November 9. 2011

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November 9, 2011

Dear Doctor,

            My mother told me more about my father today. She said that I shouldn't trust whatever you've said about him. She said you don't truly know him the way she did. She also says you are never coming back for me because he is my father. I do hope that's not true. I need you Doctor. I need you with me and I need to know that you truly care about me. So come get me. 

            I remembered yesterday, I remembered what you told me. About how you regenerate every time you get close to death. Please tell me you haven't regenerated yet. I want to see your face one last time. I want to see your spiky hair and your brown eyes. I want to see you in your converse, I love those things. I want to see you before someone new becomes you.

            I took a trip up to London yesterday; you will never believe who I saw. Donna, I saw Donna doctor! I know she can't remember anything but it was so nice to see her. She didn't remember who I was but I told her any ways. Don't panic though. I only told her we met a few times and she babysat me a long time ago, stuff like that. She seemed so happy Doctor. Like she finale had a real life, but I know some part of her misses you. She had a wedding ring on; I didn't know she got married. I miss her, I really do.  

            Back to the whole regeneration thing, I'm sorry if I sounded like I wouldn't like your new face, it's just it won't be the one that has a special place in my heart. It won't be the one I dreamed about or that told me stories.  

            I keep thinking about how we last met. My father was taking over the whole world once more. I remember you knocked down the door to our house and took my mother and I into the T.A.R.D.I.S. I was so scared. But you managed to ease my fright.  It was cold in the T.A.R.D.I.S. I thought it would be warm and inviting, it wasn't. I was rather pretty though.

            I wanted to meet my father Doctor. I wanted to see his face and hear his voice. I've never seen him, ever. My mom sat me in the T.A.R.D.I.S. and told me that I didn't want to meet him. I still do though. I really wish you would've let me see him. I understand why you didn't want me to see him but I still wish I did.

                                                With all My Heart,

                                                                                 Cora S. 

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