Our Songs Are Ending // The Tenth Doctor

Although Demory knew that the Doctor had been distant lately, she had a feeling that there was more to his sudden disappearances. After his regeneration, something changed, as though he had come to a realization to how short life truly was. Demory was frightened. She was afraid that the man she loved dearly would be ripped away from her by death’s cruel grips. He was on his last life and his story was truly ending, while she still had plenty to live on.

Rumor had spread across the universe that the Daleks were up to something. They were requesting “help” on Skaro. Something about their messages was quite suspicious though, and Demory found it to be unnerving. She decided it would be best to investigate the matters herself, before getting the Doctor involved. He was on his last form. She couldn’t waste it. She would do anything to make sure he lives on another day.

When Demory’s TARDIS had materialized on Skaro, it was quiet, and desolate, as it always had been after the war. She frowned; unsure of where it was she needed to go, but the tower in the center of the area caught her attention. She had a feeling that was where they were. Walking toward it, she could see that there were parts of broken daleks scoured across the empty fields.

When she had finally made it inside, she noted how quiet it was, and dark. She wasn’t quite sure what it was she was looking for. “Hello?” she finally spoke, and suddenly thousands of red lights lit up across the room. “The Time Lady has been targeted! She has come in the Doctor’s steed! Exterminate! Exterminate!”

Gasping and jumping out of the way, she avoided the lasers and pulled out her gun, shooting as many of them as she could before getting to a safer area. It truly was a trap for the Doctor. How was she going to get out of this alive? Hiding behind a pillar, she felt her hearts race as she tried to come up with an idea. She suddenly thought of something, getting up quickly, and running for the control pad to the monitors to the side of the room where she had assumed the Daleks were leaving their messages.

Quickly rewiring everything, she turned to face them, to which they approached with caution. “What is she doing? What is she doing?” one of them kept inquiring. Demory took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes. “I’m going to cause an explosion which will make this building collapse onto itself. No one will survive,” she spoke gravely.

“But then you will not survive either!” one said. She nodded; she knew the consequence. Her hand hovering over the button, she could see there was a conflict as the Daleks faced each other, unsure of what their next plan of action was. They then turned back to her. “Mercy!” but she did not buy that. The moment she would let go of the button, they’d be after her again. “Liar,” she whispered, pressing down on the button.

A big flash of white, yellow, and red consumed the area as heat took over her body, creating excruciating pain she could barely comprehend. She tried to scream, but the smoke and fire had completely destroyed her throat, making her unable to make any noise. The force had sent her across the room, face planting into the concrete. The Daleks had been destroyed. For a moment, she thought she was going to die, but a sudden rush of adrenaline came over her, making her able to weakly stand on her feet.

My moments are limited, she heard herself say without thinking. She had time to get out of the area, to find safe place to regenerate. She had to think fast. Immediately, she began limping to the TARDIS, her body covered in scars and soot, her hair singed, but still flowing. Her breathing was rattling, and her movements were sharp.

Falling into the TARDIS, she reached for the console, pushing a button, and unable to move herself much longer, she heard the voice interface activate. “B-bring me to the Doctor… my Doctor…” she spoke weakly, fighting the scratches in her voice.

A jolt of the TARDIS had sent it flying to unknown lands, where suddenly, the doors flew open, and she saw she was in a great hall that seemed endless and dim, with black and white tiles and rusted metal walls, pillared walls. Struggling to get up, she leaned against the side of the TARDIS upon exiting, looking at him with a grim, hopeless mask. “Doctor,” she spoke in a weak, trembling voice before falling forward onto the tiled floor. She knew he had to be there.

The Doctor leaned against the console, in his brown suit and overcoat. It had been a few minutes since he had introduced Jack to Allonso....and it had been hours since he had saved Wilf from the radiation poisoning, at the cost of his own life....he had a limited time before he changed....he had to say goodbye to her.

He might not even love her any more in his next form, so he had to tell her he loved her one last time....He was prepared to walk out of the TARDIS when...she fell through the doors and collapsed ont he floor.....looking like she had just been mutilated... "Demory?!" he shouted in disbelief, immediately kneeling down and holding her in his arms. "No....no no...not you to....why wouldn't it just be me?!" He cursed at himself.

When she had heard his voice, something was different, yet familiar about it. It was his voice, but not his voice. She was picked up, turned over, and saw who it was. Oh no... her eyes looked up at him in worry. Her wheezing was evident, she was having a very hard time breathing, and every time she tried to speak, it croaked out hoarsely.

"Doctor," she said again, looking up at him, a single tear falling from her eye. She had no idea what to say to him... for all he knew, she absolutely hated him in this form. It was a miracle to her that he still remembered what this form of her even looked like. "Oh, Doctor..." she suddenly realized what he was saying. "Not you too..."

She took a moment to try and breathe normally, but the wheezing was far too hard to avoid. She coughed for a moment, gasping for air as she weakly went to place her hand on his cheek. "I-I had to save you... y-you don't have any more lives to waste..."

"Demory...no....no...no..." He couldn't believe what he was hearing...he was already dead, and yet she was trying to save him?! "Demory...I'm about to regenerate...I came to say goodbye....." He had to save her....he couldn't just let her change.... "I can save you....I'll give you the rest of my residual regeneration energy!"

"Oh no, Don't you dare! I was saving you in the future... you don't have many lives to spare, Doctor, I have so many more ahead of me," she choked. "The damage is done, you can't save me now. My body is broken..."

There was a silence between them as she just looked up at him, her hearts pounding so hard it was painful, yet it was slowing down with each breath. "I need you to please do something for me..."

The guilt was overwhelming him. He wanted to give it all up, to save her...but she wouldn't let him....they were both about to change....but she would go quicker than him. There wasn't much time.... "Anything.....anything..." He said

She smiled at him sincerely and sighed. "I know it may seem like I hate you..." she paused for a moment to dispel the pain. "But promise me you'll keep running. Don't give up on me, despite the hatred I give. It may take a little while, but keep running after me. I promise it will be in your favor."

She paused for a moment and closed her eyes. "Centuries and centuries, I wondered how you went, and I never expected it'd be like this..." she frowned. "It seems like everytime I die, it's your arms."

His arms shook as he held her, tears started forming in his eyes. "Please...please let me save you!" He said through clenched teeth. It would be quick....all he had to do was use the rest of his regeneration energy to save her....he held her tighter. "PLEASE!!!"

"I can't let you do that," she frowned. "I need you to regenerate..." she took another sharp breath, a rattling sound eminent in the back of her throat. She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the moisture in her eyes become more evident.

"I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. Please don't forget about me," she smiled painfully as she kept her hand against his cheek. "You were always so good to me, Doctor. I hope I did my best to return the favor."

"You did.....you did...." He said, tears streaming down his face. "I will never forget you....I won't forget any of you..." He said, referring to her, and her previous two forms. This was unfair.....they were both regenerating, and they couldn't do a thing for each other. He held her tightly, one last time.

"Just remember that I'll always be here for you.....and I'll always love you......"

When he spoke those words, she smiled lightly, her hand moving toward his face as she brushed the messy hair from his eyes. She gave out a small, cracked laugh as she took a sharp breath, orange and glowing dust flowing through. Her hands shook a little bit... she tried to hold it off for as long as possible as another tear slid down her cheek.

"...You need to move back," her free hand squeezed his. "It's time for me to go."

He layed her down gently and backed away from her. He backed up until he was leaning against the doors of the TARDIS. He held it all in....he had to be strong for her....he held the physical pain from his own regeneration back. He needed to be strong...not show ant weakness....she needed this...regeneration only got easier for him.....he didn't think it was the same for her....

Pulling herself up slightly, she winced in pain as she got on her hands and knees, closing her eyes as she faced the marble floors. The glow on her hands began to swirl around her as she looked at him once last time, her hearts beating painfully in a hard, slow, dying manner.

"I'm sorry for everything. I promise you'll see me again." With that, she closed her eyes as a burning sensation took over and the orange glow began to leak through her eyes and mouth. With a final living breath, her head cocked back as her arms spread apart as wings of orange banned across the room.

He shielded his eyes as her regeneration energy exploded. That would be him soon....he had to hold on....he wanted whoever she would become to see him like this one last time.....just so she wouldn't forget him. It's what she would want. He was with her from the beginning in this body.....and he would change too......ironic how things like this work out.....

As the orange energy fanned through her body, warping it and changing it in every way, shape and form, the woman then slammed forward into the floor, motionless for a long moment. Her eyes opened wide as she quickly picked herself up, stepping to her feet, but still being weak as she fell back slightly, supporting herself with her own TARDIS.

Where am I? Where do I go?...wait, WHO am I? What do I even look like--oh... that feels nice... she grinned as she felt the curves of her waist. A bit older than her usual forms, but still sultry as ever. Bright brown eyes, dark brown hair. How lovely. She quickly turned to see the Doctor, to which her eyes locked on him with a breathless gaze.... and then she smirked. "You have an awful lot of running to do, darling. Watch and learn." she laughed lightly as she then twirled into her TARDIS, shutting the doors behind her.

The Doctor watched her as she left. He would see her again.....he didn't know when, but he would. "Nrgh!" He grunted as he felt his regeneration approaching. He staggered back inside of the TARDIS, sending her adrift in Earth's orbit.....his adventure was ending.....but a new one was just beginning.