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FIC: The Noble Girl: Jenny (6/6)

Title: Jenny
Series: The Noble Girl – A New Who Rewrite
Rating: T
Author: tkel_paris
Summary: The lives of a blonde teenage shop girl and her boyfriend are transformed forever when someone called the Doctor saves her life. Only...the girl isn't Rose Tyler. Written for cassikat's birthday.
Disclaimer: Hugely AU. So no, I own nothing.
Dedication: cassikat, of course. Happy birthday, my friend! :D Also tardis-mole for the major help with the earlier drafts, and bas_math_girl for the final polishing advice. Love you both! (blows a big kiss)
Author's Extensive Opening Note: This idea was floating around in my head because I thought that a certain character looked more like another character than the one who was her (sole) parent in canon. And I know cassikat wanted a Nine story without Rose. So we both get our wish here! :D

It's easy to get the idea of taking a character and putting them into a different family situation. So, take one character from the Whoverse, transform the circumstances of her birth into something normal (or as normal as one can get in DW), and give her a different family. What do you get? Possibly this story. If you eliminate one other character.

I spent a lot of time watching “Rose” to get this right. For the first time that I can remember. May I say, imagining this instead made the watching more enjoyable. I don't think I would've become interested in New Who based off of “Rose.” I didn't see anything about her to engage my interest – beyond the human sense of wanting someone in danger to be okay.

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5

Dear Readers, I want you to pretend that this is the start of New Who. That this is actually an episode you're watching – with added details about the characters' thoughts and respective backstories. Suspend what you know about New Who whenever possible, and pretend there are several big mysteries to be explored later on in the series. Make your comments as though you just “watched” for the first time, and see as the series progresses what you're able to accurately guess/predict. :D

This is actually more interesting to me because a certain someone auditioned to play Rose Tyler. I didn't know that until I told one of my friends about this idea. :D

Chapter 6: Seeing Them Off

The three ran across London Bridge towards the Eye, ignoring the light traffic on the street. Jenny was grinning as much as the Doctor. She loved running. Even with the dire threat and the uncertainty of her great-granddad's fate, this was sort of fun! The only thing that could make it better was if Mickey could find something to enjoy about it. Although it might be too big an ask for him under the circumstances.

Well, and Great-Grandy and Mum being there, too. He to add to the joy, her being the voice of reason.

They soon came to a halt at the foot of the Eye. “Think of it,” the Doctor continued explaining while Mickey caught his breath. “Plastic, all over the world. Every artificial thing waiting to come alive. The shop window dummies, the phones, the wires, the cables...”

Jenny flinched. Words tumbled out quickly. “Artificial joints and heart valves, tracheotomy tubes, otstomy tubes, even replacement skulls, protheses, epilepsy and fibrillation implants, stents..."

Mickey blanched. “Computers, mobiles, wheelie-bins, cars...”

The breast implants,” Jenny added, blanching as she thought of a few of her gran's Wednesday Girl friends. Her mum considered some of them honourary aunts. If the implants came alive... there would be a new meaning to 'boobs on the run'!

The Doctor nodded. “Still, we've found the transmitter. The Consciousness must be somewhere underneath. See anything?”

Well,” Mickey grumbled loudly, “there's always a manhole around here, down to where the rainwater is channelled into the river. Are we going underground?”

That's the idea,” muttered the Doctor. “Any problems with that?”

Mickey decided there was no good answer to that one.

Jenny, looking around, noticed the entrance to a manhole at the foot of the embankment wall she decided to lean over. She noticed there was a red glow coming from it. “Down there, maybe?”

The Doctor ran to join her. He nodded as Mickey looked over. “Looks good to me.” He rushed down the stairs, barely letting them catch up. He took the lid off the manhole, and red light and smoke poured out.

Jenny and Mickey coughed. “Ugh!” he cried. “I've smelled locker rooms more pleasant than that!”

Undeterred, the Doctor climbed down the ladder underground. Not wanting to be left behind, Jenny and Mickey followed him. They found themselves in a slightly cramped chamber. Some chains hung from the ceiling to attachments on the lower parts of the walls. It might make anyone claustrophobic.

Before long, the Doctor opened a door to another chamber – glancing back at them to check that they still wanted to follow – and they went down some steps. The Doctor leaned against the railing and pointed to the huge, orange, wobbling mass in the middle of the chamber, filling the entire storm sump at the bottom.

Oh, my God!” Jenny gasped. Mickey was just silent.

The Nestene Consciousness, that's it, inside the vat.” He lowered his hand. “A living, plastic creature.”

Mickey looked at him beseechingly. “Well, then tip in your anti-plastic and let's go!”

He glared at him. “I'm not here to kill it. I've got to give it a chance.”

Tell me, Doctor.” Jenny's voice trembled as she tried to remain calm, but the words fell from her lips before she could think about the implications. She looked him right in the eye. “How many of those deaths you witnessed happened because someone was given a second chance and then squandered it?”

The Doctor paled slightly, but remained silent. She knew far more than she let on. He wanted to know how, but lacked the time.

He led them down some more steps. Then he leaned over the railings and addressed the Consciousness. “I seek audience with the Nestene Consciousness under peaceful contract. According to convention 15 of the Shadow Proclamation.”

Jenny and Mickey stared at the Consciousness wiggled around a lot more, even coming up a bit in a blob. “It's answering and he can understand it?” Mickey whispered in her ear.

Thank you,” the Doctor replied, as though he could find speech in what the couple heard as nonsense. “If I might have permission to approach.”

Jenny wanted to pace, but didn't want to attract attention. However, she spotted Wilf bound to a ledge, just as he spotted her. She instantly bolted down the stairs to him. The Doctor wanted to roll his eyes, but refrained. He trailed behind as Mickey followed Jenny.

Great-Grandy!” Jenny cried. She rushed to pull him to his feet, yanking the plastic bindings away and not caring that he stank. “You're alive!” Mickey was instantly at her side to help.

Wilf was basically unharmed, but in shock. Even as he returned the hug Jenny engulfed him in as soon as he was standing. “That thing down there, the liquid, Jenny - it can talk! It's another alien!”

Can we keep the domestics outside, thank you?” the Doctor called out as he walked by to approach as closely as he dared.

Jenny and Mickey both glared, Wilf stared in shock, but none of them could look away. What happened next could mean the difference between life and death for the world.

The Doctor approached the Plastic blob via the closest ledge. “Am I addressing the Consciousness?”

It roared and rumbled, rising even higher.

Thank you. If I might observe, you infiltrated this civilization by means of warp-shunt technology. So, may I suggest, with the greatest respect, that you shunt off?” He finished with a grin.

The plastic moved in what looked and sounded to Jenny like a negative manner. Not that she could blame it given how the Doctor acted.

Oh don't give me that! It's an invasion! Plain and simple! Don't talk about constitutional rights!”

The plastic reared what might have been its head. It reminded Jenny of an angry bull.

"I...am...talking!” The Doctor's tone had suddenly became harsh and bellowing, but then – after the Consciousness quieted a bit – switched again to something much calmer, catching his breath. “This planet is just starting. These stupid little people have only just learnt how to walk, but they're capable of so much more.”

Jenny could've sworn that he sounded rather fond of the Earth. But he had an odd way of showing it.

I'm asking you on their behalf - please, just go.”

As he spoke, two Autons approached from behind. “Doctor!” Jenny, Mickey and Wilf cried. But it was too late. The Autons grabbed him, and one of them pulled the anti-plastic vial out of his jacket pocket – stepping aside to show it to the Doctor while the other held him tightly.

That was just insurance!” the Doctor yelled. “I wasn't going to use it.” When the plastic seemed more angry, he continued in a rush. “I was not attacking you. I'm here to help. I'm not your enemy. I swear, I'm not!”

The Consciousness roared, more features appearing.

What do you mean?” the Doctor called out.

Jenny paled as the doors above him – and right on her level, several metres away – opened to reveal the TARDIS. “Oh, no!” she breathed.

The Doctor's voice gained panic. “Oh, oh no - honestly, no! Yes, that's my ship.” The plastic roared even louder. That's not true. I should know, I was there. I fought in the war - it wasn't my fault! I couldn't save your world! I couldn't save any of them!” He was all but shouting in a blind panic as his voice sank into emotion.

What's it doing?!” Wilf shouted as the Consciousness made a new sound.

It's the TARDIS!” the Doctor shouted back. “The Nestene has identified its superior technology - it's terrified! It's going to the final base. It's starting the invasion! Get out, Jenny! Mickey! Just leg it! Now!”

Jenny stared at the struggling Doctor while Mickey tugged at her arm. “Come on!”

She paled further as she remembered her gran was going to do some late night shopping with Mickey's mum.

In Town Centre, Sylvia Noble walked with her friend Jackie Winter. The former was venting about her granddaughter's life. “I told her she can get compensation. I got the form for her. Believe me, her mother would've been first to get it if she was in town.”

Jackie sighed. “Our little darlings don't look at the world the way we do. I can only imagine how Rose would've turned out had I been holding her when...” She always trailed off when she spoke of that day outside the church. It was supposed to be a happy day, and it ended in tragedy all the way around.

Sylvia touched her arm, sharing in the silent grief. She, too, knew the pain of losing a child. Jenny didn't know yet – Sylvia had asked Donna to not mention her memories. The two women quietly headed into the Queens Arcade shopping centre to get some shopping done and cheer themselves a bit.

A loud noise burst, and a blue electrical bolt – like lighting – went upward from the Nestene Consciousness, exploding part of the ceiling. “It's the activation signal!” the Doctor cried. “It's transmitting!”

The electric blue signal shot up to the Eye, gathering strength before it pulsed regularly out to every plastic thing in range.

Mickey shuddered. “It's the end of the world!”

Jenny dragged them to the TARDIS. These Autons might not be able to get in, but there was a shot she could. Only the doors didn't budge. She couldn't get a key now! She looked at the Doctor, and let go of Wilf's hand to try to help. But as the activation signal transmitted, part of the ceiling fell in – taking away the stairs that were the only unblocked path. And cut off their ability to get back up the stairs.

Inside the Queens Arcade, Clive walked with his wife and eldest son. His younger children were at friends' for the night. “There's no point creating a spreadsheet if you're going to spend summer money in winter months,” he told his wife in frustration.

Nearby, Jackie and Sylvia were coming down the escalator. They looked up when Caroline gasped loudly as she walked past a shop window and the dummy tapped the glass.

Oh my God!” Caroline cried. “I thought they were dummies! I nearly had a heart-attack!”

Sylvia looked carefully as all the dummies were doing the same. She paled as the morning's events seemed ready to repeat. “Everyone out! Now!” She grabbed Jackie's hand and dragged her away. Poor Jackie spluttered, trying to demand answers.

Clive watched the panicking blonde as his wife smiled appreciatively. But when the dummies punched their way through the glass, he grabbed his family's hands. “It's true. Everything I read, all the stories! It's all true!” He remembered Jenny Noble's words, and was going to escape. His wife and son screamed as he tugged them away before the dummies stepped out and opened fire.

He and his family barely escaped the barrage.

The Consciousness suddenly roared words understandable to human ears: “Time Lord!”

The Doctor, still being held hostage, couldn't believe that he was being ignored by a girl he thought was sensible. He ignored the Consciousness. “Get out, Jenny! Just get out! Run!”

Mickey tired desperately to get into the TARDIS. “We haven't got a key! We're gonna die!”

Jenny watched the Doctor struggle, meeting his panicking eyes with a determined gaze. She wasn't going to die without a fight! She looked around, and spotted a chain that attached far above to the ceiling. And it looked stable. She glanced back at the Doctor struggling to get to the Anti-Plastic, then grabbed an axe from the wall to work the chain loose.

Outside, Sylvia and Jackie found just as much chaos outside the shopping centre as inside. An army of dummies all but marched out of the doors. The two women ran down the road, ducking behind a car outside a wedding shop. Clive and his family ran in the other direction, seeking any kind of shelter.

Unfortunately, the dummies in the wedding shop's window punched through the glass. The women screamed and ran.

Mickey noticed Jenny's actions. “What are you doing? There's nothing you can do!”

Jenny ignored him and shrugged her purse off, tossing it to Wilf – who caught it out of habit. “I've got multiple university degrees that're worthless right now,” she declared as she carefully hacked at the binds holding the chain up.

The wedding dummies advanced on Sylvia and Jackie,backing them against a motionless taxi. Sylvia threw her bag at one, knocking it down. Jackie did the same at another. But the third held its arm out, threateningly.

Their respective pocket contents wouldn't carry enough weight to even unbalance the dummy. Even thrown at the same moment. They were trapped.

I'm good at too many things to settle on one focal point,” Jenny continued as she took hold of the freed chain.

The dummies raised their arms. Even Clive and his family were trapped. He clutched them to him. “Did my searching do this?” he whispered to the air, to anyone who might be listening.

Not that he expected an answer in this life.

Can't get a new job 'coz I'm overqualified for most things and others think I steal the answers...” Jenny muttered as she tested the strength carefully.

The hands of the dummy opened, revealing spaces where bullets could be released. And the ones Sylvia and Jackie knocked down were getting back up. The women clutched each other and closed their eyes, unable to scream.

No dad, and an unclear future,” Jenny added as she got into position for the best angle. “But in every gymnastics event growing up, except the ones I thought I had to throw, I got first place!”

Jenny!” Mickey and Wilf cried. But she ran and swung. The Doctor saw her intention, and changed his struggling to force the Auton holding him off-balance. With an expert kick, she knocked the Auton off the Doctor into the Nestene blob, and then the other with another kick. The anti-plastic vial fell with the second as she swung passed.

The Consciousness writhed and screamed as the Anti-Plastic leaked out. The electrical signal faded and vanished.

The Doctor was amazed. There was an incredible graceful and delicate elegance in her swinging method. Most humans would've looked crass and graceless. How did this one do it?! “Jenny!” He reached for her as she swung back.

But, using a twist to ensure she landed properly, she let go and landed herself without any help. “Second chances, Doctor?” she spat.

He ignored that and grinned, looking down at the writhing blob. “Now we're in trouble,” the Doctor said. The next instant, the Consciousness started to explode, causing explosions in the ceiling.

Jenny followed the Doctor up the stairs, running to meet the others. “But is the signal cut off?!”

Yes!” the Doctor shouted over the death throes as he raced to get them all inside the TARDIS.

The Autons stopped, suddenly twitching in a bizarre dance. Jackie and Sylvia opened their eyes warily, and their mouths dropped in surprise as the dummies all fell to the ground. The twitching lessened with every passing second.

Down the street, Clive and his family couldn't believe their luck. After a moment, they raced to get home.

Wilf stared in shock as the Doctor rushed over, unlocked the door. “How can this-?”

Just get inside!” the Doctor shouted as he opened the doors.

Mickey helped Wilf in, and the Doctor followed. Jenny took one last look at the dying Consciousness, shaking her head as she thought of the war that apparently destroyed so much. Of wasted chances and the damage war wrought. She closed the doors on the room and her thoughts. Neither was a good place to be at the moment.

As the TARDIS whooshed away, explosions racked the structure under the Eye of London.

The friends slowly stood, looking over the car in shock. One dummy was laying incongruously on its side, its head facing backwards with one leg elevated and twitching.

Jackie slowly turned to Sylvia. “How did you know there was trouble?” she breathed.

Sylvia was shaking. She couldn't even reach for her cell to check on her family. Let alone figure out how to explain things to her sometimes dim friend as the police arrived.

As the TARDIS flew quickly away and promptly landed, Wilf stared at his surroundings as the sight sunk in. “Oh, my! It's barmy! And it's wonderful!” He laughed in pure joy. “It's a she! She's alive!”

No longer surprised by the evident psychic abilities of the family, the Doctor strode to open the doors. “There we are! Outside again!”

Wilf ran out of the TARDIS and rushed around it, trying to reconcile what he saw with what he knew of how the universe worked.

Mickey stumbled out, legs shaking. “Don't scare me like that again!” he shouted at Jenny as she hurried after him.

Oi!” She swatted his arm. “Never said I wasn't frightened out of my mind!”

The Doctor stood grinning in the doorway of the TARDIS. “Nestene Consciousness?” He snapped his fingers. “Easy.”

Jenny scoffed. “You do realize that you'd be dead if it wasn't for me, don't you?!”

The Doctor liked her fire. Interesting combination of intelligence and innocence in this one. He nodded. “Yes, I would. Thank you. Right then! I'll be off!” Only he didn't move. He paused, contemplating his next act. It seemed like a no-brainer. Only he wasn't sure how she would react. “Unless, uh... I don't know... you could come with me.”

Jenny blinked in surprise, jaw dropping.

This box isn't just a London hopper, you know, it goes anywhere in the universe free of charge.” He looked very hopeful all of a sudden.

Excuse me?!” Jenny shouted. “I'm not even seventeen years old! What are you getting at?!”

I know your age,” he said, calm as you like. “I saw that form.”

Mickey stepped right up next to Jenny. “Don't! I know you think you can trust him, but I think you know it's not a good idea to go off alone with him. Especially after everything your mum went through.”

Jenny nearly turned sheet white.

The Doctor fixed an even stare at the young man. “I never said you weren't invited, Mickey.”

That shocked the young man into silence.

He flashed his manic grin. “You've got a good head on your shoulders, and you're protective of Jenny. That's a good thing. A precious girl like that could use people looking out for her.”

Oi!” Jenny was indignant over the presumption. “I'm not a defenseless weakling!”

He decided to not reply to that. “What do you think? You could stay here and fill your life with work and food and sleep, or you could go, uh... anywhere.”

She fixed a hard stare at him. “Or are you just trying to find out why I'm so weird?”

He shook his head. “Jenny, the TARDIS runs a basic scan of everyone who steps inside. She says you're a completely normal human. Nothing to indicate why. But I won't run any more comprehensive scans unless you consent to them. It's not important, and you're not weird. Don't let anyone tell you that ever again.”

She blinked over his words. She decided she'd focus on the scanning part later. More important was asking questions. “Is it always this dangerous?”

He hesitated, but knew she could see right through him. She'd already shown a knack for it. “Yeah.”

Jenny pursed her lips. “That 'filling life' thing you said? Well, I have family and they do need help. I'm missing a job and income now, and if I'm without one for long enough, that could hurt my future. Not to mention Mickey's – he's working on college right now. He's almost done. I'd miss my family if I went away, and we're all we've each got. There are little things about human life, Doctor, that I'd be completely selfish to ignore to travel with you. And I could compete in the Olympics this year. I'm not missing that! I've wanted it since I started gymnastics.”

He blinked. “Why would you want to compete when you're naturally more talented and skilled than the others?”

Jenny bristled, hating that she felt like she had to defend her dreams. “For me, it's the challenge of restraining myself. To appear just like everyone else. I want to prove that I can do that, and what better place to do it? I'm not missing the chance to win the gold and maybe lead my team to some medals!”

The Doctor almost pouted. He wanted her to come along. He hadn't felt this alive since before the Time War, and he wasn't ready to let it go.

Jenny narrowed her eyes. “Besides, why do you want us to come with you?”

That answer came much more slowly than Jenny expected. He looked very sad all of a sudden.

The Doctor finally found his voice. “I've been on my own for a long time. It gets lonely, and I need people to talk to. My spaceship, she's been my longest-running companion, but we both like having others around. And you just accepted that she's alive and has her own opinions. No one else – not even a companion from my own people – did that.”

Wait!” Mickey exclaimed. “You've had people travel with you before? What happened to them?!”

The Doctor shifted uncomfortably. “They've all left.”

Jenny blinked. “Left of their own volition?”

His eyes smarted, and he had to turn away a bit. Memories tried to overwhelm him. “Some did,” he softly admitted.

Her mouth wobbled over the evident deep hurt radiating off him. “Did any... die?”

The sad look in his eyes was all the answer they needed, but the silence was even worse.

Mickey cringed at the curious look in Jenny's eyes. “I don't like the sound of this, Jenny. And we could be really late for things we need to go to.”

Sensing he was losing the fight, he dropped his trump card. “By the way - did I mention, it also travels in time?”

Mickey and Wilf's jaws dropped at the Doctor's declaration.

He grinned again. “I can have you two back home any time you want.”

Jenny stared at him, thoughtful. “I figured that out when you mentioned the hordes of Genghis Khan had tried to get in.” Not the time to mention how much else she knew about his escapades.

The Doctor blinked, and frowned. “Oh, I hate when my thunder is stolen,” he grumbled. Then he sighed and shrugged. “What do you say? Besides, you're hiding your real intelligence and physical abilities here. You're something beyond what others can comprehend, and that's limited your options. With me, you won't have to hide. You can be yourself. And still be home to qualify and compete if you absolutely insist. I could even take you to see the first Olympics if you like.”

Her eyes widened. “Um...” It was suddenly much more tempting, but could she accept? “Do you know how much your pain and loneliness makes you seem... if you'll pardon the expression... human?”

The Doctor shifted uncomfortably.

Jenny shook her head. “Oh, that's nor the right word. Well, more like a regular person. Someone who needs a friend. Someone to help him, even stop him from going too far. To remember the good in life...”

The Doctor couldn't remember the last time his jaw went so slack. How was she figuring all this out?

Mickey felt his spirits sink. She was seriously considering it, and he was afraid of her decision. She was rarely indecisive for long.

Wilf touched Mickey's arm. “Son, she's only going to go if you're willing to go with her. And she's always wanted to reach for the stars. Can you deny her her wish? And doesn't the idea of seeing other worlds excite you a bit?!”

When he let himself think about it, Mickey did discover a bit of excitement. Of course, the shock of the day's events was enough to worry him and throw him off-kilter. But as a little boy, he had imagined flying through space in a rocket. Could he find it in him to say yes despite his fears?

Jenny looked into Wilf's eyes. “Are you sure, Great-Grandy?”

He nodded. “You go bring back just a little bit of the stars. That's all I ask. That and you both coming home safe.” He looked at the Doctor sharply and shook a finger at him. “You don't let anything happen to them! Ya hear me?!”

The Doctor nodded. “I give you my word, Wilfred Mott, that I will do everything in my power to bring them home safely.”

Jenny had a few hesitation points. “We need to get Mickey's car back. If it wasn't damaged by the Auton that replaced you,” she added to Wilf.

The Doctor sighed. He'd never had to make this big a sell of traveling in the TARDIS before! Then again, he'd never tried so hard to change someone's mind. He shrugged. “I can take you to the car, if you're concerned about your great-granddad getting home safely.”

Feeling like her next-to-last objection had been handled, Jenny tossed one more out. “We'll have to be back by tomorrow, eight in the morning, March 6 of 2004 – Common Era.”


Suddenly buoyed, Jenny beamed and turned to Mickey. Her smile fell a bit. “Well... what do you say?”

Mickey looked at her for a long moment. She really wasn't going to go without him, even though she badly wanted the experiences that the Doctor said he could offer. Sighing, he realised once again how easily he tended to give in to her puppy eye expression. Well, he thought, can't leave her alone with this mad alien with a weird box. He took a deep breath to steady himself. “Okay,” he agreed. “We'll go.”

She squealed, hugging him as tightly as she dared.

Mickey flinched, even as her hug made him smile. “I'm sure Java heard that one.”

She just giggled. Then she let go and linked hands with Mickey and and Wilf. “Come on!” she shouted, al-but dragging the two men with her as she ran for the TARDIS with a beaming smile.

Wilf laughed. His little dawn was going to the stars!

Not for the first time, Mickey followed because of her enthusiasm. He hoped as she led them inside the impossible box that it wasn't a mistake.

(imagine theme music and credits here – along with the spoilers for “The End of the World”)



( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
Aug. 12th, 2012 07:59 pm (UTC)
Oh my - even with this upbringing, she still loves the running :D

And what a way to bring the truth home to him - so many deaths because he gave someone a second chance. Still, maybe she'll figure out that after so much death he -has- to at least try to make sure people live. Even bad guys, unless they turn him down. (Although, with Jenny and Mickey along, I do have to wonder what's going to happen to the Gelth. And Gwenyth. But that's fic FAR down the road :D)

Hmmm, someone's going for the gold, huh? Let's hope for the Doctor's sake that he doesn't bring her back a year late ;D Get his head ripped off before her mum and gran could slap him to death *L*

Aww, Wilf picked up that the TARDIS is alive! I bet he would :D And the Doctor's certainly got a different opinion of Mickey this time 'round! Pity Wilf can't come with them, just for one trip...but he knows his limits. (And I wonder what souvenirs Jenny might bring back for him? :D)

Oh, that was fantastic! Brilliant end to a brilliant birthday present! *squee* *hug* Now I'm off to work on stuff so I won't try and convince you to work on The End of the World ;DDD
Aug. 12th, 2012 08:37 pm (UTC)
Some things HAD to remain exactly the same, right? :D

Yeah. Ouch on the Doctor. Well, you'll see. ;)

Yep, someone wants to go to Athens. :D Oh, you'll see what happens. :D I'd think the TARDIS would be interested in preventing another slap to her pilot. :)

Not hard on either score. ;) Well, you'll see. :D

You're welcome, sweetie! *hugs* I do believe I owe you a beta-reading or two or three. Will get to that as soon as possible. :D
Aug. 13th, 2012 01:39 pm (UTC)
This is so much better than the original ep! Can't wait for the next part :D
Aug. 18th, 2012 01:10 am (UTC)
Yeah, it's a world of differences, isn't it? :D

Wish me luck. I'm struggling to complete some time-sensitive stories, and they've pushed TEotW back a bit. :( Hope you'll be around for them - and the continuation. :D
Aug. 18th, 2012 03:07 am (UTC)
Oh, I'm definitely sticking around for this ;) Good luck!
Aug. 13th, 2012 03:19 pm (UTC)
Definitely, much better than the original. I am still intrigued as to how you will be fitting this into other timelines. AND I want to hear more about dear old Dad!

Can't wait for TEotW, Jenny style!

Edited at 2012-08-13 07:20 pm (UTC)
Aug. 18th, 2012 01:13 am (UTC)
Well... how do you mean other timelines? :)

Eventually. You'll see. ;)

Please be patient. I have some other stories that MUST be done first. But I think you'll enjoy them. :D
Aug. 18th, 2012 01:27 am (UTC)
Yes, I guess the timelines are all shot to hell, aren't they? :D

Patience is not my strongest suit, but I will try, if only becuase I know I'll be happy with whatever you give us!
Aug. 18th, 2012 12:35 am (UTC)
Well, hi there, AU episode fic. I'm trying to decide if dad is Ten or not. Definitely better than the original episode, by the way!
Aug. 18th, 2012 01:08 am (UTC)
Keep reading... once I'm able to finish more to post. :)

Heh, not hard to make this better than the original episode. It was an absolute disappointment.
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