History Has Its Eyes On You

undermyprotectxon:

“Yes, but… I thought I would have found it by now, but I miscalculated. Maybe we should go back to the TARDIS and come back when we’re sure where we’re going. Besides, who am I kidding? I’ve taken you to a million pretty places, it never stopped us from ending up in fights like these. It’s always the same thing.” he sighed and ran a hand through his hair, his hands shaking slightly. “It’s always me asking for more then you saying no then me somehow trying to fix things. As if asking you not to actively try to get yourself killed was selfish. It’s always me giving it my all to fix things. You think I want a peaceful boring life in a cabin with you? I’m the Doctor too! I want thrill and adventure and yes, I want to have a dangerous mermaid join us! But I’m trying to protect you because we have a son, a son too young to understand duty or honor when I have to explain to him how and why his mommy died saving the doctor. I’ve lost children, wives, family. You don’t get it. You probably never will. But I’m tired of fighting with you… And I’m tired of fighting for you. I’m just tired, Megan. An island isn’t going to fix our relationship. Nothing will. Love is just not enough to keep this relationship going any longer. We need more and love is all we have. I gave up so much for you, I fought so hard, I changed so much. And you never asked me to, I just did it because it was right. Because I thought you deserved better than who I was and what I had to offer. It’s unfair for me to ask you to do the same. But then it’s unfair for you to ask me to stay.“ he looked up at the stars, as if they could give him all the answers he needed. “You don’t remember, but I fell for you and you didn’t love me back. So I said: ‘Ok, I’ll leave and come back when I’m over you. You won’t even miss me because I’ll make sure to come in 5 minutes, but years older.’ That was a great plan, but you wanted to be loved so you didn’t let me walk away. And we had many beautiful memories together after that. But it was a very selfish thing to do, Megan. You don’t love me. Love is sacrifice. You just love being loved by me. You love that I changed for you. You love that I’m always there for you. You love that I plan all the dates and presents and dinners and breakfast. You love that when you break my heart, I somehow find it in me to feel guilty and make it up to you. But I don’t want to feel guilty for wanting more anymore. I’ve been with you for so long. And you lost your memories and we had to start all over. And now we’re stuck. I made a mistake asking you to marry me. You will never be the wife I need. It’s not because you don’t want to stay in a boring cabin with me and grow old. It’s because you would rather stand at the doctor’s side than mine. Because if it were him that was here and not me, you would have been more than willing to go on a mermaid pirate adventure. You would do anything for him. Just like I would have done anything for you. But now I have nothing left to give anymore, Megan. So you can either be stuck with the pile of shit I was before we met, a very tired pile of shit. Or you can walk away from us. Whichever you choose, don’t do it because of the love you feel for me or the fear of not being happy. Do it because it’s the right thing to do, and be honest with yourself.”

Megan’s urge to roll her eyes at him was only stopped by the pain in her heart, and by a nagging voice in the back of her mind that wasn’t Storm’s: things your husband cannot bring... She shook her head and took a step back, her face cracking like old wood. “Storm, we’ve had this conversation so many times. At this point I think you know what I’ll choose, and that I’ll choose to keep fighting for you. Because it’s not a choice, it’s who I am. I fight for the ones I love. But you know that. And I changed for you too.” Her voice softened, but the tone was more bitter.

“I spent less time with the Doctor, held myself back from fussing or getting myself in dangerous situations, I picked up mine and Tristan’s lives and moved into your TARDIS because it would have made you happy. And it made me happy too, I was happy to do those things for you, to see you smile...” She sniffed and wiped her eyes. “God I wish I could save you from this, I wish I could save you from your doubt and sadness and fear but I don’t know how. I’ve tried Storm, and it kills me to see you like this but... I think we both know the choice here is yours. You know I’ll fight for you and love you, always. But are you giving up for good this time? Have you really become the sad, bitter man on a cloud again? Don’t push me away...” She trailed off and gently took one of his hands in hers. 

undermyprotectxon:

Storm sighed before taking Megan’s hand. “You’re right. You’ve already been through a lot and I don’t wanna be the next person to put you in danger. That’s the Doctor’s job.” he said before letting go of her hand. “I haven’t sailed in a really long time and if this island was easy to find, it wouldn’t be special. But you’re right, let’s head back home. I’ll ask Captain Storm to take you to the island some day.” his voice was painted in disappointment. Maybe he had gotten too used to traveling with Darnise who would probably appreciate having an adventure alongside a mermaid as much as he did. But he also needed to keep Megan safe so heading home was the best option. “I’m sorry, Megara. Megan doesn’t trust you. We will be on our way now. I hope you find what you’re looking for.” he said to the mermaid.

“Storm wait-” Megan grabbed his arm as the ship sailed away, leaving the mermaid in her wake. She frowned at him, refusing to let him sulk away. “I still want to find the island. But I want to work with you to find it, not take a shortcut by asking a mermaid for help in exchange for whatever. This trip is for you and me to get to know each other and be around each other again. Can we do that?” 

shadow-of-a-guardian:

“Anything within my reach… Except Megan, you can’t have her. She’s mine. Or the ship, I can’t give it to you cause it’s not mine. Well technically it is but not, it belongs to another me, long story.” he chuckled softly before taking Megan’s hand reassuringly, trying to ease her discomfort towards the siren’s presence. “Perhaps you’d like to join us on the ship? Unless you need water to survive, that is. I just think it would be easier to communicate face to face rather than shouting down at the waves. Then you can tell us what you want.“ then he turned to whisper in Megan’s ear. “If what she asks for is too much, don’t worry. In a few hours it will be dark and it will be easier for me to use the stars as guide. I promise I won’t let her put us in danger, I’m just curious about her.”

When Megan entered her office on Gallifrey there was already someone sitting in her chair.

“Good afternoon, Chancellery Helpdesk, how may I assist you?”

Missy looked up from a virtual display and beamed at the Guardian, showing a surprisingly predatory smile. 

“Oh, it’s youuu,” she chirruped. “You’re the one in charge, not the assassin one who hates herself. I see you’ve been making yourself busy mopping up the revolutionary stragglers. How’s the leg?”

shadow-of-a-guardian: 

Adric was sweating profusely, yet his skin was cold and pale. Arkytior was shaking beside him, searching for anything that could help in her med kit, yet her sight was blurry from the tears gathering in his eyes. “Whatever you do, don’t pull the arrow out of his chest. Charlotte, check if he’s breathing and check for a pulse.” 

 “I’m fine, it’s just a scratch.” Adric murmured, eyes closed and his voice raspy and weak. “The lights are too bright and the room too cold. G-get me to a h-hospital. I c-can’t feel my fingers.” 

 “Of course you can’t, you idiot! You’re losing a lot of blood!” Arkytior shot at him. “I think the arrow’s gone through your heart. I need you to stay conscious for me and don’t panic.” 

 “Which heart? How’s Charlotte, how’s Trist…?” his muscles tensed and his head pulled back as he began having a seizure. “He’s in shock! Charlotte, make sure he doesn’t hurt himself! Tristan, get us to a medical facility immediately!” she reached out to take Adric’s hand desperately, trying something she had never tried before in her life. “Come on, just take it, little brother. You can do this. Stay with me…” she begged as golden light began flowing from her arm to his. It was painful, it burned and she wasn’t sure if she was doing it right, but he needed it more than her. “TARDIS, we need that antidote as soon as possible. And antibiotics.” she ordered as the seizure ceased and Adric lay on his side unconscious.

The TARDIS hummed at the princess and her engines began whirring faster. Tristan ran from the console room. “I couldn’t land at a hospital that could treat him,” he gasped, “Charlotte I had to go back to your place on Alkali.” Seeing the rage bubbling on Charlotte’s face, he quickly added, “Look I know your mom hates mine but we don’t really have a choice!”