He was home alone when they came for him. It was a chance in a way. They couldn't hurt them. His family. His protective side wanted him to protect them at all costs. That was why he was in this condition after all, because he had fought, but when they came this time, he was defenceless. He was sleeping. Rose was at work, and the kids were at school, but Jackie was calling him every hour to make sure he was okay. It was annoying, but if he didn't answer, she would come here and it would be worse. And she would have been hurt. These guys didn't have any feeling. They were just doing their job, and their job was him at the current moment.
He started when they broke the door. His instincts were overwhelmed with fear. He tried to move out of bed. He had to be quick. Now that he was fully healed – now that he was back to his Time Lord self, his superior biology had fixed him in no time – he could move more easily. His legs were still motionless and he could only crawl, but if he could go to the bathroom... He grabbed the sonic screwdriver he had gotten back in the TARDIS and sealed the doors and the lift. Whatever would happen now, they would have to come in that room. He wedged the sonic screwdriver between his teeth and transferred his body in his wheelchair. He took his phone and went to the bathroom. He sealed the door. He hated acting like this, but he had no choice. He called Rose.
"They're here. They're here for me, Rose." He swallowed. His hand was trembling on the phone. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. You deserved so much better." He closed his eyes. "I love you."
He ended the call and hid the phone and sonic. They could have him, but they couldn't have his technology. Nor his family. He was sacrificing himself for them. This was forcing him to realise how much that human meant for him. She wasn't just a human woman picked by chance. She had chosen him, and the feelings he had felt when he was fobwatched were real. He could feel it deep inside his hearts. He loved her. He was ready to anything for her, and he wouldn't let them get a hold of her. He breathed deeply. They were in the bedroom. This was the end of the road for him.
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Down to Earth
Fanfiction"Instead of killing himself, he could rewrite his whole life and have a better one. He only had to use the Chameleon arch. And maybe finally be happy in a life where his past as killer wouldn't weight so much on his shoulders."
