𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙛 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 ✧ 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 Ⅱ [✓]

The Doctor, The Widow, And The Wardrobe Pt. 4

"The stars are going inside her. She's taking the whole forest" Lily says as the Doctor and {Y/N} run in.

"Oh, this is marvellous. Oh, this is really quite wonderful" it then ends a short time later.

"Madge? Are you all right? Talk to me. Madge, can you hear me?" {Y/N} asks.

"Yes, I can hear you. I'm perfectly fine, thank you."

"Fine? You've got a whole world inside your head" the Doctor says.

"I know! It's funny, isn't it? One can't imagine being a forest, then suddenly one can. How remarkable."

"You're ok? She's ok?" the Doctor asks, the queen puts her hand on Madge's shoulder.

"She is strong."

"Ooo. That wasn't me. This is all really rather clever, isn't it?"

"She's strong? She's strong? Ooo, stupid me. Stupid old Doctor. Do you get it, Cyril?"

"No."

"Lily, you do, don't you?"

"No."

"{Y/N}?"

"Oh yeah, I get it."

"Think about it. Weak and strong. It's a translation. Translated from the base code of nature itself. You and I, Cyril, we're weak. But she's female. More than female, she's mum. How else does life ever travel? The Mothership" the Doctor says, the dome detaches itself from the tower and rises into the air.

"What's happening?" Lily asks.

"No idea. Do what we do. Hold tight and pretend it's a plan" {Y/N} says, the dome zooms off into space.

"This is amazing," the Doctor says.

"Where are we?"

"Technically, we're not anywhere. We've flown into the Time Vortex. You've got what you wanted. Those idiots down there can burn your old home and you'll be safe out here. But these people helped you, and they're in our protection. Now help them. How do we get home?" {Y/N} asks.

"Think."

"Sorry? What?" the Doctor asks.

"She must only think."

"Madge, did you hear that? You said it, but did you hear it? You've got to think" the Doctor says.

"Think what?"

"Think of home. Just picture it, feel it! You have to really feel it. Can you do that? Your mind is controlling this vessel. You can fly us all back for Christmas" {Y/N} says.

"My head is full of trees, Caretaker. Can't you fly us home?"

"I don't have a home to think of. And between you and me, I'm older than I look and I can't feel the way you do, not anymore. And you really need to feel it, Madge. Everything about home that you miss until you can't bear it. Until you almost burst" {Y/N} says.

"Till it hurts? Is that what you mean, Caretaker? Till it hurts?"

"Yes. Yes" Madge takes the telegram from her coat pocket.

"Well then, home in time for Christmas!"

"What's happening? Where are we going?" Lily asks.

"Show them! Show them! Ha! The Time Vortex. Your mother is flying a forest through the Time Vortex. Be a little impressed. What are you going home for? What's pulling you there? Please, try. Please, think" {Y/N} says, an image of Reg holding a baby, of him in his uniform waving goodbye.

"Reg!"

"Daddy!" Cyril shouts.

"My Reg!" images of the family playing in the garden, birthdays.

"That's it, focus on Reg. Be careful, but focus on him" {Y/N} says.

"Oh, I don't know."

"How did you meet? You and Reg. Tell me how you met."

"He followed me home. I worked in the dairy. He always used to follow me home."