We Can't Have a Universe With No Yaz

Chapter 1

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Through the frozen damp, and the melting sun we ran. My breath like smoke and her smoke like ash, flying up to the grey sky. Every step was an effort, but worth it. She turned as she ran, the mess of blonde hair obscuring her face. "Almost there" She shouted with a smile, her wooden pipe falling from her lips, she caught it before it hit the floor. We carried on with our journey in silence. It was a comfortable silence, ones that you share with your family watching tv, or when you're scrolling through Twitter next to your partner. It was the type of quiet where you felt alone, yet not lonely, but a silence filled with my exhausted panting.

It was strange since Ryan and Graham had left. Like my last piece of home had left too. But this new world was much better, all of these new worlds.

She suddenly stopped and glanced back at me. "Are you ready Yaz?" Her nose red as she spoke. The pipe balanced between her teeth, making her voice clunky.

"Victorian London, lets do it!" As we wandered around the city I got the feeling that she had been here before. In other places she was childish and curious, today she seemed almost comfortable.

I kept feeling people looking at us, at me. I knew why. The Doctor knew why too.

"Is it weird I feel more uncomfortable here than I did in Montgomery?"

She turned to me, "Do you want to go? We could go to a party in 1920s Chicago, or go to the future and meet the first lizard mayor of Europe?" Her suggestions were tempting, but there was no way I was leaving this early.

"No, it's okay! We haven't explored yet!"

She nodded.

Our feet hit the cobbled street in the rhythm of the nearby hammers. The sky was dark grey and smelt of burnt alcohol. The air was heavy, like walking through syrup. "Where are we going?" I asked, watching the bottom of her coat slowly turn from a baby blue to a dirty brown.

"There's someone I want you to meet... I think it's this way" She quickly turned into a dark, cramped alley, the puddles underfoot splashing onto my jeans. "It's been a few hundred years since I've been here. Bit rusty with the directions."

I couldn't help but think of Graham, he would have been saying how wet his feet were and asking if we could slow down so he could take a picture on his phone, even though they always turn out blurry. Once, we went to a 13th century monastery and he accidentally left the flash on. I couldn't help but giggle at the memory of the monks thinking we were demons.

"What you laughing at?" She asked, not stopping.

" Remember Graham and the monks?"

"Oh God yeah. You know I've travelled with a few people, he was the first one to stop and take pictures. Wrong places, mind, and definitely wrong times."

"How long has it been? Like our time. My time. It's hard this. You know what I mean though"

"Well it's hard to explain. Wait, we need to turn right here. Erm yeah so we can't talk about a specific time, but your body, has aged about 2 years. Almost here, I remember that wall." I stopped. 2 years. It didn't seem like 2 minutes.

"Yaz?" I heard her footsteps running back as I started at my own feet.

"Sorry. I just. 2 years? I just never thought it had been that long." Her arm wrapped around me, she was surprisingly warm. "No, it's fine. Just a shock, I suppose."

"Well just think of me, you're a tenth of my age. It's like I'm running around with a baby. Wow that sounds creepy. Anyway, you ready?"

We eventually got there after a few wrong turns, The Doctor insisting it was the scenic route. The sound of her voice saying 2 years still ringing in my head. I still couldn't wrap my head around it.