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Touched (3b/?)
Title: Touched (3b/?)
Author: dk323
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Martha, Rose
Spoilers: AU! Post Human Nature/Family of Blood
Spoilers: AU! Post Human Nature/Family of Blood
Disclaimer: Don’t own Doctor Who, just playing with its characters.
Summary:The Doctor waited almost a year before he saw Martha again. Chapter 3: This is how we do it, this is how it goes…
Author’s notes: This is an alternative ending to my one-shot This Time Around. Unlike that story, the Doctor waits longer to visit Martha after she leaves. This is the conclusion to chapter 3.
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persiflage_1
In case anyone was confused with the previous chapter, it took place a few months in the past based on Martha's timeline. After leaving Martha in the second chapter, the Doctor gets into trouble on a trip he goes on and ends up traveling to a few months before the start of the first chapter (wibbly-wobbly timey wimey). So that in 3a, he gets Martha pregnant due to whatever happens on that trip (coz he has a tendency to have problems when he's traveling solo ;-)).
persiflage_1In case anyone was confused with the previous chapter, it took place a few months in the past based on Martha's timeline. After leaving Martha in the second chapter, the Doctor gets into trouble on a trip he goes on and ends up traveling to a few months before the start of the first chapter (wibbly-wobbly timey wimey). So that in 3a, he gets Martha pregnant due to whatever happens on that trip (coz he has a tendency to have problems when he's traveling solo ;-)).
Once he wiped Martha’s memory of the baby, the Doctor had set the TARDIS coordinates to just a few days after he saw her at her home with Rose and Jack.
It was a Saturday afternoon when he landed. After the Doctor parked the TARDIS, he stepped out of it and caught sight of Martha walking out of the front door.
Once Martha noticed his presence, she just stared at him standing there, not saying a word.
“Martha – I went back in time. I’m sorry. I really am.”
“Please just go,” She said quietly, her tone eerily calm.
“I just want to make things right.”
“You should have been stronger. You should have fought. Instead, you let this happen. I’m not ready to forgive you. I just want you to go.”
“I’ll do anything. If you could just hear me out--”
Suddenly, all Time seemed to stop for him and the Doctor was frozen in place.
Martha looked down to her stomach, “Bad boy. He’s still your father, though mummy appreciates the gesture. Now reverse it.”
She glowed momentarily before the Doctor was unfrozen – almost stumbling in an attempt to get his balance back.
“Well, I really should get going.” Martha informed him.
“What just happened? Time just froze – that’s impossible!” He exclaimed.
“My life has been impossible ever since you walked into it. And the baby only froze Time around you, not anyone else. He can’t really control it and well, according to Jack’s team at Torchwood, it’s probably more of a temporary thing.” She explained.
Before the Doctor could answer, Rose appeared at the door holding a mobile, “You forgot your mobile, Martha. Nearly woke up Layla with its ringing, thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Who was calling?”
“That mystery bloke. He has some new information for Jack. Though why he’s callin’ you instead of Jack--”
Martha shrugged, “He asked for my number, so I gave it to him.”
“That’s all?” Rose inquired, attempting to be nonchalant about it.
“Yes, now please give me my mobile.”
Rose tossed her the mobile with Martha catching it and then pocketing it in her jacket pocket.
“Oh, hello Doctor. Didn’t see you there. You’ve been traveling, I’m sure?” Rose asked shrewdly, folding her arms across her chest.
He looked cornered as he scratched the back of his head trying to think of how to reply.
“I’ll see you later, Rose,” Martha cut in, anxious to leave.
“And you, Doctor.” She said softly, turning to face him.
“Martha--”
But she gave him a small smile and kissed him on the cheek.
The Doctor grabbed her arm when she tried to pull back, “I would think we’re beyond that point, don’t you agree?” He whispered in her ear.
She just looked at him – daring him to go ahead with it.
The Doctor took her face in his hands and kissed her passionately. Martha responded in kind; a bit more enthusiastically than the Doctor had been expecting.
As it was, neither heard the click of a digital camera.
Rose smiled as she put away the camera in its case. They would thank her for this later, she was sure.
*
“What are you doing here?! Get out! Get out!” She yelled at him.
“Martha, calm down. I just--”
“The baby isn’t here.” She said simply, as she attempted to rip apart the sheet covering her.
Rose came into the room shortly after and firmly dragged the Doctor out of the room.
“Tell him I’m going to die, Rose. And it’s his fault! Everyone dies in the end. All things must die. I want him dead! I can’t stand to look at him – he’s wrong! It’s all wrong!” Martha called after them.
“There have been some unfortunate side effects,” Rose started, as the Doctor looked at her questioningly.
“What does she mean by ‘him’? Surely she doesn’t want me to--”
Rose quickly shook her head, “Oh no. She meant Tyler. The baby – she named him Tyler. Martha can’t stand to look at him. She won’t go near him – won’t even touch him. She told me she’s terrified. But she can’t explain why she’s so terrified. The doctor says it should pass. It’s just a rough start, is all.”
“Maybe I can help…”
Rose looked at him uncertainly, “All right. You are the father after all. Just don’t push her, okay?”
*
“Martha?” The Doctor whispered as he entered the dimly lit hospital room.
“I--” She started quietly as he went to sit in the chair beside her bed.
“What is it? I’ll help in any way I can, I promise.”
She looked at him, tear streaks just visible on her face.
“I don’t know what to do. Tell me what I’m supposed to do, Doctor. Just--” But she couldn’t continue as a fit of sobbing took her.
He immediately moved from his chair and went to sit on the bed – Martha scooting over to give him space – and took her in his arms. She laid her head on his chest and sighed – seeming calmer than before.
“You’re not alone in this. I’m here for you. I’m not leaving you. I promise.”
She lifted her head and smiled softly at him, “Don’t be daft. You will leave. But thanks for humoring me all the same.”
“Martha, I mean it.” He said firmly.
She looked away from his resolute gaze, “Just help me with my child. Then you could be on your way.”
“He’s mine too. And I’m not leaving you – why don’t you believe me?”
“Because you’re lying! Just help me!” She said desperately.
“Okay, I’m sorry. I won’t push you…”
“Good. Thank you,”
He kissed the top of her head, “I love you, you know that?”
“How is this helping me?” Martha said, bemused.
“It will – just believe in me.”
“Mmmhmmm,” She mumbled, covering her mouth as she yawned.
“Martha?”
“Yeah?”
“I meant it.”
She looked at him incredulously and then touched the tip of his nose with her finger, “I love you more than chocolate. I’m tired though. Stay?”
“That’s it?” He said bluntly.
Martha closed her eyes, snuggling closer to him, “Yeah, I really love chocolate. Now let me sleep. You can ‘help’ me in the morning.”
He smiled and stayed by her side the whole night; putting on the perception filter key in case any hospital personnel planned on kicking him out.
“I think you’ll do just fine, Martha Jones.” The Doctor said quietly to himself watching her peaceful expression as she slept.
*
Martha woke the following morning to an empty bed. She sighed – she had been right. Despite her hope that she would have been proven wrong.
“Hey, how’s the new mummy doing? Tyler’s been missing you. Yes, he has, haven’t you, Tyler? Aww, aren’t you precious?” Rose came into the room, holding Tyler in her arms.
Martha couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the two of them.
“Give him to me. I want to say hello.” Martha said, holding out her arms.
Rose looked up at her as she neared the bed, “You sure? The Doctor said he would help you, but I’m not sure if he was only using it as an excuse to see you.”
Martha nodded as Rose gently placed her baby son in her arms.
Martha smiled at Tyler – she felt as if a light bulb had turned on – like a huge weight had lifted from inside of her. All she could feel and think of is how she loved this child so completely. The baby’s voice inside her head, which had reached a fever pitch prior to her going into labor, was now a distant hum in the back of her mind.
“Did you see the Doctor? He stayed the night, but I didn’t see when he left,” Martha asked Rose.
“I cornered the Doctor about an hour ago – he said he was terribly sorry, but he assured me you would be just fine. He had to leave – said something about diverting an apocalypse. Yeah, I didn’t buy it either,” she finished, looking over at Martha’s disbelieving expression, “So anyway, he told me that any alien side effects you had while you were pregnant should fade away within a week or so. So that’s good, isn’t it? Little Tyler there is a different story.”
“Really? Did the word ‘genius’ enter into the conversation at any point?”
Rose tilted her head, pretending to be thoughtful, “It just may have.”
Martha rolled her eyes and looked to Tyler, “Now honey, recite Pi for me, okay?”
“Oh, really?” She said a few beats later.
Rose looked over at Tyler, “What did he do?”
“He gave me the ‘evil’ look.”
“I don’t blame him. Pi’s not the same without the e.”
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Glad you added that clarification at the beginning, by the way.
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The Doctor & Martha's relationship is really shaping up to be something quite intriguing. And Martha still having that psychic connection to 'Tyler' after the birth is just awesome.
I'm very interested to see where the story goes from here.
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And any psychic connection that Martha has with Tyler will fade away soon. I'm actually planning on Layla being close to him - as the older sibling and all.
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And you're welcome for the Beta - any time!