Monsters [Doctor Who]

C H A P T E R T H I R T E E N

Chapter 13:

Augusta's POV

A week had gone and past, the Doctor, Rose, and I went on a bunch of little places. We tried new foods -- not all of them good, just so you know --, we played, we dreamed, we talked, we ran. It was fun.

Except during that week, I was on edge, and I think they noticed. Ever since that guy from them showed up, my mind has been filled with thoughts and anxiety. He had the ability to hide himself from other people, which meant the Doctor and Rose couldn't see him. If I told them about the man, then they would think that I was crazy, so I kept it to myself. Not to mention that if I did, then they could be in more danger than I imagined. 

Because of this, I never felt safe, not even on the TARDIS. I was on high alert. I would react to the tiniest of touches, and always watch the shadows for even the smallest of changes. I remembered his words, "I'm not a monster that will always put them in danger." He said that he knew someone that could tell the future. In the future, would I hurt the Doctor and Rose? This was the major question that filled my mind. It always brought me back to the dream that I had, when I killed Rose. Was that only just a dream? What about that painting? 'The Dead, Bad Wolf, the Monster, and the Last'? What does that even mean?!

Either way, I didn't want the Doctor and Rose to get hurt. So that meant no more touching. Whenever the Doctor would hold my hand, I would pull it back. If he wanted to hug me, I would stop him. Even if we accidentally brushed against each other, I would move away. This went for Rose as well. I couldn't risk having them getting hurt over me. 

I think the Doctor soon noticed that I was distancing myself from them, because he seemed... Different. He wouldn't look me in the eye, he didn't grin as much, and when he did, it didn't look like it was real. I didn't know what to do, I think that I broke him, and I don't know how. I didn't know if he was mad at me, or... Or just sad. 

Even still, I stayed away. I kept more to myself, I didn't et as much because it might've been poisoned. I stayed near the Doctor, didn't wander off as much, and, most of all, I didn't use my powers.

So far, we haven't been to see Rose's dad, and I forgot to ask Rose about it, but it seems that I wouldn't have to because Rose already was.

We were in the console room, the Doctor was sitting back in one of the chairs. I was near the console, listening to the soft humming of the TARDIS and Rose talk about her dead father. "That's what mum always says," she said, "So, I was thinking... could we? Could we go and see my dad when he was still alive?"

"Where's this come from, all of a sudden?" The Doctor asked.

"All right then, if we can't, if it goes against the laws of times or something, then never mind, we'll just leave it," Rose added, but the Doctor shook his head. 

"No, I can do anything," he stated. "I'm just more worried about you."

Rose looked down, sadly, "I wanna see him." 

"Your wish is my command," the Doctor said, going over to the console. "But be careful what you wish for."

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We were sitting in the back of what the Doctor called a 'Church'. Apparently, Jackie and Rose's dad were getting married. I didn't know what that meant exactly, but I didn't ask. Jackie was wearing a big long white dress, with a weird headpiece, so I couldn't see her face. Rose's dad wore a black and white suit, and he seemed to be nervous, because his hands were trembling ever-so slightly.

I shifted in my seat as the guy in white robes said, "I, Peter Alan Tyler, take you, Jacqueline, Angela, Suzette Prentiss..."

"I, Peter Alan Tyler," Rose's dad repeated, "Take you, Jacqueline Suzanne... Suzette... Anita..."