Doctor Who Oneshots

Depression (Ten)

Hey y'all!

Trigger warning for this one: Dealing with depression, bad thoughts, and a form of SH!

Sorry it's been so long! I have been soooooo busy working unfortunately. I will also start working on Part 2 of "Something Evil" but I wanted to get this out of my drafts as quick as I can.

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The Doctor was tinkering with the controls on the TARDIS as usual. You woke up pretty late today but the Doctor didn't think anything of it. He knows sometimes humans just need their sleep.

In actuality, you were already awake. You just couldn't find the strength to actually get up out of bed. You weren't even sure why you felt extremely depressed and that's what sucks the most.

You sigh as you look at your watch, knowing that the Doctor should be expecting you out in the console room by now. It takes everything you have to roll out of bed.

You grab your favorite blanket that the Doctor gave you and wrap it around yourself, feeling a little sense of security with it. You don't want the Doctor knowing too much about your depression so you walk to your mirror and try to smile.

Hint: try.

It ends up looking like a grimace, so you stop and run a hand through your hair. Oh well. You thought.

You wrap the blanket around you tighter as you force your feet to take you into the console room. Honestly you just wanted to stay in bed for the rest of your life.

The Doctor hears you shuffling down the hallway and grins to himself. He loves your company more than anything in the universe. He turns towards the corridor that leads to your room and leans against the console, giving you a smile when you walk in.

"Good morning, (y/n)." He walks over to you and brings you into a hug, making you smile a tiny bit as you hug back.

"Mornin'." You mumble. He holds you tightly and you sigh in content. Somehow being in his arms just makes you feel more safe.

"So," he still holds you close, but now is looking into your (e/c) eyes with his gorgeous brown ones, "fancy a trip to the Lost Moon of Poosh? It's not lost anymore so I don't know why I keep calling it that. You remember Donna, don't you? Right you were actually there, um..." He trails off as he notices your slightly disinterested gaze. "(Y/n)?"

"Hmm? Lost Moon of Poosh. Sounds good." You try to give him a smile and his eyes search yours for a little bit.

He sighs and kisses your forehead. "Whatever is bothering you, you could tell me, love."

"I know, Doctor. I'm fine, alright?" You state softly, looking down.

"Okay..." he sighs again and walks back over to the console, starting to send you both and the TARDIS to the Moon of Poosh.

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You run to the TARDIS with tears rolling down your cheeks. The one day that you needed to just have a relaxing trip of course would be a day that the Daleks choose to invade whatever planet - or moon you guess you should say - you're on.