our stars (doctor who) EDITING

13- new

The Dreamer's P.O.V
Pain.
Searing pain.
That's all I could feel, and my muffled screams were the only thing I could hear.
Blood.
Was all I could taste.
Darkness.
Was all I could see.
Burning.
Was all I could smell.
I don't know how long I've been like this, sometimes, I forgot what the Doctor looks like in a fez. I forgot what I look like. Sometimes, small glimpses of the Doctor's tired, sad, angry, frustrated face came into mind.
I never saw him like that. It must be reality. But these days, I have trouble separating reality from memory.
"Please, live for me." A voice said, tickling my ear.
The pain decreased slightly, but it felt like heaven for me. Finally! Something I can hear other than my screaming! And I can feel again.
"I love you." Someone said, kissing my forehead.
The pain decreased again, and I felt more relief than ever.
"I-I." I managed to get out.
Someone kissed me on the nose.
"I love you." They whispered again. "My little fiery Time Lady."
I attempted to smile, and I felt small movement upon my face.
"Squeeze my hand if you can hear me." The voice said desperately.
I felt a hand be placed in mine, and I tried to squeeze as hard as I could. I only moved my hand a little.
"You can hear me! Dreamer. I love you. Please wake up for me. Wake up for your Doctor."
The Doctor.
That name hit me like a ton of bricks, moving whatever was blocking my airway, out of the way. I breathed in clean air, smelling the Doctor. I couldn't feel any more pain, except the smallest tingle in my fingers. I sat up immediately, pulling on someone's arm and opening my eyes.
"Dreamer!"
I turned to see a worried looking Doctor, sitting with me in his lap.
"Docto-" I was cut off by him pushing me down and pressing his lips desperately to mine.
I moved my lips in sync with the Doctor's tugging on his hair slightly, and caressing his cheek. He pulled me up by my shoulders and layed me down in our bed. He climbed in the sheets and pulled me closer to him. I wrapped one legs around his waist and drew back from him.
"You've regenerated." He whispered.
That's why I have brown hair. And my hands are a small bit bigger.
"That's why my hearts feel like they are on fire." I mumbled, plucking at the Doctor's shirt.
He pulled my body closer to his and spoke softly.
"You are still perfect."
"I'm always perfect." I sassed quietly.
Me and the Doctor just lay awake in the bed, not speaking. I was always just close to him, unable to look in his eyes.
"Hey." He whispered, looking down at me.
"Hay is for horses."
That earned a small smile from him.
"You know I love you." He mumbled, tilting my chin up to see him. I pushed myself farther up the bed to be level with him.
"Hmm. I just thought that you kissing me all the time, taking me on dates and telling me I'm beautiful was completely platonic." I cried, throwing my hands up in the air.
He pulled my hands down and stared at me seriously, a rare occurrence.
"What." I asked, my eyes boring into his.
"I mean it. I love you." He said, his eyes crinkling with sadness.
"I know. You know I love you too." I whispered, poking his chin slightly. "Don't be sad, you're the Doctor."
"I'm fine." He brushed me off and rolled away from me, so I was facing his back.
I put my own arm around him and attempted to pull him closer. Wow, my new body has no muscles.
"Rule one. The Doctor lies." I whispered, nuzzling his neck slightly.
"I'd roll over right now, but I'd squish you." He mumbled.
"I can take it."
He rolled over on top of me, making it hard to breathe.
"Oof!" I winced.
I squealed slightly as he put his full weight on top of me.
"You're crushing my boobs." I whined. "Wait, I have boobs!"
I shoved the embarrassed Doctor off of me.
I ran to the washroom and grabbed my boobs in my hands.
"Boobs!" I said enthusiastically to the Doctor, who looked terrified. "Are Amy and Rory back?"
The Doctor nodded, about to open his mouth.
"You only have a t-shirt and... panties? On at the moment!" He called after me, running behind.
I pounded on Amy's and Rory's door, to have it opened by odd-nosed man. I kissed him hard on the lips and tasted it.
"Yuck! Ew! Sorry, Rory! You taste bad!" I stopped before entering their room. "No offence, of course."
Rory nodded and opened his mouth, but I darted into their room. I saw Amy at the sink, ripping at her hair with a brush. I'm taller than her now!
"Hey!" I said.
"Hey, whoa." She got cut off.
I pressed my mouth to her cheek and gagged.
"No, no, no!" I screamed, wiping my face with a wet cloth. "Disgusting!"
I ran out of the room to find the Doctor, just in his robe and boxers.
"Drea-" I pressed my lips to his and licked them.
"Oh!" I yelled in his face. "Oh, oh, oh! You're absolutely perfect. Bless you!"
The Doctor looked confused as I ran downstairs.
"Right! Adventures, adventures! Where do you want to go today, my homies!" I shouted, pulling levers at the console.
They all stared at me from the balcony.
"All right, never saying that again! Anyway! Off to see the world! Er, universe." I was positively over the brim with excitement. New body! Wait, that means new teeth?
"New teeth!" I stated with happiness. "Oh! I know what I wanna do! Ice skating! Quite good at it in my... Ninth? Regeneration! Yep!"
I clapped my hands and started the coordinates for a rink, when Rory turned me around to face him. He smells quite nice today! Lovely! Or is that just me? That's me.
Definitely me.
"C'mon Rory! Let's go!" I whined, trying to shake free from his grip.
"You must not be done regenerating, because I'm not Rory. It's Amy." A female voice stated, laced with amusement.
"Mmm. That's why you didn't smell like Rory." My words began to slur together as my world became blurry.
"Is the Doctor around? I feel like I need a Doctor at the moment."
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Author's Note
Idk this chapter is really crappy, so I bet, soon I'm going to read this, have a massive cringe attack and re-write the entire thing.
CRINGE