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3:re t u r n o f t h e fo r g o t t o n m a n

I moved down to the console room, because I wanted to be with the doctor, I knew he needed me and I needed him too, so I stayed here. He's happy, but he is happy because he thinks I am too, but he doesn't know the truth about me. He thinks he knows everything about me, because we share our lives together; but I haven't told him everything and that's what hurts me to know. "Doctor-" I begin, but he cuts me off straight away, and what he says shocks me even more than being cut off.

"You're lying to me, what aren't you telling me?" He accuses me, my eyes become wide and my heart beats harder, my palms become slightly damp and a cold shiver creeps down my spine, as my throat becomes dry and my words get stuck in my throat, I knew what was coming. I was panicked, my heart was going into meltdown and it always happened, my nightmares were becoming reality again, my past was running into my future and I didn't want that. "Please-" I whisper, barely as I fall onto hands and knees, my breathing becomes rapid and my head was throbbing and I fall onto my side. "Breathe." He tells me, as he holds my hands and my eyes were shut, so I couldn't see anything. I start breathing harder, as he told me to and it got better, although my head hurt and I couldn't even think properly which was stressing me out quite a lot.

"Help me." I whisper, my heart was beating even harder this time, as he pulls me into his arms and I hold his hand tightly in mine, as he holds me against him, his hand against the back of my head. "I can't live without you, come on. Breathe." He tells me, as I heard my heartbeat, my rapid beat keeping me alive. "Stay." I whisper, before looking up at his eyes, as I felt my heart go back to normal and I take a deep breath. "You're okay. Oh god, you're okay." I could tell his relief, he holds me against him and I smile, as I close my eyes to keep my breathing okay.

He didn't let go of me, which kind of proves quite a bit to me, he's always been protective of me, he hates endings, forever ripping final pages out of the books he reads, the ones he hasn't even read, any book, he hates the endings, that's just his thing. He also doesn't do hugging, but I don't believe it. He always hugs me, but only when he's scared of losing me, that's the only time; sometimes I wonder if he waits for me to come back, just so he can hug me again, I never know. It's scary to think about, even now. I look up again, he is smiling at me; so I stand up, taking his hand and helping him up, as we share glances, before I head upstairs to my bedroom, I'm tired anyway, need to get some sleep.

There is a knock on my door and I sigh. "Yeah? Doctor?" I get off the bed, but no-one enters, so I got a bit curious. I go to the door and my eyes widen, my heart cracks, well, it felt like that. "You." I whisper, my eyes on his. I didn't believe my eyes, it was pretty much impossible it could ever happen, but it was happening. "Hello, Y/N." He says; it was him. It was the doctor. Before he regenerated. And I knew what he wanted.. Me.