𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐎 ━━━ IMAGINES

Second Doctor - Powerless

There are many ways to get The Doctor's attention, giving chase on a hovercraft and trying to kill him and his companions are just one of the many ways to peak his curiosity. It only increased when Astrid first brought up his resemblance to Salamander. Finding out more about Ramon Salamander and his thirst to conquer the world and the dedication of those who wished to see him dead was the most exciting thing he had heard in a while. What was supposed to be an ordinary day at the beach led to a discovery of an assassination plot.

Perhaps it was due to their strong resemblance or his inability to walk away from a mystery. Why did he look like Salamander? The Doctor believed that infiltrating Salamander's operation was the reason. Who better than him to take down a wannabe dictator?

He was a great deceiver, but even he had his doubts about his abilities at being consistent with his accent and grasping Salamander's personality. He only knew of his ambitions, not his character.

Then you burst into the room, the very image of the beautiful, alluring, seductive wife. He had fooled Bruce, but could he fool you? The one person who knew Ramon best. How did Ramon behave around you? Was he distant? Did he fall over his feet? He had been thrown into the act seconds after learning the truth about Salamander's wrongdoings, so he did not know anything personal. Only his desire for world domination.

You could see it in his eyes the moment you entered the room. His eyebrows rising, however slightly, shock and curiosity mixed in his eyes. No one told him about you. Either Giles did not know about you, or he wanted him to be surprised. And he was.

Salamander was a brute. So he was shocked by how gracefully you entered the room, how bright your smile was. But your eyes gave it away, a quality you shared. You had witnessed some grotesque sights, horrors that had given you nightmares. It hadn't been easy being married to a villain.

"Ramon, I heard about the attempt on your life, are you alright?" You placed your hands on his cheeks, searching for injuries. "Are you hurt? Shall I call you a doctor?"

He could see Jamie smirking out of the corner of his eyes and knew the Scotsman would tease him for a while, long after they had left.

He diverted your attention to Jamie, saying, "There was, but this man saved my life."

You looked at Jamie, who was dressed in a security uniform, instead of his usual kilt and shirt. "Thank you."

You took hold of The Doctor's hands, "Now, husband, a word in your ear." You turned around to address the people in the room, Bruce, Jamie, and two other security officers. "Excuse us, gentleman."

You pulled The Doctor to the doorway, and he glanced at Jamie, who sent him a wink as you led him to the hallway.

"I assure you I was unharmed." He said, following you down the hallway to the bedroom.

You closed the door and leaned your back against it, biting your lower lip. You knew he wasn't your husband, but that didn't mean you couldn't have a little fun, did it?

"You had me worried, you know." You stepped closer to him, and your lips formed a smirk when he stepped behind an armchair, attempting to put distance between you both.

"It's dangerous work." He said.

You kneeled on the chair, sliding your robe off your shoulders, exposing your nightgown, which left little to the imagination. "Any closer to those stars?" You asked, playing with the lapels on his jacket. "I wouldn't be mad it you broke your promise, you know?"

You leaned your head closer to his, the corner of your lips turning upwards slightly when he moved his head away. "You want to see the stars?" He asked quietly, his eyes glancing at your ruby lips.