Nine goes to visit Evelyn after the Time War, even though he knows he shouldn’t. She makes him cake. Lots of cake. All of the cake ever.
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He stumbles onto her doorstep in clothes torn and covered in ashes; he doesn’t have to say a word for Evelyn to figure out who it is (although the blue police box sitting on her front lawn, scratched and burned, is a dead giveaway). She lets this new Doctor into her home, and over tea and a chocolate cake she happened to have about, Evelyn hears the story of how Gallifrey burned. He says how they’re all dead and any and all questions in Evelyn’s mind lingering from their last travels together die with them.
So she sits and she listens and she makes cake, chocolate and strawberry and coconut and sherbet, because she’s afraid that if she stops feeding him, the Doctor will slip away again and never come back. His eyes are dead and his voice is cracked and several times Evelyn has to reach out to make sure he doesn’t drop his cup of tea.
She offers to let him stay the night, and he almost refuses until he sees the look in his past companion’s eyes; the kind of look that threatens to tie him down to the chair if it meant relaxing for just a second. So he does, and they spend the rest of the night talking about before any of it had ever happened, deftly skipping around the parts that mention his old home.
Evelyn falls asleep on the couch in the middle of a sentence and wakes up the next morning to find the Doctor gone, a box-shaped imprint on the lawn. And, for some reason, he takes the old leather jacket that had been hanging on the back of the front door, abandoned (like him) long ago and waiting for someone to find it.
So she breathes, makes a hot cup of tea, and prays that wherever he goes, he’ll find someone that makes him happy.
beautiful
Finally he’s (the Doctor) put in the position again where instead of giving your life for Time Lords and Daleks and great big mythological concepts that are very much offstage…it’s for Rose. It’s for that 19 year old shop girl from Planet Earth who is braver than brave and more loyal than anyone else in the universe. She is dying and he’s giving his life for her. Never mind wars. Never mind epic mythology. Never mind all that grand stand stuff. It’s absolutely personal and he’s at his most human. Right at the end he does a very human thing and gives his life.
Russel T. Davies on the Ninth Doctor – Doctor Who Confidential Series 1 Episode 13 (via thedoctordanceswithrose)
Apparently I’m in a mood, so I wrote some angsty Jack/Nine. It’s smut, but yeah, angsty smut.
teaser below the cut
“Why don’t I get some of that?”
“Buy me a drink first.”
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The Doctor looked up, scowling slightly as Jack Harkness set a drink in front of him.
“What’s this?”
“Not sure. I think maybe the local equivalent of a banana daiquiri.” Jack slid into the seat across from him, watching the Doctor eye the drink warily.
Jack gave him a smile. “I didn’t spike it or anything, if that’s what you’re worried about.” He was a bit a nervous, and no doubt the Doctor was picking up on that. But it wasn’t every day that he tried to seduce a Timelord.
The Doctor sighed and sipped the drink. “I know what you’re on about, Jack. Rose…”
“Is perfectly okay with this,” Jack cut him off. “Said she was going to do a bit of shopping, maybe a pedicure, meet us back at the Tardis. If she needs anything she’ll call.”
“You talked to her, about this?”
“Hey, you told her I’m a fifty-first century guy. We get along quite well while you’re off puttering in some dark corner pretending you don’t look at her with anything other than friendship. She knows how you feel, even if you won’t act on it. In fact, she encouraged me to do this. Or maybe just told me it was my funeral. Can’t quite remember, now.”
Leaning across the table, the Doctor’s eyes turned dark. “You know nothing about how I feel.”
Jack leaned forward, meeting his gaze, smile never leaving his face. “I know what it’s like to want someone, Doc. You keep me at arm’s length too. So this doesn’t have to mean anything else.”
“It wouldn’t mean anything at all.”
Jack’s heart skipped. But if that was all he’d get, he’d take it. He silently cursed himself. Of course he had to fall in love with the impossible ones. He leaned back again, crossing his arms. “We don’t even have to go back to the Tardis.”
The Doctor muttered something about stupid apes as he fiddled with the straw in his drink. Jack started wishing he’d bought himself one. “Fine,” he said at last. “But we’ll go to the Tardis.”
Princes of the Universe – Doctor Who version
I love that this is 9 and 10. Epic video is epic!
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