Doctor Who AU in which Rose is the Doctor and John Smith is her human companion. Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Four ~ Part Five ~ Part Six ~ Part Seven. And now I’ve officially circled back around to the initial drabble and graphic, where this entire AU began — at the end.
It takes the Doctor twenty days to find the perfect sun. Just the right density, with the proper balance of transuranium elements. Iron to argon to vanadium to cobalt, all in perfect proportions. She establishes an elliptical orbit, begins siphoning particles to send a signal. Leans over the comm panel on the console, pushes a button, and says one word: “John.”
She repeats the process twelve hours later.
And again, the next day.
It will take a while, for the message to get through.
He’ll follow, though – her clever John, he’ll figure it out quickly enough. Trace the signal. Do whatever he must to follow her voice, to reach her.
She doesn’t sleep – hasn’t slept in nearly a month. It’s a long time, even for a Time Lord who doesn’t require rest like other species. But she can’t stand to go into her room, because her sheets still smell like him, human musk, his sweat and his body. She can’t change them, she can’t sleep on them, she spends her days in the console room. Curls up on the captain’s bench. Plaits her blond locks into elaborate braids, unplaits it, plaits it again. Opens the TARDIS doors, stares at the burning ball of gas outside, watches it grow smaller by minute increments as she siphons its elements away.
Finally, three days later, it’s time.
