Yet Still More Dialogs 1/1; the Doctor, Donna; G

[scarfman]

Title: Yet Still More Dialogs 1/1
Author: scarfman
Characters/Pairing: the Doctor, Donna
Rating: G
Setting/Spoilers: Season 2008, episode one
Disclaimer: This work is derivative of property of the BBC. No profit shall be made and no market of the owner(s) is infringed upon.
Betareader: qtrhorserider
Summary: Good for each other.
I thought I should stop only writing Donna in combination with Martha. Some dialog swiped from a previous story since retconned by the screen source (Why reinvent the wheel?). Latest in a set of dialog-highlights-only stories.
crossposted scarfman dwfiction marriedonmars

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The Doctor took the corner on his outside heel and ducked quickly into the entryway of the nearest shop on the new street. He didn't notice what was displayed in the windows, only that the shop's name was written in pretentious, flowery script. Now if only no one came out the door while he was waiting for his pursuer(s) to pass by -

Someone came out.

"Donna!" cried the Doctor.

"Martian boy!" Donna responded. She was fashionably dressed, by the standards of the time anyway, and was carrying three shopping bags, one with the same logo as on the window of this shop.

"Call me by my name!" He had a moment of involuntary identification with the Master.

"I don't know your name!"

"I'm the Doctor, you know that!"

"That's not a name!"

An orange energy bolt struck the doorframe behind them. "Back inside!!" shouted the Doctor.

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"Rose was brilliant. I never connected with anyone the way I did with Rose. Part of that was the Time War. Rose was the first I asked along in the wake of the last battle. Before that I'd always kept a distance with my traveling companions. Never before having been the last of my people, you see. One may choose not to return home with great determination, but it becomes a different thing when one couldn't go home if one did want to.

"But Rose ... oh, Rose was fantastic. Here's this shopgirl who's just been chased into a lift by shop dummies, and instead of panicking like your everyday stupid ape she's standing there desperately trying to figure out how it can be. To understand. No dummy, she.

"Rose made me want to live again," the Doctor said simply.

"Oi!" Donna punched him in the shoulder. "And this -" Punch. "- after she got you over your trauma -" Punch. "- is how you honor her memory?" Punch. "- By moping about her -" Punch. "- instead?"

"Owww!"

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"Come with me, Donna."

"Doctor ... I can't." Donna was embarrassed, or ashamed, as if she'd been caught stealing or naked. "The things you get up to ... they're scary. You're scary."

"Exactly. I ought to have someone. You said so, you knew it the first time we met. And you were right."

"Can't you find someone else?"

"I did." His face lost all expression but he didn't stop meeting her eyes. "I drove her off."

"Oh and that's supposed to persuade me is it?"

"We parted friends." He flashed her a mobile phone, then returned it to his jacket inside breast pocket. "She promised she'd call."

"I ... I can't. I'm just a middle aged office worker, Doctor."

The Doctor nodded, and dropped his eyes. He stepped into the TARDIS. After a moment its engines began to sound.

"Doctor!" burst from her. She ran up to the TARDIS as it started to fade and pounded on the door. "Doctor!!"

Instantly the Doctor had opened the door, nearly getting knuckles in his sternum for his trouble. "Yes? What is it?"

Donna swallowed once or twice, and raised her index finger. "One trip."

He grinned a grin of a thousand suns. "One trip."

"One trip, and you take me straight back home again."

"Your wish is my command, Miss Noble!" the Doctor stepped inside with his arm out, ushering her in.

"Ms. Noble, thank you very much," said Donna, reentering the TARDIS. "Somewhere nice. With a spa, like. And posh food. And tell me your bloomin' name."

"Oh, that's easy. I'm -" The Doctor shut the door, and the TARDIS disappeared.

fin

Comments

[honorh.livejournal.com]

I love the middle section. The Doctor needs someone to beat on him a bit once in a while, at least until he gets his head on straight. Ya don't honor Rose's memory by moping, Doc! She'd whup you herself if she knew.

[spastasmagoria.livejournal.com]

i believe in doctor abuse. it should be perpetrated as often as possible.

[hergrace.livejournal.com]

Again -- terrific dialog. And I like Donna working like mad to bring him to his senses. One small quibble (may have been brought up elsewhere): TenDoc never refers to humans as "stupid apes". I enjoy these. Please keep them coming.

[scarfman]

Thanks for the heads-up. But I didn't put the phrase "stupid apes" in his mouth out of failure to realize he's stopped using it since he regenerated last. I did it because he's relating his thoughts from an incident before then.

Thanks for reading.

[elliptic-eye.livejournal.com]

Turning the "one trip only" thing around on him was genius, and so, so Donna.

[scarfman]

Thanks. That bit wrote itself, actually. One of the advantages of writing fanfiction is that the characters do much of the gruntwork for you.

[fey-spirit.livejournal.com]

Loved the middle bit, and the last line of the third.