The Time Lady Who Waited

The wedding of a Time Lady.

A brown haired, blue eyed woman in a white dress started back at Violet as she stood in front of the full length mirror in her room. Gone was her wild curly blonde hair and dark brown eyes, She looked completely different. Her has were clasped in front of her and she couldn't help but move them every so often in nervousness.

''Would you stop fidgeting for just one moment please,'' Lily was stood behind her trying to style Violets hair so it fell down the side of her head slightly curly, although it was very hard to do when Violets new hair was extremely straight, which meant Lily had to spend time curling each part of Violets hair.

''I'm sorry, it's just I'm more nervous than I thought I would be,'' Violet confessed as Lily secured the last piece of hair in place with a Bobbie pin.

''Well you shouldn't be, everything will be fine,'' Lily reassured the time lady as she placed a beaded head band around the top of Violets head. Once the band sat snugly on her head Lily attached a veil to the back of it.

Violet's thoughts drifted away from her, she had wondered what the Doctor was doing with her and Jones gone. Many thoughts flew through her head, was he mopping around the Tardis, sad that Rose was gone or was he running through a spaceship corridor desperately trying the save the universe yet again.

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Unfortunately none of Violets theories where right, for the Doctor was in his Tardis trying to keep it steady as he flew opposite a black cab, that had a red headed woman sat inside in ironically a wedding dress.

''Open the door!'' The Doctor shouted towards the woman as he tried desperately to hold onto the door frame of the Tardis.

''Do what?'' The woman shouted back, she clearly hadn't heard what the Doctor had been saying since she had to rely on lip reading.

 ''Open the door!'' He shouted again and this time she understood.

''I can't, it's locked!' Huffing a little the Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it towards the window, which then allowed the red head to open it.

 ''Santa's a robot,'' She cried out.

''Donna, open the door,'' The Doctor ordered.

''What for?'' Donna replied.

''You've got to jump!''

 ''I'm not blinking flip jumping. I'm supposed to be getting married!'' Donna exclaimed gesturing subtly towards her dress as she shouted at the Doctor.

''Listen to me. You've got to jump,'' The Doctor spoke in a calmer tone this time, hopping that it would persuade her to jump.

 ''I'm not jumping on a motorway,'' Judging by Donna's response it clearly didn't work.

''Whatever that thing is, it needs you. And whatever it needs you for, it's not good! Now, come on!'' The Doctor tired.

''I'm in my wedding dress!'' The Doctor inwardly groaned, thank god he didn't have the same problem when he met Rose or Violet. It would be a long time before either of them got married.

''Yes, you look lovely! Come on!'' The Doctor shouted again and Donna finally plucked up the courage to open the taxi's door.

''I can't do it,'' Donna suddenly became scared as she looked down seeing the road pass by underneath her in a blur.

''Trust me.''

''Is that what you said to her? Your friend? The one you lost? Did she trust you?'' Donna asked.

''Yes, she did. And she is not dead. She is so alive. Now, jump!'' Then she jumped.

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