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Tenth Doctor & Tentoo (M)

The Doctor did leave Rose and his metacrisis on Bad Wolf Bay but not in the universe he intended.

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What Happens in Vegas

Love's not a Competition (AO3•TS)

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By any other Name

Just another Doctor

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Part 19 of the The Loved Verse - The whole Tardis team works with Torchwood to find a way to bring Doctor!Donna back.

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Genre: #ua #ot3 #angst #whump DW Timeline: #tentoo DW Trope: #torchwood Relationship Status: #together Angst Trope: #arguments Whump Trope: #near death Smut Trope: #masturbating #blow job #fingering #anal #slash OT3 Pairing: #ten♡rose♡tentoo RTD Era Characters: #jack harkness #mickey smith #martha jones #donna noble Torchwood Characters: #gwen cooper Location: #cardiff #london

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"Hmm? Do what?"

"Have sex with a stranger."

She heard the bed creak as he shifted suddenly, and she took a deep breath, turning to face him. "You want me to have sex with a stranger." He was clearly incredulous.

"I don't ... want you to, exactly. But if that's an experience that you want to have, I don't want to hold you back."

He opened and closed his mouth, looking a bit like a fish. "It's ... it's like he said, though," he stuttered. "It's something we've done before."

"And you pointed out that it's something he's done before. You only share the memory." She selected a dress and pulled it off the hanger.

"That's all experience is: memory. I was just being shirty before."

Rose walked over and sat next to the Doctor on the bed. "I know, but ..." She wondered why she was trying to convince him of something when she wasn't even sure if she could handle the idea. "You can't tell me that sex isn't different for you, as a human. You've said so, and even if you hadn't, I can tell. And so maybe that's an experience you want to have as a human. Or ..." She reached out and cupped his cheek in her palm. "Or maybe it's a memory you want to make that's yours alone."

He looked confused but not, she was relieved to notice, offended. "That doesn't bother you? The thought of me with someone else?"

Shrugging with one shoulder, she gave a small smile. "'Course it does. But what bothers me more is the idea that you might feel like you're...missing out on something. It's a great life we have, I know you know that, but it's the only life you know. There's a lot of other stuff out there. Human stuff which I think he might not understand, and you might not even understand yet. But it's a possibility, you know?" Leaning over, she brushed her lips across his cheek, enjoying the scratch of his significant stubble. "Forget it. If it's not something you want, then I don't want you to do it." She rose to continue dressing.

"It's an interesting idea." She turned to see he had again laid back and was staring at the ceiling, pondering.»

- What Happens in Vegas, by #Fidgin & @unfolded73 (Chap.1)

“I know what it's like to be the third wheel on the TARDIS,” he said.

He'd thought of asking [the part-human Doctor to leave the Tardis and come work with him for Torchwood] the moment they'd all arrived, he just hadn't actually expected he would until the invitation was tumbling from his mouth. Jack knew he'd been manipulative in his choice of words...even cruel. But sometimes, cruelty was what you needed to snap yourself out of the seduction of traveling in the TARDIS, outside the boundaries of time and space, untouchable. For him, it had only taken his own painful immortality and a year of torture to wean him off of it. He saw something of himself in the newer Doctor: a man out of his time, not certain of his place, thrust into the dynamic of the TARDIS and feeling like he'd always been there, but still somehow an outsider. The idea of everything he could bring to Torchwood was staggering, and so he'd jumped, offered the job and then dropped a few bombshells on top of it.

And he didn't feel guilty, he told himself. Rose had her Doctor. Wasn't it fair that Jack should have his?»

- Just another Doctor, by #Fidgin (Chap.3)

A tall, lanky man with broom-bristle hair, in a natty brown suit, leaning against the side of a blue, wooden police box. Passers-by seemed to step around both the man and the box without giving them a sideways glance, almost like they couldn't, wouldn't see him, but Donna felt like she wasn't able to focus on anything else.

She knew him, of course. He'd been at her house that night, after the planet thing. Something-Smith he'd said, though she hadn't paid much attention as he was a bit skinny for her liking. But seeing him leaning against the box like that, she became acutely aware that she knew something else about him: he was a doctor. He'd told her that...hadn't he?

“Do you recognize him?” the blonde woman spoke quietly at her side, staring in the same direction, and Donna turned slowly to her, her mouth gaping open.

“The...the Doctor?” she asked, and almost immediately a sharp pain shot through her temples, like the worst migraine imaginable. Her eyes seemed to throb in their sockets, protesting the bright daylight, and her knees nearly buckled with the intensity of the ache. She cried out and stumbled, and the man, the Doctor, moved forward lightning fast.

“It's started,” she heard him say.

“I'm sorry, I tried to tell her...”

“We have to get her to Torchwood. Now.”

Donna Noble opened her eyes for what felt like the first time in months, and when she did, there stood the Doctor, just like always. “Donna? Donna, you still with me?” he asked, clicking his fingers in front of her face.

“I...” She swallowed, then smiled. “I remember everything,” she said, and then promptly fell unconscious.»

- Just another Doctor, by #Fidgin (Chap.4)

"Yeah, so? What, like you've never..."

The Time Lord sniffed indignantly. "We have, actually, but we are hundreds of years old and much, much wiser."

"I'm not," the Doctor in blue said quietly. "And I haven't." The other Doctor looked over at him.

"What do you mean, don't you remember that time on–"

"That's just your memories that I share, it's nothing I've actually done."

[...]"Doctor," Rose interrupted. [...]The part-human Doctor shifted uncomfortably as she walked over to him. "Does this bother you?"

He sighed. "I'm not thrilled about the idea of you with other men, but if I could learn to cope with the thought of you with Mickey then I'm sure I can accept this."

"Not that." She was staring at him in that careful, sympathetic way which he sometimes found sweet, but also frequently found condescending. "The whole sharing memories thing. It's like, you've only got..." She seemed to try and mentally tally the time they'd been together, then appeared to give up. "You've only got some of your own, and the rest are his."

"So?" He found himself feeling annoyed. Why wouldn't she just drop it?

"So does it bother you that the stuff you remember isn't stuff you actually did[...]?"

[...]He [...] flinched internally. "I just need to..." He gestured toward the exit of the great room, scrubbing one hand through his slightly-longer hair as he turned and walked out, relieved to leave the subject behind.»

- What Happens in Vegas, by #Fidgin & @unfolded73 (Chap.1)

He hugged her back fiercely for only a second before pushing her away and holding her at arms’ length, gripping her shoulders almost painfully. “Rose,” he breathed, sounding on the verge of tears. “How did...?” He looked around, his eyes darting in every direction as though searching for another person he expected to be with her. When he didn’t see who he was looking for, his face grew solemn as his eyes once more met hers. The Doctor looked closely at her, into her, looked her up and down with such scrutiny she began to feel uncomfortable. Wasn’t he happy to see her at all?

“It’s me,” she said, feeling foolish and trying to smile. “I came back. I...I missed you.”

His face fell as his hands dropped from her shoulders. “Oh, Rose,” he said, rubbing at his eyes and looking more miserable than ever. “I miss you, too.” She noted the present-tense.»

- By any other Name, by #Fidgin & @unfolded73 (Chap.1)

And now the other Doctor suddenly surged forward, similar to the way his double had done. But there was no regenerative energy pouring out of this Doctor – it was all pouring in, and his body had no way of coping with it.

She'd be damned if she was going to sit there and watch the two men she loved die. Rose ran over to them, reached out and started jerking wires out of the backs of the wretched machines, destroying the connection between the three of them. Smoke rose, and the roaring noise reached a fevered crescendo, then began to, mercifully, fade. Almost immediately, the luminosity around Donna and the second Doctor began to dim, then disappeared entirely. But Rose blanched when she saw that it had not diminished around her Time Lord – that deceptively beautiful golden aura continued to grow in strength, even as his body shuddered with the pain of it.

“It's...too late...” he hissed. His eyes pleaded with Rose. “Can't stop it...I'm sorry.”

The other Doctor, now free from his straps and connectors, stood next to Rose, hysterically ruffling his hair, his eyes huge. Donna was over by Jack, typing in Zantidror at an alarmingly fast rate – somewhere around one hundred words-per-minute, Rose guessed. Her heart was heavy; they'd succeeded, but at what a cost? She felt her other Doctor's arms go around her, and he pulled her against his chest where she wept for the thought of how their lives were about to change, and everything they were about to lose.»

- Just another Doctor, by #Fidgin (Chap.5)