A/N I don't own Doctor Who or any of these characters that I'm playing with. This is just a little something I wrote last year when Donna ceased to exist as we all know her. I haven't updated it to reflect the Christmas or Easter specials because I liked it too much as is.
Down at the house, The Doctor listened patiently while Sylvia yelled at him in the kitchen. She started to swing her arms at him in anger and he grabbed her and hugged her until they both dropped to the floor, her sobbing violently, him with just a tear or two trickling down his cheek.
Marcus helped Jack and Mickey move Donna up the stairs. Ianto slipped into the kitchen to make more tea after the screaming had stopped. Francine had started to pick up the Living room; Martha went to go talk to Donna's boss and break the news to her coworkers and other friend, she decided that calling this a brain tumor would be the best description. Late in the afternoon,, Sylvia got up and started to make funeral arrangements, and The Doctor went up to say goodbye to Donna.
He sat down on her bed and held her hand. He brushed her hair back off of her face with his fingers. His hands were shaking. He had wanted so desperately for her to live, just to live any life that she could. He sat there in silence holding onto her hand for a while.
"Doctor," Martha was in the doorway, "Do you want to know how it happened?"
"Alright," he looked up and beckoned her in.
"We've been talking and we think that she broke down the walls that you put up when she started her new job."
"New job?" He was numb.
"She was working for an American non-profit firm that helps third world countries develop agriculture and industry. She started to change into the Donna that we all know but her mind knew that there were things she could do with your knowledge to help more. According to her friends changes started happening, she was suddenly smart and caring, she would have these moments where she seemed like a different person, they said. They said…" she had to choke back some tears. "They said, that she would start talking fast about things that she normally wouldn't understand. She could fix things. One of the Americans called her, 'Macgyver'. She would go into these villages with a company rep just to take notes and when they would brainstorm solutions with engineers she would always manage to come up with solutions that no one else thought of. Does that sound familiar?"
"Yeah" he laughed quietly, it was a sad little laugh but it was something.
"She was really clever."
"She really was, even without me" he said.
"Once she started to change emotionally it seems like the memories started breaking through, I spoke to her ex-boyfriend, Adam. He seemed pretty shaken up about her dreams, he said that she had nightmares a lot and that she'd talk in her sleep about 'The Doctor'. I think he's met you because he was really freaked out about that in particular."
"Adam Mitchell?" he asked somewhat disinterested,
"How did you…"
"Not everyone makes it as a companion."
"At any rate, we think that she finally remembered that day on The Crucible night before last. Sylvia said that she got up really early yesterday and spent the whole day with her. She started to break down in the evening, she would get stuck saying one word and it would be difficult for her to make sentences. When we finally made it here she was too far-gone to do anything. She said…" Martha couldn't finish.
"She said that her song was ending." They noticed Jack in the doorway. "I tried to Ret-Con her, I figured that if we could by just a couple of days that maybe we could find a way to save her. She pushed me away. She pushed all of us away. But here's the part that I don't understand, she looked like she was about to regenerate. Gold light flashed out of her body but it was gone too quickly. We tried to shock her and it happened again…"
"But she was gone, humans can't regenerate. The Doctor part of The Doctor Donna tried to save her but she lacked the physiology to finish a regeneration. It's just not possible. If you had revived her she would have been a vegetable." He kissed Donna Noble on the forehead, and started to get up when he noticed something. There was something in her pocket. She was brilliant! It looked like Mrs. Foster's sonic pen with something tacked onto it. There were lights – green lights! He picked it up and turned it over in his hand, it had a USB port!
"Do either of you have a REALLY big flash drive?"
Martha pulled out her keys and passed her flash drive over. It was a special UNIT issue drive that she had taken with her when she left, the thing could hold almost the entire contents of a supercomputer. The Doctor grabbed it and plugged it into the pen. The drive started flashing like mad.
"What are you doing?" Jack was looking at The Doctor like he was insane. Martha looked puzzled.
"She saved herself! She used the Sonic Pen to save herself! Brilliant! Now, I just need a place to put her."
"She's IN the flash drive! Get me a computer and I'll show you!"
Martha ran out to the van and flew back up the stairs with her laptop. The flash drive was plugged in and suddenly they heard her.
"Did you figure it out Space Man? I figured out how to save myself! Aren't I clever?" came Donna's voice through the speakers. "Whose computer is this anyway?"
"Hello Donna, you are clever. But where did you get the pen?" The Doctor turned it over in his hand.
"My mum found it. Can you believe that? I just happened to throw her keys in the same bin as the pen, and she found it. She's had it all of this time, said it was the best pen she ever had! Sonic Pen! Can you believe it? My mum was writing with a sonic pen for two years!"
"How did you transfer yourself though?"
"Oh, well that bit was hard. You see, I didn't know what I was doing and I didn't even think that it would work when I remembered what it was but something was clicking away in the back of my mind because when I saw the pen last year I borrowed it and slowly started adding things to it without knowing why, Adam thought that I was insane. I really don't know how I worked it out but I can give you blueprints for an attachment to your screwdriver. Ha! Do you know what this means? I saved your archeologist! Ha!"
"That's her," Martha was in shock, "how is that her?"
"She made a digital copy of herself using the pen when she died. Since she's not limited by a body anymore so she's not burning up." He smiled. "Brilliant!"
"There's only one thing, you can't tell my mum. She has difficulty understanding how to chat online, she'd never get this. Martha, can you look after her? She's on her own now."
"Oh, and can I get a better computer? This one is a little cramped."
"I'll see what I can do, but we may have to take a trip to the future for that because Martha's computer is pretty top of the line."
"In the TARDIS, do you mean it? Will you keep me in a nice fancy computer onboard the TARDIS?"
"The Doctor Donna in the TARDIS, forever. It may not be quite as you thought but it could work. But for now you will have to sleep because we have to go to your funeral before I can leave."
"Goodnight," Donna clicked the computer into sleep mode, and then immediately clicked back on, "Can I have a Dr. Moon? Maybe a younger one?"
"We'll talk later." The Doctor laughed.
"Goodbye Donna." Martha waved at the screen.
"Goodbye Donna." Jack stood up.
"Goodbye Martha, Goodbye gorgeous, and goodnight Doctor." Sleep mode clicked on again.
"So, that is the story of how a temp from Chiswick who saved the universe ended up in a computer onboard the TARDIS." He told River one night while laying under the stars.
"Who IS this archeologist she mentioned though?" River looked at him, "you don't like archeologists."
"Spoilers." The Doctor smiled.
"Spoilers" River sighed.