You were standing in the TARDIS, the Doctor said he needed some things- although he didn't explain it like that. You were having a look around the central control room when you spotted a purple jacket, you walked over, still with the limp you had after the incident of 1794. You picked it up carefully and inspected the clothing.
"Does The Doctor have a wife?" You wondered out loud, but that would be very unlikely, otherwise he wouldn't seem so lonely. You looked at the shirt, it was cold from having no contact with heat. Your heart went out to him, he probably had someone that he cared about a lot but at the same time you felt stupid. You must have just been a replacement of the girl that had been with him before. It hurt, not as much as you would expect but it did. You didn't like feeling like a replacement or a fill-in for other people, maybe that was why the Doctor didn't seem to notice you unless you were loud or lost your temper.
You sat on the floor of the TARDIS, your back against the railing as you thought, you didn't think it was fair, surely the person you was in the place of would have been significant for him to have kept the shirt that was in your hands.
It wasn't long before your mind grew tired of all its rants, predictions and reasoning's. The Doctor will be back soon, you thought as you let your shoulders and neck relax, your head leaning on the pole supporting your neck as you looked up at the roof of the TARDIS, the purple shirt in your lap it was a surprisingly comfortable position, with the TARDIS humming softly. It started to basically lull you to sleep. You tried to stay awake, it would be embarrassing to have the Doctor see you asleep on the floor of the TARDIS. Still, you ended up falling asleep, the peaceful him of the TARDIS accompanying your dreams.
* sometime later*
You woke up from a terrible dream, you couldn't quite remember what it was but you got up off the floor and looked around, still on-end from your dream.
"Hello?!" You shouted, before realising that you were in the TARDIS and the Doctor was nowhere to be seen. You ran over to the door, not quite aware of the shirt you still had in your hand, you opened the door and was met with your present day, London. You walked out of the TARDIS still amazed that it was bigger on the outside, and looked around at your surroundings before coming across a crowd and police.
You ran over and saw a huge creator on a large plot, there had obviously been something significant there otherwise people wouldn't have been fussed with the location, you noticed that that might have been why the TARDIS blended in so well, nobody found it important, at least not many people did. You looked at the creator and decided to ask one of the police personnel about the situation, the closest was a police woman who looked like he had a temper and wouldn't take kindly to questions. However there was a policeman who looked like he was just doing his job but would answer questions of the public.
A) Policewoman - You're too lazy to walk to the other police officer.
"Excuse me ma'am," you asked, your accent standing out compared to all of the British people yelling around you, "what happened here?"
"Step away, this site is closed, I recommend you leave miss, I don't need you interfering with my work, besides I shouldn't need to explain it to you, it's all over the news!" she yelled at you, quite annoyed, but she was, as she mentioned, doing her job.
You asked an observer who gladly gave you an answer.
"Oh love, you must have not seen the news earlier today! The hospital vanished! no one knows where it went." You thanked them and looked at the crater a little longer.
B) Policeman - He looks Kinder and might give you an answer.
You walk over to the policeman, slipping through the crowd and dodging body parts that might dig into your sides. When you reached the officer he instantly noticed you and gave you a slight, friendly smile, much nicer than the policewoman looked when you glanced at her.
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So Much More- Tenth Doctor X Reader
FanfictionThis is my first X Reader 'fanfiction' and et cetera. I am using this to practice the second person and to entertain those like me who are fans of Doctor Who, David Tennant and all of its glory. You're Still Reading This? WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR...