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The Last of Our Kind

Word Count: 1906

Pairings: 10th Doctor x Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff

A/N: Request from @imaginesfire, and hello everyone! Contrary to popular belief I am in fact still alive lol, I've missed you all!

Summary: That little spike in energy, that small blip that hardly lasted a minute. It was such a small reading, something the TARDIS only picked up every so often. It really shouldn't bother him as much as it did. But then one day the signal stayed, and the answer wasn't anything like he expected.

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"Doctor, what's this blinking thing on the screen?"

The Doctor glanced up at his companion, who stared at the small monitor on the control console. He didn't need to look to know exactly what she was talking about. That annoying reading, that'd given him a great many headaches. There one minute and gone the next. He'd stop looking when it did appear.

Of course, Donna didn't know any of that, and her inquisitive demeanor had him acknowledging that inconvenient dot once more. Of course Donna, being the stubborn human she was, didn't pay any mind to his silence, repeating her question once more, a bit louder this time.

"Doctor, what's this dot mean?"

"Just a blip." He sighed dismissively, turning a dial.

Donna made a face as the TARDIS 

jerked, and she leaned against the console as she placed a hand on her hip.

"I can see that, I asked what it means, you dolt." She huffed.

She didn't miss the slight twitch in his eye as he muttered an answer under his breath, flipping a small switch. Donna stood up straighter, frowning a bit.

"What?"

"I don't know!" The Doctor repeated, louder, with more irk.

"You don't know?" Donna snorted, convinced he was joking, until she noticed how hard he was trying to ignore her.

"You're serious? Mister, I know everything in the universe? You really don't know?"

The Doctor said nothing, and Donna looked back towards the blip on the screen, blinking steadily.

"Is it something dangerous?" She asked.

No answer, although when had that ever deterred her before?

"Something exciting?"

The Doctor sighed, turning his attention to the very talkative red head in his company.

"It doesn't matter, it'll be gone soon. A glitch."

Donna couldn't help but smile when she saw how frustrated it seemed to make him.

"You don't know, and that just eats you up, doesn't it? Why not find out then?"

"It doesn't stay long enough to get a lock on it. Why must you ask so many questions about it?"

Donna sighed, motioning to the screen with irritation.

"Because the bloody thing won't stop blinking, it's downright annoying."

The Doctor froze, quickly pushing Donna out of the way to look at the screen himself.

"It's still there..."

"Yeah, I just said that, didn't I? Have you got space dust in your ears?"

"Donna, it's still there, why is it still there? It's never still here."

It was a wonder the Doctor didn't feel the exasperation rolling off her.

"You're the alien, you tell me."

And then he was grinning, that grin that promised trouble, the one that always made Donna wish she'd worn better shoes for running.

~

You hadn't actually meant to stop on this planet, at least not during this particular moment in time. Although there wasn't anything wrong with this time, it just wasn't the date you were hoping for. You stepped out of your time machine, although now it more resembled a small shop, nestled between some substantial larger buildings.

"How quaint, I rather like this look." You smiled, studying the exterior before turning to continue on your way.

You were about halfway down the street and nearly out of the small village when you heard a faint vworp noise. You paused a moment, glancing back towards your disguised shop. But it didn't move, it wasn't drifting or even fading, and you never left the brakes on when it wasn't in park. That wasn't to say you didn't occasionally forget, which is why you knew that sound. Of course, that begged the question.

If it wasn’t your TARDIS, who's was it?

~

The first thing The Doctor noticed when he stepped out was the lack of buildings. He distinctly remembered there being large cities the last time he visited. Although that was many years in the future. When Donna stepped out, though, she was wearing a rather large sun hat, humorous enough to make The Doctor give her a second glance.

"What have you got on your head?"

"We're in the country! This sun is damaging, I'm protecting my youthful glow."

"It's awful." He said bluntly.

"It's cute." Donna disagreed, a little aggressively.

The Doctor opened his mouth to make a comment on the human specie's need for maintaining appearances, but then he noticed the girl circling his TARDIS and he paused to stare. Donna frowned, turning her head to look at what had grabbed his attention.

"Look at this color, I love this shade of blue!"

You paid no mind to the two people openly staring at you. The strange appearance of this TARDIS captivated your attention, and you ran your fingers over the blue wood.

"Oi! What're you doing?" Donna called, crossing her arms.

You finally turned your attention to them, words briefly failing you when you saw the size of the hat on her head.

"That's very lovely...very... uh, very big?"

"Like the hats the New New Yorkers used to wear during their not so great height of fashion." The Doctor chuckled.

"Oh that was a dreadful era, I skipped it, remember those coats that looked like they were made of pool noodles?" You laughed.

The Doctor snorted, grimacing at the memory.

"But the hats, oh goodness, those awful things."

Donna grumbled a little, taking the hat off her head, tossing it to the ground.

"Alright, I can take a hint! You tasteless species can enjoy each other's company!"

The Doctor frowned when she began to walk off towards the small village.

"Where are you going?" He called after her.

"To buy a decent sized hat!"

You took her place beside the tall man, watching her ginger hair disappear into the crowd of people on the streets.

"I like her spunk."

The Doctor glanced at you from the corner of his eye, and you gave him a grin, before returning to your inspection of his ship.

"It's very out of place here, isn't it? A blue box in an open field. Is the chameleon circuit out?"

You received no reply, he was too stunned to say anything.

"You could fix it."

The provoked a response, a rather defensive one.

"What's wrong with the police box? You don't like it? I like it."

You turned your head to look at him, smiling a bit.

"Then leave it be, if you like it, what everyone else thinks doesn't matter. It's your TARDIS after all."

That caught his attention, and he seemed ready to bombard you with questions about your uncanny knowledge. Until your eyes widened, and you were speaking before he could get a single syllable out.

"You're the blip on my screen!" You accused, pointing a finger at him.

He sputtered a bit before pointing back at you, all his questions forgotten.

"No, no. You're the blip on my screen!"

You shook your head, and he pulled out a strange looking device, scanning you with it.

"Is that a sonic?"

The Doctor didn't reply, too shocked to say anything, standing there in complete disbelief.

"You're a Time Lord..."

"I like yours, mine's seen better days." You hummed, pulling out a sonic of your own, although yours was in a bit of disrepair.

You attempted to show him, but your carefree smile disappeared when you saw the look he was giving you. The pain in his eyes, the way he stared at you as if you'd simply vanish.

"How are you here? How did you escape the war?"

You didn't answer, instead holding out your hands to him. He looked at it confused, and you wiggled your fingers a bit.

"Well, come on, don't leave me hanging here."

After a brief moment of hesitation, he placed his hands in yours, and you guided his hands to your temples.

"Go ahead. It's a long story, it'll be quicker this way."

He looked apprehensive for a few seconds before the familiar pressure of someone shifting through your memories began to give you a headache. You blocked off memories you didn't want him to see, memories he didn't need to know about. When he finally got his answers, finally pulled his hands back, he was satisfied, and you were left rubbing your temples to embed the growing headache.

"The end of the universe, must have been very lonely." It was all the comfort he offered.

You laughed lightly, giving him a gentle smile.

"Not as lonely as thinking you were the last."

He grinned, putting his hands in the pockets of his trench coat as he rocked on his heels a bit.

"Poked around a bit in my mind too, did you?"

"Using telepathy is like using a door, it can go both ways."

His smile widened.

"You've been a pain in my ass for months you know, popping up on my screen, my monitor beeps, loudly." You scolded him, although your gleeful smile didn't match your tone.

"Me!? You've been showing up on mine for years! Couldn't get a lock on you though, you blink out my time too fast."

"Well of course! There's so much to see, how could I stay in one place for long? So little time to travel it all, or perhaps too much time."

He grinned, eager to talk to you, to hear your adventures. You rocked back and forth on your feet, rambling on, as he hung on to every word.

"Have you ever been to Midnight? I heard about this one passenger, he saved a shuttle that was heading to the falls but never made it. I've been meaning to go but haven't yet, don't think I will now though."

~

The two of you had begun to talk, sitting in front of his TARDIS on the grass. Exchanging stories of the adventures and misadventures each of you had. Although his sounded far grander than your own.

"Well isn't this a lovely sight, here you two are, on your butts while I've been on my feet all day. Lazy sort aren't you?"

Donna's voice caught both of yours attention, and The Doctor scrambled to his feet.

"Donna! Meet Y/N! She's a Time Lord! Or Lady, I suppose." The Doctor proudly introduced you with a little Ta-Da motion.

"Oh, I'm fine with either really." You said as you stood to your feet as well, albeit more gracefully than the Doctor had.

"You mean she's one of you?"

The Doctor nodded.

"Great, just what the universe needs, more of you. You don't go around kidnapping brides too, do you, Martian girl?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, looking a little confused.

"I'm not... I'm not a martian, we're-"

The Doctor made a face, motioning for you not to start that particular argument. Donna ignored your interrupted protest, glancing around.

"Where's your box, then?" She asked.

You couldn't help but laugh lightly as the Doctor scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"They don't all look like that, his circuit is broken."

Your eyes suddenly lit up, and you began to walk towards the town.

"But you've got to see what it disguised it's as this time! I love it! I'm considering breaking my circuit as well!"

For a moment, the two of them watched you walk off, before beginning to trail behind you. Donna nudged the Doctor as they walked, giving him a sly look.

"You seem happy space man, planning on following her over the universe for a while?"

The Doctor smiled, watching you ramble on, using your hands to emphasize your words, a pep in your step.

"Ah, well... maybe for a bit."

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Seven Year Ache- 10th doctor x timelord! reader

Decided to write this using one of my favorite songs. I hope you love it as much as I do. <3 -A

You act like you were just born tonight

Face down in a memory but feeling all right

So, who does your past belong to today?

Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way.

The Doctor stood in silence once again, as he always did around this time.

It took everything in you not to walk over and beg him to tell you where his minds eye had taken him, what it was that made him so somber so suddenly.

But you knew it wasn’t your place to ask.

Sure you had known him for a few decades now, but that didn’t mean he was obliged to tell you everything.

Instead you watched as he stared downwards, mindlessly fiddling with a spinning component of the Tardis console.

You sometimes wondered if he felt like he was drowning, facedown in a memory, struggling to get out.

Still, you stood. Watching silently, until he let in a loud sigh and turned to wonder down the Tardis hallways.

Girls in the bars thinking who is this guy?

But they don't think nothing when they're telling you lies.

You look so careless when they're shooting that bull.

Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full?

You sat at the bar, sipping an alien cocktail.

Watching across the room, you saw the Doctor, oh sweet, sweet innocent doctor, playing a game of pool with some scantily dressed alien women.

You watched as they made overly exaggerated moves to only touch the doctors chest, or his hand, or arm, or-

You watched as one women roughly tugged on his arm, causing him to miss the shot he had lined up. He turned to face her as she began to bat her eyelashes and speak softly. His eyes widened, whatever she told him must have been quite interesting. She led him to a small sofa, lightly pushing him to sit as she sat VERY, closely beside him. Her hand resting on his thigh suggestively. He, of course, noticed none of this. Too intrigued by whatever apparent lies she was feeding him.

He suddenly leant back, and laughed loudly. Placing a hand to her shoulder in a friendly manner. You felt a sting in your hearts. Why couldn’t that be you?

And everybody's talking but you don't hear a thing

You're still uptown on your downhill swing

The boulevard's empty, why don't you come around?

Baby, what is so great about sleeping downtown?

You stood dressed in pompous victorian fashioned clothing, watching the people scurry to and fro. You looked around, trying to find the doctor in the large crowd of bustling people.

Holding your drink closely, you began to push through the large obnoxious crowd looking for any sign of your Doctor. 

Across the grand ballroom, you saw him standing, talking with the heiress. One of his hands shoved in his suit pocket, seemly searching for something. You watched as he pulled out a small trinket of some sort, showing it off proudly, as the small crowd around him stood and watched in awe. You remembered when he used to be that excited to show you something, telling you to wait as he frantically searched for the item, before proudly showing it to you. Eyes full of what you thought to be love, you now considered that notion foolish.

Many hours after the party had concluded, the bad guy aliens stopped, and the band headed home, you walked out alone to the Tardis. She had parked herself by an old bookstore, a few blocks from the grand ballroom. You solemnly strolled down the empty cobblestone streets, hearing nothing other than the quiet clicking of your shoes. 

The doctor had wanted to stay to speak with a few guests, of course you had said it was fine. But now, as you walked alone, down foggy silent streets, your dress torn and in some places blood decored, you almost wished you had spoken your distain. 

You remember when he used to be so worried about you, fussing over even the smallest paper cut. Maybe it was selfish, but you just wanted to feel that love you thought you once had. 

As you approached the Tardis, your hand reaching for the door, you heard her quiet murmur of concern. 

“Don’t worry about me. I'll be okay.”

There's plenty of dives to be someone you're not

Just say you're looking for something you might have forgot

He stood by the two flight captains, his hands racing across the control keys.

You stood across the room, watching quietly as he told stories of the many ships he had piloted, and how he considered himself to be quite experienced. 

Your friend Captain Jack Harkness, walked in your direction.

Standing beside you he turned his eyes towards the doctor, before he spoke quietly.

“I know that look, what is it?” 

You shook your head, donning a small smile.

“Nothing J. Im fine.” 

He looked down, his expression going unnoticed to your distant eyes.

“Now you and I both know thats not true. You have to say something. If you don't, the issue might never be resolved.” 

You turned to look at him, only to see he was gone.

Don't bother calling to say you're leaving alone

'Cause there's a fool on every corner when you're trying to get home

You couldn’t do it anymore. You couldn’t sit and watch him laugh and talk to all those women. You knew he was just being friendly, but you thought after your conversation he’d understand.

You had taken Jack's advice, and told the Doctor how you felt. That you felt alone and neglected. He had frowned and pulled you into a hug, apologizing and wanting to make it up to you. 

He had taken you to the planet of love. 

Ironic.

You knew he meant well, and you did love the pink and purple clouds. 

Not to mention, the pink tinted rays of sun that coated the bright pastel world below.

But as you watched the women who were native to this planet, their hair flowing down past their ankles effortlessly, their dresses flowing gracefully, despite there being no wind near, and their glowing complexion and bright eyes, you felt inferior.

Sure, timelord women held a beauty of their own, but having possessed this for many years, it felt small and unimportant to these ethereal women.

Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache

See what else your old heart can take.

He stood, regret cascading from him in waterfalls as he read the note you had left.

After speaking to the native women of the planet, he had the perfect first date idea, that is, if you shared his feelings.

But now, it was all deemed pointless. 

Looking down once more at the already tear stained page, he realized just how foolish he had been.

So determined he was, to be as impressive and as desirable as he could, it had only ruined it all.

You had left nothing but a note, stuck to the console with a small patch of tape.

Explaining that you just couldn’t stay. Seeing him with other women made you realize just how stupid your hope of your feelings returned were. You knew he deserved better than what you could offer, and you couldn’t bare the thought of holding him back from what he was seeking.  

He of course, knew it all was in vain. He had loved and adored you since he’d first seen you, wanting nothing more than to call you his. But his childish fear had let him lose you.

A sudden determination set across his features as he threw the paper to the ground, and began running around the console. Flipping switches and turning knobs.

He was going to get you back, and he was going to tell you everything he hadn’t before.

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I loved writing this, let me know if any of you would be interested in more 'song-fits' in the comments.

Thanks for stopping by- A.

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