An Unexpected Reunion (with ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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Dec. 28th, 2014 09:50 pmfinally_gingerEven Time Lords can suffer from exhaustion.
Or so it would seem.
The Doctor felt as if she'd be laying in the same spot in the console room for days. She probably had.
It all had started out as a regular refuel in Cardiff. The Doctor had popped out long enough to fetch a bottle of pop and a banana-- which, strangely, had recently become her new thing-- and suddenly, she ended up face-to-face with Kate Stewart and a few members of UNIT.
It was always nice to see Kate, the daughter of one of her oldest friends, but sadly, she'd known, just as the first meeting, it was not a social call. During their first meeting, not only had she discovered that The Brigadeer had passed away, but Kate had stolen Jack Harkness's vortex manipulator right out from under his nose. A rogue member of her team had then taken it and started wreaking havoc. The Doctor had had to stop the man, and after a lengthy argument with her friend's only child, she'd taken the vortex manipulator herself. It was bad enough Jack had been cavorting around with that technology, but leaving it in possession of UNIT would have been a huge mistake. It wasn't that she didn't trust Kate with such a sensitive piece of equipment, she didn't trust anyone else.
Apparently Kate was still angry with her, and felt The Doctor owed her something, which is why she came to her, asking for help. There were three Sontarans running about, making utter fools of themselves, and they proved utterly nasty when meeting The Doctor in her new form. Of course, they were automatically more superior, simply because she was female, but in the end, she had bested them, as usual, and sent them on their way.
The battle had worn The Doctor out, and she had a few cuts and scrapes to show for it, including one under her eye. But she knew she'd be just fine. She always was.
She let out a sigh as she sat up, and nodded, to the only company she ever allowed herself to have.
"I know, old girl. Time for us to be moving on." She moved to stand. "But first... I've got to get myself another bottle of pop."
The Tardis started arguing with her in her head, and The Doctor rolled her eyes. "Oi! Don't jinx me! Just because I was interrupted last time doesn't mean it'll happen again! Do shut up, will you?"
She shook her head, backing her way out of her Tardis, making sure to lock up on her way out.
Or so it would seem.
The Doctor felt as if she'd be laying in the same spot in the console room for days. She probably had.
It all had started out as a regular refuel in Cardiff. The Doctor had popped out long enough to fetch a bottle of pop and a banana-- which, strangely, had recently become her new thing-- and suddenly, she ended up face-to-face with Kate Stewart and a few members of UNIT.
It was always nice to see Kate, the daughter of one of her oldest friends, but sadly, she'd known, just as the first meeting, it was not a social call. During their first meeting, not only had she discovered that The Brigadeer had passed away, but Kate had stolen Jack Harkness's vortex manipulator right out from under his nose. A rogue member of her team had then taken it and started wreaking havoc. The Doctor had had to stop the man, and after a lengthy argument with her friend's only child, she'd taken the vortex manipulator herself. It was bad enough Jack had been cavorting around with that technology, but leaving it in possession of UNIT would have been a huge mistake. It wasn't that she didn't trust Kate with such a sensitive piece of equipment, she didn't trust anyone else.
Apparently Kate was still angry with her, and felt The Doctor owed her something, which is why she came to her, asking for help. There were three Sontarans running about, making utter fools of themselves, and they proved utterly nasty when meeting The Doctor in her new form. Of course, they were automatically more superior, simply because she was female, but in the end, she had bested them, as usual, and sent them on their way.
The battle had worn The Doctor out, and she had a few cuts and scrapes to show for it, including one under her eye. But she knew she'd be just fine. She always was.
She let out a sigh as she sat up, and nodded, to the only company she ever allowed herself to have.
"I know, old girl. Time for us to be moving on." She moved to stand. "But first... I've got to get myself another bottle of pop."
The Tardis started arguing with her in her head, and The Doctor rolled her eyes. "Oi! Don't jinx me! Just because I was interrupted last time doesn't mean it'll happen again! Do shut up, will you?"
She shook her head, backing her way out of her Tardis, making sure to lock up on her way out.
