My Mad Doctor

Chapter 14

A/N So... Um... Here's The Doctor's POV... I'm not sure what to say. Enjoy finding out where little Violet went I guess... 

The Doctor's POV       

 I regretted the day I left her a hundred times over, battling inwardly between selflessness and greed. It was selfish of me to want Violet with me when she was in danger doing so, but yet I still wanted her with me. There was something about her that intrigued me. She was beautiful, yes, but it was more than that. She was smart, almost smarter than me. In many ways, she was smarter than me.

One memory was burned into my mind, and, no matter how hard I tried to push it out, it would not go away. It was her eyes. Not the beautiful blue green colour of them, but the fear they held when I tried to comfort her. It was after I killed the cyber man that wanted to hurt her. When I tried to be gentle, she flinched as if I were the monster that I’d just killed. She was afraid of me.

That was one of the reasons I stayed away from her. I couldn’t do this again. I couldn’t ruin another person’s life. It happened with Rose, it happened with Martha, Donna, Amy and Rory. Every person I touched lost something. I couldn’t do that to her. I couldn’t live with myself if she died because of my selfishness. I would do right this time. From now on I would travel alone and endanger only myself. It was the right thing to do. I would leave Violet Grace’s life alone and let her live safely. The life she deserved.

Even as I thought these things, I found myself landing the TARDIS on her street, desperate for a glance of her. I wasn’t going to put her in danger this time. All I wanted to do was see her once, even if it was from a distance. If I could just see her smiling and having a good time, I could accept my decision and move on.

It had only been a few days for me, a week at the most, but the second my feet touched solid ground, I knew that it had been months for her. Nearly a year. I left her for nearly a year alone. It was the same as what happened with Amy. I just keep messing up.

I stepped out of the TARDIS slowly, my eyes scanning the streets for her.

“Doctor!” I heard her shout from the distance. My head snapped over, trying desperately to find her in the street. All thoughts of selflessness and honour fell from my mind when I heard her voice. She sounded so desperate, so happy that I was here. What if she wasn’t scared of me at all? What if she missed me?

Instead of finding her, however, my eyes caught a different being. It was behind her, too close for my comfort.

My heart turned as cold and hard as the creature in front of me. It was them. Why them? Of all the creatures in the universe, why did it have to be them?

The weeping angels. They found me again. Weeping angels, the lonely assassins who kill with an action as simple as blinking. They were fast, deadly and merciless.

And there was one right behind Violet.

My eyes widened when they met hers, but I wasn’t looking at her. I was looking at the creature behind her: the one she didn’t see.

I stared at the angel and it froze. I meant to stare at it until she came closer so I could explain the danger, but my eyes slipped. I couldn’t help but meet her eyes again as she ran towards me.

There was no time. I couldn’t tell her to turn around. There was no time to warn her about the killer behind her. All I could do was whisper her name before the angel reached out and touched her shoulder.

She disappeared.

Violet’s P.O.V.

I awoke with my back on a muddy floor. The air I inhaled was dank and musty, and my eyes had trouble adjusting to the darkness.