more the enemies would exploit her power.  

I had to lie to her and tell her I didn't know what they were after. I felt feeling guilty for that. I always knew what the enemies were after. Katrina deserved a better life than being with me constantly in danger. The universe would tremble if they ever figured out a way to control her and the powers she has. I will always stop them, but I also wanted to protect Katrina. She never wanted powers or to be hunted like she had been in the past.

    I shook my head; I was lost in my thoughts. I knew if Katrina was going to be safe, I had to hide her and I would have to make sure she can't give them the information about her secrets. I was taking her back home to her human family on earth. I would be putting her foster family in danger if she remained as she is. In order to protect her I had to give the enemies nothing to latch onto. I looked down midway of toggling the controls and felt a tear drop onto my hand. I was going to make her forget me. To give her a life without danger. For a while. She had visions. The enemies would always come after her. But If I took away her Timelord self they wouldn't have access to her abilities. 

I cried harder and hit the console hard making a loud slam noise. My fist throbbed from the impact. I ignored the pain. I knew I had to do this. That I would be lost without my Katrina by my side. I clenched my teeth and wiped my tears aggressively. I had to do it. I stopped the Tardis at her home landing in her backyard and looked at the monitor. Her house glowed white in the moonlight. A normal life, that was my gift to her. All the while I was going to do everything I could to stop the enemies and their plots. She wouldn't forget me not completely, when I was turned human with a fob watch I still had all my memories just as dreams. She would dream of our great adventures. 

I gasped feeling my chest tighten pain in my hearts as they strained against this heartache. She would have no idea what I've done. When she eventually got her Timelord self-back she would be confused disoriented and perhaps angry at me if she learned that I was the one to make her forget me and taken away her true self. I changed the monitor to her bedroom and started typing in the commands to power up the chameleon circuit. I would do it as she was sleeping, she wouldn't feel the pain that way. 

I finished typing the command and lowering the chameleon arch in her bedroom. I just breathed for a couple moments. Was I really going to do this to her without any choice of hers? No, I had to tell her. I couldn't do this. I ran to her bedroom and slowed in the doorway. 

I saw she was laid out on the bed sleeping with her clothes on and all the orange lights bright in her room. She woke up seeing me standing in the doorway without my jacket on my red bowtie crooked on my neck. 

"Dad? hey... you coming to tuck me in?" She muttered sleepily blinking in the orange light. 

I felt like breaking down and crying right there. I held it in and smiled "Of course." I said feeling a choke in my words. 

She sat up more noticing "Are you alright?" 

I go over and sit next to her hoping she didn't realize the chameleon arch was lowered above her bed. "Of course, you're safe and happy."  I kissed her head. 

She sensed I wasn't being truthful "Are you sure? You sound sad." 

I closed my mouth holding in my emotions. I couldn't tell her what I was doing. "I'm just happy you're safe, I was so worried about you." 

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