Her Secrets {Doctor Who FanFic}

New Earth

"Enough of this! Do as I command!"

"No." A switch was flipped and electricity coursed through her body. She grimaced but remained silent. This wasn't the first time she had gone through this treatment.

"Everyone you love is dead. He has left you."

"I'd rather die."

"So be it."

The man came over and grabbed the girl by her neck and lifted her up. She struggled in his grip, kicking and clawing at him, but he only squeezed tighter. Just as she began to lose consciousness, he dropped her. Looking up at him, she saw a maniacal grin on his face. She tried to inch away but he grabbed her, placing his heavy figure atop her.

"Let me go." His grip on her tightened.

"You've been a loose end for far too long. It is time you are dealt with."

"Let me go! Please just let me go!" He ignored her cries. Removing the rags she had for clothing, he took what belonged to her soul mate, defiling her until she was just a shell. He had won. He'd finally broken her.

I screamed as I awoke, feeling the pain the girl had. Throwing my hand over my mouth to quiet myself, I rocked back and forth, holding my legs to my chest. She had been tortured into submission by men who seemed to be in charge wherever she lived. I held back another sob. The man knew what he was doing, that she had given her soul to another man and yet he continued. There was a sense of dread that overwhelmed me, that told the ending was not a happy one.

When the crying had stopped, I went to the bathroom and splashed cold water onto my face. I ignored the red splotches on my forehead and the dark circles under my eyes. Leaving the bathroom and putting on a pair of Chuck Taylors, I went out to the library.

Finding a book, I sat in my usual spot. Try as I might, I was unable to concentrate and ended reading the same page four times. I couldn't stop thinking about the girl. I wanted to ask the Doctor about her but after what I had said to him, I was somewhat surprised he hadn't told me to leave. It must have hurt him to hear me say that, just as it hurt me to say those words. I couldn't deny the way I felt, even with the tiffs we had. It would be my fault if he asked me to leave, just like it was my fault he died.

I placed the book off to the side and laid down, allowing the thoughts to envelope me. It was my fault; everything bad that involved me was my fault. More tears poured from my eyes. Maybe that girl should be here and I gone. He would probably like that. It was probably a mistake, me coming along. Maybe if I had been left behind with Jackie, things would be different. Standing up, I walked the console room. I was going to become an observer again, something I was good at. I didn't want to upset anyone further and no one would really care about what I had to say.

Rose and the Doctor were talking about where to go next when I entered the room. The Doctor looked over but hastily returned his gaze to Rose, who didn't even acknowledge me. I went and sat in the captain's chair, feeling the tension that surrounded us. Looking everywhere but at them, I thought of how much I missed Jack's ability to ease the friction that arose between us; actually, I missed Jack in general.

Deep in my thoughts, I didn't notice the Tardis had landed until I heard the door close and an angry hum from the Tardis. Getting up, I left the ship, ignoring the hurt that came from being overlooked. Once outside, I leaned against the Tardis as the Doctor explained where we were. "…Five billion and twenty three. We're in the galaxy M87, and this? This is New Earth."

"That's just. That's just…"

"Not bad. Not bad at all."

"That's amazing. I'll never get used to this. Never. Different ground beneath my feet," Rose jumped up and down, "different sky. What's that smell?"