Purple Flowers and Last Goodbyes

Characters: 11th Doctor

Macy (Original Character)

River Song

Description: The first days of the Doctor's new companion, Macy, and the last days of River Song. Things get a bit messy when a sort of timey-wimey deceptive love triangle comes to light during an altercation with some Cybermen.

Note: I'm rather proud of this one and I hope you all enjoy it! Co-written with one of my good tumblr friends! I don't own any of the characters in Doctor Who (unfortunately!)


Chapter 1: The Runaway

Macy sat crying, huddled on a bus stop bench. Her long black hair tangled, her clothes dirty. She had been gone three weeks and her parents hadn't put out a call to the police yet. She doubted they would even notice she was gone. She tried to think of sleep, but it never came. She sat up, having heard a strange whirring noise. On the opposite corner of the deserted street sat a police box that hadn't been there a moment ago.

The Doctor opened the door of the TARDIS, popped his head out, and took a look around. Reasoning that it was alright, he stepped out, closed the door, and locked it. He sniffed the air and stuck out his tongue before smacking it inside his mouth a few times.

Macy thought this behavior strange, but didn't put much thought into it. 'You're losing it..,.' she thought to herself, 'Police boxes can't just show up out of nowhere.' She continued watching the odd man though, feeling a bit wary of him.

The Doctor put his hands on his hips and looked up and down the street. He spotted a girl sitting at a bus stop across the way. 'Odd time of day for someone so young to be sitting by herself at a bus stop,' he thought to himself, 'Maybe I ought to go have a chat...' He bounced slightly on his toes before casually clearing the distance between them.

"H-hello," Macy said as he walked up. She decided he didn't look too horribly dangerous, but she watched him carefully as she wrapped her thin jacket tighter around herself, trying to block out some of the cold.

"Hello there! I'm the Doctor! Might I ask you a question?" He clapped his hands together.

"Sure," she replied shyly, scooting over so he could sit next to her if he wanted to.

"Ah thank you!" He sat down on the bench. "What's a girl your age, you can't be more than 15 or 16, doing out here at this time of day, looking like you do?" He gestured towards her clothing and hair.

She blushed a bit, "Well, I ran away... and I don't ever plan on going back, and sleeping on a bench is better than sleeping on the ground," she replied as she looked down at her dirty, shaking hands.

He frowned. "What'd ya run away for...? I'm sorry what was your name?"

"I'm Macy," she replied smiling slightly at him. "I ran away because my parents would rather party and get high, then stumble home and pass out every night than to actually take responsibility for their lives and their child..." she replied, more tears flooding her eyes..."And I really didn't want to tell you all of that."

The Doctor fidgeted in his seat. "Oh, don't cry...please don't cry." He fished around in his larger on the inside pockets until he pulled out a tissue, offering it to her. "That's...that's terrible. I'm sorry to hear that. They must be awfully worried though Macy."

"But they aren't!" she exclaimed, "They haven't even put out an alert to the police and I've been gone for three weeks! I could be dead for all they know!"

"Hmmmm...that's extremely, very not good." He looked at the girl again. "What were you planning to do?"

"I'm really not sure," she replied, "So far I have been walking all day, every day, then at night I find a bench and sleep. I guess I'll keep doing that until I find somewhere that I fit in. I know I'm at least two regions from home by now." She smiled then looked down at her sore feet that were cut and bleeding.

He followed her gaze and frowned yet again. "Mind if I take a look? I am a doctor after all."

"Ummm... sure" she replied blushing as she turned to face him and put her feet on the bench in front of her. She liked this man, he seemed very kind.

He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his sonic screwdriver. He changed the setting and was about to wave it around her feet, but he stopped and said, "This won't hurt a bit." He gave her a reassuring smile and then waved the screwdriver around her feet. In a matter of moments the cuts, blisters, and bruises had vanished altogether. "There! All better!" he patted her lightly on the foot.

Macy looked down in amazement; she thought maybe she was going mad after all! "How did you do that?" she asked as she touched her foot.

"Nanogenes in the sonic!" he said rather matter of fact as he shook the screwdriver.

Macy didn't understand but she just smiled, happy her feet weren't hurting anymore. "I don't mean to keep you out in the cold too if you have somewhere to be sir," she said as she tugged her jacket even tighter around her. "Unless you live under the open sky too, it can get lonely, so I thank you for your company." She smiled widely at him.

He smiled brightly at her. "I've got nowhere to be. Just traveling about. I'm enjoying the company as well, thank you." He looked at her, slightly concerned. "You know Macy, you're far too young to be out here on your own...especially in this weather."

"I don't have anywhere else to go," she replied shrugging, "And I would rather face the cold, than parents that don't care whether I'm alive or dead." She knew if he looked into her eyes he would find a story much deeper than what she was telling; what she told him only scratched the surface of the horrors she had lived through at such a young age.

"Well, my dear, I'm not going to leave you out here in the cold all by yourself." He stood up and faced her. "I could take you somewhere if you like?"

A knot rose in her throat and she wondered if his kindness was all a ploy, but what the hell? She had nothing else to lose. "Alright," she replied standing, "Where to?"

He smiled at her. "Right this way!" He gestured across the street and then walked over to the police box, hoping she would follow him

She looked at him warily for a moment. "You think we should call the police?" She asked confused.

"What?" He asked with a confused look. He looked back at the TARDIS. "Oh right, 'Police Box', never mind that." He unlocked the door and walked inside, leaving the door ajar for Macy to follow.

She took a deep breath and decided to take a chance and follow him inside. Her eyes grew wide as she looked around. "Oh my God!," she breathed, "This is certainly not a police box..." She looked at the Doctor in wonder.

The Doctor was by the console looking at a screen. He spun on his heels when he heard her voice. "No it most certainly is not! Hello Macy and welcome to the TARDIS! That's Time In Relative Dimension In Space." He straightened his bow tie as he watched her face; this was always his favorite part.

"This is amazing!" She replied in delight. "What does it do? Where are we going?" Her mind was racing with questions. "This is a lot to take in."

He clapped his hands together and walked toward her. "Anywhere you like in space or time!" He grinned slightly, "As you've probably guessed, I'm not exactly from around here..."

A small nervous laugh escaped her lips, "Anywhere in time and space," she mumbled to herself. She looked down at her dirt covered skin and blushed. "Maybe a shower to begin with," she mumbled as she thought about how ragged she must look. She felt like a ghost of the beautiful girl she once was.

"Right, good call. Washroom is down the corridor, make three lefts, then a right, two more rights, up a flight of stairs- you know...maybe I ought to just take you there. Don't want you getting lost and me not being able to find you for two days!" he laughed to himself.

She would have laughed too, if she didn't think he was being completely serious. She followed him to the washroom, thankful to be feeling warm again, but a bit sad that she would have to put on the same dirty clothes she was wearing.

When they got to the washroom, he opened the door and led her inside. "Right so basic controls and such for the temperature, pressure, scents, soaps, etc. Sure you won't have any trouble with that." He walked over to a screen on the wall. "Oh and I'm assuming you'll want to change so this screen is synced with the wardrobe. Just input what you'd like, make the selection, and the TARDIS will have it sent directly here! She's real good about that." He patted the wall affectionately.

"Wow," she whispered. "Thank you Doctor; for all of this." She didn't know how to show him all the gratitude she felt. Once he walked out she got out of her dirty rags and took a long, hot shower. Once she was done she picked an outfit and changed. Once she had finished everything, and brushed out her long black mane, she bounded down stairs back to the control room. Her emerald green eyes were bright, and ten times more alive than when she entered the TARDIS. She actually felt human again. "Hello Doctor," She said as she reached to control room.

He had been messing with some controls when she'd entered. "Hello! Feeling better?" He turned around to face her. "Blimey..." he blinked at her.

"What?" She asked, stopping in her tracks wondering what was wrong.

"Nothing, just I never realized how green your eyes were earlier! Bit hard to tell through all that dirt and such.

She blushed, "Yes, well I do feel much better, thank you." She rocked on her toes a bit. "So where are we going? I really don't know where to tell you since I'm new to this whole, time and space travel situation. Somewhere pretty though." She couldn't help but notice how handsome the Doctor was as she watched him work.

"Oh you're quite welcome! Couldn't just leave you out there. Besides, I like having someone to travel with!" He leaned against the console and crossed his arms. "Well, while you were cleaning up, I sent us adrift. Go take a look." He nodded toward the doors. "Thought this might be a good introduction."

Macy took a deep breath and opened the door, not at all prepared for what was on the other side. Her eyes went wide and her breath caught in her throat. They were orbiting high above earth looking down on it, and all of its constellations. "Oh my...," she whispered, "Doctor, this is magnificent..." She wanted to look back at him, but she couldn't take her eyes off of it. This had to be a dream.

He walked over to her and sat down, dangling his legs out the door. "Had a feeling you'd like it. It's beautiful isn't it? And just think...this is just one tiny spec of the universe. There's so much you don't even know Macy!"

She smiled as she sat beside him. "Well hopefully, in time, you will be able to show me, because I have a feeling it isn't something that can just be told." She looked at the Doctor, even though she had just met this man, she felt she had known him all her life.

He looked at her and grinned. "That mean you're coming along then?" His eyes gleamed hopefully. He'd been terribly lonely since Amy and Rory had gone, and River was coming around less and less.

"How could I say no to all this?" she asked as she looked at him. "I could never go back and see life as I did before and carry on aimlessly."

"Good...I was hoping that was going to be your answer." he nudged her slightly. "So I should go over the basics then I suppose."

"That may be a good idea," She replied smiling.

"Alright, so where to begin? Let's see...Already told you that this is the TARDIS, it's bigger on the inside by the way...hmmmmm already told you I'm the Doctor...Well I suppose I should tell you that I'm a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey in the Katerborous constellation. Oh, and I'm around 1200 years old, give or take a few years." He smiled at her and rocked slightly from side to side

She looked at him, shocked for a moment. "Well Doctor, I'm going to be perfectly honest when I say you look very good for your age." She giggled for a moment and smiled at him.

He nudged her in the arm and laughed. "Well thank you Macy for the ego boost! Superior Time Lord genetics slow the appearance of aging, not to mention there's the whole regeneration bit," he said rather casually as if his companion knew exactly what he was talking about.

She raised her eyebrow as he spoke, but didn't ask questions. She figured she would learn with time. Once again probably one of those things that had to be seen rather than told. They got up and Macy closed the door of the TARDIS. "So how about showing me where you're from, or any other various number of things I would love to see?" Her green eyes sparkled with curiosity and wonder.

The Doctor walked slowly over to the console. He hid a rather grim expression from Macy. "Oh...you don't wanna go to Gallifrey...it's uh...a bit stuffy and such..." He trailed off hoping she would forget the idea; he feared however that she wasn't going to give it up so easily.

"Oh I'm sure it's wonderful," she argued, "After all, you grew up there, and you are simply magnificent!" She smiled widely at him with eyes full of admiration for this man that had, without a doubt, saved her life.

"Well it is wonderful. The sky's a bright orange, with a citadel enclosed in a mighty glass dome, shining under the twin suns. Beyond that the mountains go on forever, slopes of deep red grass, capped with snow. It's beautiful." He trailed off staring into space as he remembered his home planet. He shook the memories from his head, "But we can't go there." He flipped a few switches on the console.

"Why not?" She pouted as she walked up to the console. If she had known the emotions this was stirring inside of him, she never would have asked, but she just wanted to know him better, to understand him.

He took a deep breath before he explained. "Cause it's time-locked. You see, there was a war between my people and our most hated enemy the Daleks- creatures so devoid of emotion that there mission in life is to destroy all things that differ from them. In order to protect the rest of the universe, the war was sealed off; nothing gets in and nothing gets out." He cleared his throat. "I'm the last one, the last Time Lord. I stole a TARDIS and ran away- been running ever since actually- from the ghosts of my past. I-I-I'm the one who sealed the war Macy..."

She was silent for a moment as she let his words sink in. "You... saved the rest of the universe. You cared enough about all the innocent beings that would be collateral damage, that you cut yourself off from all you have ever known..." She looked at him, sorrow filling her eyes. "I'm sorry Doctor, I shouldn't have pushed the issue." She looked down at her hands.

"Hey, it's alright." He walked over and grabbed her hands. "I may have spared the rest of the universe, but the Time Lords...my friends...my family...their gone forever, basically dead. I was the collateral damage in all of it." He'd given this speech so many times that one would expect the pain to be gone, but it still stung like a fresh wound and numbed his entire being. He carried the weight of millions of souls on his back.

Macy looked at him and saw the pain in his eyes, she decided that from that moment on she would never bring up Gallifrey. She hated seeing this kind man hurt so badly. "Well at least we have one thing in common Doctor," she said with a hollow smile, "We both know what it is to run away and never look back."

The Doctor half smiled at this lovely girl that he'd stumbled upon. "Oh, it's what I do best. So...any questions before we move on?" He was thankful to change the subject a bit.

Of course she had questions... more than she could ever ask. But she decided to just wait and see. "Nope, I think I'm good." She smiled, leaning against the console. Her eyes were growing heavy, but her excitement was overwhelming.

He smiled at her and cocked his head to the side, staring at her. "You're tired aren't you? Course you're tired it's what- oh around 1 A.M. relatively speaking your time?" He looked at the gold watch on the back of his wrist.

"Don't worry about it Doctor," she replied trying to perk up some. "I can sleep later, this is all so wonderful." She smiled widely; trying to convince him she wasn't nearly was tried as she felt. She didn't want to miss anything.

He lightly gripped her shoulders and began to guide her out of the room. "No, you're going to go sleep. You're no use to me if you're exhausted. Don't worry, we'll just drift in the vortex til you come round."

She smiled coyly. "Fine, as long as you don't mind. You really have been so kind Doctor. Thank you for everything."

"Course I don't mind." He smiled behind her. "And you're very welcome Macy. Now, time for the human to go sleep!" He gently pushed her to one of the corridors, completely forgetting she had no idea how to get anywhere in the vast inner maze of the TARDIS.

She turned and looked at him confused, "umm Doctor? Which one is mine?" She asked as she turned back and looked at the vast expanse of rooms.

"Oh right! Sorry! I seem to keep assuming you know you're way about already!" He skipped over to her and began leading her down one of the hallways. After a few turns, he stopped in front of a door and opened it. "Hope you like it. Had the TARDIS put it together when you were cleaning up on the off chance you'd be staying a while." He gave her a smile.

"Had the TARDIS put it together?" She asked, blinking hard. She was so tired her brain was getting fuzzy. "Like it could tell what I liked?"

He leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, and rolled his eyes. "Course she can. She's brilliant!" He nodded her inside. "Go on."

She looked around in wonder at the room that was full of her favorite colors, rich, deep purples and warm gold's. "Thank you Doctor," she said as he nodded and closed the door. She changed into some nightclothes that were laying on the bed, and for the first time in weeks laid her head on a soft pillow, and drifted off to a deep, restful sleep as she dreamed about the handsome Doctor.

The Doctor smiled and walked back to the console room. "I like her too," he said to the TARDIS as he set her to drift about the time vortex. Now he had to kill time until Macy awoke from a well-deserved, and what he assumed would be a rather long, sleep. He recalibrated the engines and cleaned the air ducts. When his work was done he went to the library and read four books. Being bored of that, he reorganized the wardrobe, tinkered with a few things he'd picked up at his previous location, and then took a tea and jammie dodger break. "Guess I'll go to bed now..." The Doctor walked to his room, changed, and climbed into bed. "Night dear," he said as he turned out the light.