The Girl of Time (Doctor Who Fan-fiction)

Chapter 65

Fine. I lied. I didn't just up and leave that night.

I mean, I did...sort of. Technically, I jumped continents. I needed to rest before teleporting the awful distance back home. Not to mention I was still rather upset with how the night had unfolded. All in all, I was not well. So, angry, freezing, and tired, I went to the only person I could turn to at that moment.

"It's too late for this." Alyssa grumbled, her harsh whisper echoing through her living room. She barely had her eyes open as she spoke.

"I don't care." I said, ignoring her passive plea for me to leave. "Besides, I brought snacks."

"A loaf of bread is not a snack, Bree." She said, rubbing her forehead. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, I just spent the past six hours roaming dark, scary fields all alone. Sue me, I'm cold."

"You're not a cat." She argued. "You don't get to yell outside my window and expect me to let you in."

"You did, though." I glanced towards her staircase. "are your...parental units home?"

"Yes." She answered. "They should be asleep. But keep your voice down."

I let out a shaky sigh, turning to look out the window. There was nothing to look at, it was still too dark. "It doesn't matter. I'm not staying long."

"Then tell me...what are you doing here?" She yawned, glanced at the analog clock beside her, and yawned harder. "What were you doing roaming a field? Where were you?"

"In Sheffield, I guess." I shrugged.

"Where's that?"

"I'm not sure." I answered. "Somewhere up north...over there." I waved my hand to the side. Alyssa wasn't the only one not functioning at full capacity.

"Okay, then what were you doing in a field in Sheffield?"

"It wasn't just a field." I said. "I searched like...a dozen of them. Well, maybe more than that. Well—" I counted off on my finger. "Yeah. Thirteen. Thirteen fields."

"So...what? I'm assuming you had some sort of reason."

"Yeah, about that..." I trailed off, avoiding Alyssa's gaze. I slid the vase on the coffee table over two inches so it was centered. "I can't find the Doctor."

Alyssa shifted her weight, leaning farther back on the couch. "Well, that's a new one. I didn't know that was possible."

I shrugged again. "Surprise."

"But he's like...everywhere and nowhere at any moment in time." Alyssa said. "You're both time travelers. There's no way you can't find him."

I held my head in my hands. "You don't get it." I whispered. "Of course, if I wanted to find the Doctor, I could. Our time streams are so screwed up, I could call him and he could answer three hundred years from now. We're two tangled strands of time, and I somehow snagged the end of his string."

"The metaphors are less than helpful." Alyssa said, frowning.

"I think the Doctor regenerated." I said. "I tracked him down the best I could, but I don't know what he looks like. It's like he's just...gone." I looked up. "Also, I stumbled upon a dead body and a homeless woman followed me around for ten minutes." I clasped my hands together. "I had a rough time."

"Huh." Alyssa said. "So, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know. I gave up." I sighed. "I'm going home, I just thought I'd stop by while I was...in the neighborhood. Anyway." I sniffed. "I'm gonna go. Sorry I woke you up."