A/N: Hi! Welcome to the second story in my OC series for my OC/Time Lady Evelyn Daniels, or Evy as she prefers to be called :) This is going to be a revision of Series 4, updated daily, in mostly 2-part chapters, however 2-parter episodes will be 1 chapter for each episode. For those of you just joining, it would probably be better to read the first story in this series, The Hidden Lady of Time, before this story as it might be confusing without having done so.
Evy is on her 10th incarnation, a tall pale woman with black hair, light blue eyes (similar to Caterina Scorsone). Her chosen outfit hasn't been picked yet, but will be described in Partners in Crime :)
~8~ is a scene break
'italics' is telepathic communication
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who...or I'd have given us a preview of the ENTIRE Series 7 and not just the first half...
Evy smiled softly to herself as the Doctor pulled away from listening to her hearts. He reached out and took her Perception Filter in his hands, just fiddling the small hourglass between his fingers.
"Why did you wear this?" he asked her quietly.
She sighed, "I really wouldn't be able to tell you…" she held up a hand as he went to protest, "You honestly wouldn't believe me. Trust me. I know you."
"Whatever it is, I know you too, you'd find a way to prove it."
She looked down for a moment before nodding to herself, "I can prove it but on one condition," he stared at her expectantly, "You need to turn around and promise me, promise me, you won't look at me till I tell you to, alright?"
He frowned in confusion, it was a bit of an odd request, but if it would get her to tell him why she felt the need to hide the fact that she was a Time Lady from him…he turned around to face the back of the TARDIS.
She sighed and reached up to unclip the Perception Filter. She dropped all her mental walls, allowing the full Time Lady consciousness to stream forward, but there was one specific moment she needed him to see.
She heard him gasp. Her eyes widened as he started to turn around so she quickly snapped the Filter back on, blocking everything just before he faced her once more.
"I thought I asked you not to do anything till I said so?" she asked, just a bit harshly. The Filter was still active, even if he wasn't looking right at her, being so close, right behind her, as long as she wore it his mind would react to its presence. She'd taken it off so nothing would block his senses or his mind, but she hadn't wanted to risk him Linking to her just yet, hence the turning away from her. If he looked at her, into her eyes, without the Filter in place, he would have just then had she not been as quick as she was.
"You're my Link?" he breathed, realizing what she had been trying to tell him. He'd seen it in his head, from her mind, the exact moment she had Linked to him. He'd heard her voice in his head for just a moment, filling the silence that had settled there when his people were destroyed, making the current silence almost unbearable. He could almost feel her emotions, everything she felt for him, her thoughts were that powerful, he could almost feel the Link through her, "But…why…" he looked at the Filter as though the only thing he wanted to do was rip it off her and destroy it. He'd been alone for so long, thought that his Link was dead for so long and with her any chance of someone possibly loving him the way only a Link could, and now, to have her so close to him, but so far away…
"You're not ready," she smiled sadly, "To let go."
"…I'm not following," he shook his head.
She looked straight at him, "Tell me, now, while you're Link free, would you be willing to give up Rose if the Link should turn romantic?" he couldn't answer, "That's why," she stepped forward and put a hand on his cheek when he looked at the floor ashamed, "There's nothing wrong with it Doctor," she reassured him, "I've waited centuries just to find you again…I can wait until you're ready."
"But…Rose is never coming back," he argued, looking up at her, "Why can't we just…"
"I've been in your head Theta," she laughed a little to herself, "Since just before you left Gallifrey, I know you. I know how you think. I know how you feel. I know how you felt about Rose. I…I don't want to push you into something you're not ready for," she left it at that, not wanting him to hear all the reasons. She was emotional enough as it was, he didn't need her to start crying about how she was terrified he wouldn't feel the same or any of the other reasons.
"I'd get over it," he argued, "Once the Link is formed it won't matter and…"
"But it will," she insisted, though she couldn't help but feel a shiver at his words, he seemed to think that the Link would lead to romantic feelings towards her. She would love for that to happen, but she also didn't want him to try and force the Link to go that way just because he was lonely, she had to wait till he'd calmed down and sorted himself before she could let him Link to her, "Deep down, you would be mourning the loss of your connection with Rose. And…I don't want to be responsible for putting you through that. So…for now…please, just let me do what I think is best."
He stared at her, seeing her concern for him, the depth of her love for him. It hurt him more than he wanted to admit that he was scared of the Link, scared to Link to her. She was right, he wasn't ready to get over Rose…yet. And, when he thought about it…she would know the ins and outs of the Link far better than him.
But still…there was a part of him that regretted not looking up that day on Gallifrey when he'd heard someone trip up the stairs after he'd barged into the President's house. He would have seen her…he could have Linked to her then, avoided all the pain he was in currently…though he knew his experience, his pain even, were what made him who he was.
He took a breath before nodding his acceptance to her, "Fine…for now," he added, before smiling and twisting the Filter around in his hand, "But…can we do something about this?"
She looked down at the Filter, confused.
"I just mean, lower its power a bit. I just…it's meant to make me think you're human right? Can we at least let my mind sense you as a Time Lady? Please, I need to hear you in my mind. It's been so quiet for so long…"
"That's actually my fault," she grinned sheepishly, "The Filter took a lot of damage during the regeneration…it's really only powerful enough to keep your mind from sensing me as your Link and letting you Link to me…"
"You're blocking your thoughts from me," he stated, following along, "Why?"
"I…wasn't sure how you would react. To me being a Time Lady and hiding it from you," slowly though she let her mental walls down, allowing him to see all her thoughts, at least those that lingered on the surface of her mind.
He smiled softly, hugging her as he heard her voice in his head, the first voice he'd heard since the Time War as the Master's had been hidden by the Archangel Network.
But suddenly he pulled away, realizing something, "Why don't you go put on a pot of tea?" he asked quickly, ushering her towards the kitchen, "I'll join you in a bit, have something to take care of here…"
She raised an eyebrow at him but was in no position to argue, she still wasn't too sure if he'd fully forgiven her or even if he wasn't angry anymore, she still couldn't hear him in her mind, now he was the only one blocking his thoughts.
She tensed as she entered the kitchen, trying to ignore the quiet in her mind. It was odd, even on Gallifrey when others shielded their minds, she could always hear the Doctor's in the forefront of her mind, even across time and space. To not hear him at all…it was disconcerting…
She sighed, setting a small pot of tea on and sitting on a counter to wait till it boiled.
She didn't have to wait long when the TARDIS suddenly gave a severe jolt and sent her flying onto the floor. She pushed herself up, shutting off the tea and racing back to the control room to check on the Doctor, only to skid to a stop and hide behind the doorway at the top of the gantry, spotting something by the console.
She glanced around the frame to see the Doctor seeming to be talking with a man in a white jacket with a stick of celery pinned to his lapel. Her eyes widened as she laughed to herself, she recalled this meeting from the fifth incarnation of the Doctor. Oh, this would be brilliant to watch.
"…Universe goes bang in five minutes but...brilliant!" her Doctor exclaimed.
"I'm the Doctor, who are you?" the fifth Doctor asked.
"Yes, you are!" he grinned, "You are the Doctor."
"Yes, I am. I'm the Doctor."
"Oh, good for you, Doctor," the Doctor was now grinning madly, Evy could only roll her eyes at him, "Good for brilliant old you."
"Is there something wrong with you?" the fifth Doctor asked the question Evy had asked herself many, many times.
"Oh there it goes! The frowny face, I remember that one!" he reached out and grabbed his fifth self's face, smushing his cheeks. Evy slapped herself in the forehead and shook her head at him, "Mind you, bit saggier than it ought to be, hair's a bit grayer. That's because of me, though, the two of us together has shorted out the time differential, should all snap back in place when we get you back home. Be able to close that coat again. But never mind that! Look at you! The hat, the coat, the crickety cricket stuff the...stick of celery, yeah. Brave choice celery, but fair play to you, not a lot of men can carry off a decorative vegetable."
"Shut up!" the fifth Doctor shouted, "There is something wrong with my TARDIS and I've got to do something about it very, very quickly, and it would help, it really would help, if there wasn't some skinny idiot…" Evy snorted, "Ranting in my face about everything that happens to be in front of him!"
"Oh," the Doctor mellowed, "Okay. Sorry, Doctor."
"Thank you," the fifth Doctor breathed, turning to the TARDIS console.
"Oh!" the Doctor was grinning again, "The back of my head!"
"Sorry, sorry, not something you see ever day, is it? The back of your own head. Mind you, I see why you wear a hat. I don't want to seem vain, but...could you keep that on?"
"Oh God," Evy mumbled to herself.
"What have you done to my TARDIS?" the fifth Doctor demanded, looking around, "You've changed the desktop theme...what is this one then, coral?"
"Well..." the Doctor trailed.
"It's worse than the leopard skin," the fifth Doctor exclaimed, pulling out half moon glasses and putting them on.
"Oh!" the Doctor laughed, "There they come! The brainy specs! You don't even need them, you just think they make you look a bit clever."
They do, Evy had to admit, she was always a fan when the Doctor whipped out his brainy specs.
Just then an alarm sounded.
"That's an alert!" the fifth Doctor's eyes widened, "Level five. Indicates a temporal collision. It's like two TARDISes have merged, but there's definitely only one TARDIS present. Looks like two time zones at war in the heart of the TARDIS. That's a paradox. Could blow a hole in the space time continuum the size of..." the Doctor nonchalantly pushed the monitor on the console with the information to face his other self, "...well, actually, the exact size of Belgium. That's a bit un-dramatic, isn't? Belgium?"
"Need this?" the Doctor asked, pulling out the sonic screwdriver.
Evy rolled her eyes, he was far too dependent on that thing.
"No, I'm fine," the fifth Doctor waved him off.
"Oh no, of course, you mostly went hands free didn't you? It's like 'hey, I'm the doctor, I can save the Universe with a kettle and some string, and look at me, I'm wearing a vegetable!'"
Evy shook her head.
"Who are you?" the fifth Doctor looked at him.
"Take a look."
"Oh...oh no," the fifth Doctor's face fell.
"You're...oh no, you're…"
"Here it comes, yep, yep I am."
Evy had to slap a hand over her mouth to keep her laughter from being heard.
The fifth Doctor turned away from the Doctor, a look of disgust on his face, before going to the console.
"Yep!" the Doctor shouted, before realizing what the fifth Doctor had said, "What?"
"Level ten now," the fifth Doctor looked at the alarm, "This is bad. Two minutes to Belgium."
"What do you mean 'a fan?' I'm not just a fan, I'm you!"
"Okay, you're my biggest fan. Look, it's perfectly understandable. I go zooming around space and time saving planets, fighting monsters, and being, well, let's be honest, pretty sort of marvelous..." the Doctor looked smug. Evy could only roll her eyes again, both of them had an ego the size of the Earth, "…and naturally every now and then people notice me...start up their little groups. That LINDA lot...are you one of them? How did you get in here?" he pointed a finger at the Doctor, "Can't have you lot knowing where I live."
"Listen to me, I'm you!" the Doctor yelled, having enough, "I'm you with a new face," he slapped his own cheeks this time, "Check out this bone structure Doctor, because one day, you're going to be shaving it."
The cloister bell began to ring, "The Cloister Bell!" the fifth Doctor looked up, alarmed.
"Yep, right on time, that's my cue," the Doctor rushed over, running around the console.
"In less than a minute we're going to detonate a black hole strong enough to swallow the entire Universe!"
"Yeah…" the Doctor paused, a bit embarrassed, "That's my fault, actually, I was rebuilding the TARDIS, forgot to put the shields back up. Your TARDIS and my TARDIS...well the same TARDIS, different points in its own time steam, collided and, oops, there you go, end of the Universe, butterfingers. But don't worry, I know exactly how this all works out. Venting the thermal buffer, flooring the Helmic regulator, and just to finish off, lets fry those Zeiton crystals."
"You'll blow up the TARDIS!" the fifth Doctor tried to stop him from hitting the rest of the controls.
"It's the only way out."
"Who told you that?"
"You told me that!" he shouted before pulling a lever. Everything went white, the light actually blinding them all for a moment.
"Supernova and black hole at the exact same instant," the fifth Doctor breathed.
"Explosion cancels out implosion," the Doctor agreed as Evy smiled, proud.
"Matter stays constant."
"Far too brilliant," the fifth Doctor turned to look at him suspiciously, "I've never met anyone else who could fly the TARDIS like that."
"Sorry, mate, you still haven't."
"You didn't have time to work all that out, even I couldn't do it."
"I didn't work it out, I didn't have to."
"Because you will remember."
"You remembered being me, watching you, doing that," he looked down at the console then back up at the Doctor, "You already knew what to do because I watched you do it."
"Wibbly wobbly…" the Doctor began before the both finished, "Timey wimey!"
Evy face palmed. She never should have said that on the video to Sally, now the Doctor had just taught himself the phrase. But she couldn't help but laugh when she looked up to see the Doctor try to high-five the fifth Doctor who just stared at him, confused, before another alarm went off.
"What?" the Doctor turned back to the console, "TARDISes are separating, sorry, Doctor, time's up, back to long ago...where are you now? Nyssa and Tegan, Cybermen and Mara and Time Lords in funny hats and the Master? Oh he just showed up again, same as ever."
"Oh no," the fifth Doctor shook his head, "Really? Does he still have that rubbish beard?"
"No...no beard this time...well, a wife…"
"Oh," the fifth Doctor called, starting to fade, "I seem to be off. What can I say? Thank you...Doctor."
"Thank you," the Doctor smiled.
"I'm very welcome," the fifth Doctor grinned.
He faded away completely before the Doctor realized something and flipped a switch, bringing him back so he could hand him his hat back.
Evy smiled, this was her favorite part of the conversation.
"You know...I loved being you. Back when I first started, at the very beginning, I was always trying to be old and grumpy and important, like you do when you're young. And then I was you...and it was all dashing about and playing cricket and my voice going all squeaky when I shouted...I still do that! The voice thing, I got that from you. Oh!" he put his foot on the console to show him his shoes, "…and the trainers and..." he pulled out his brainy specs and put them on, "...snap. 'Cos you know what, Doctor? You were my Doctor."
"To days to come," the fifth Doctor tipped his hat.
"All my love to long ago."
The fifth Doctor smiled and Evy took a breath, that was her cue.
"Doctor!" she called, stepping out onto the gantry, both Doctors looked up at her, "Was that Martha? Did she change her mind?"
The Doctor smiled, realizing what she had done. He remembered this as well, it was how he knew he'd be meeting the fifth Doctor. He remembered standing there as a beautiful woman with black hair stepped onto the gantry calling for a woman named Martha. He knew Evy couldn't be down there during his conversation with himself, the fifth Doctor would have sensed her as a Time Lady and he, in his present incarnation, would have known there was one out there, which he hadn't. She had to wait till he was fading, caught in the separation of the TARDISes where he couldn't sense her, to speak. She was giving the fifth Doctor a clue to the future, to prepare him for this moment as well.
"No," the Doctor called back up, "Just saying goodbye to an old friend," he turned back to the fifth Doctor, "Doctor," he nodded.
The fifth Doctor tipped his hat again, nodding to the girl on the gantry as well, before disappearing.
"Oh, Doctor, remember to put your shields up," his voice called back.
The Doctor smiled before pushing a button on the TARDIS just before there was the sound of a ship's horn blasting. Both he and Evy went flying to the floor as dust blew into the air. Evy coughed, pushing herself up and looking below at the Doctor sprawled out on the floor, pushing himself up again.
"What..." he coughed.
"Doctor," Evy called, picking up at life preserver as she walked down the steps to join him.
"What?" his eyes widened, seeing TITANIC painted on the side of the preserver.
They both looked up to see a ship sticking out into the side of the TARDIS.
"What!" he demanded.
To be continued...
A/N: I am very excited to write out Series 4 with Evy, I love Donna so much. This is just a little filler till I get Voyage of the Damned up, probably in about 3 hours so check back and we will have officially started Series 4.
Next chapter...the Doctor's Time Lord mood swings act up, Evy's skills come to good use and her brilliance shines through, but there's something wrong with her that she won't tell the Doctor...