Reblogged from the-doctor-infinitum
“I miss it too, Doctor, but I understand why what happened had to happen. My brother explained it to me, seeing as he had been there to witness it, but enough of that. It’s not good to dwell upon the painful past; I’m not saying to forget it, because that is impossible, but not to let it consume you.”
He stretched his massive wings, inspecting the Doctor’s handiwork, and giving a grateful half-smile. ”It will be awhile until I can fly again, and even when I can again, I have nothing to go back to. My children are grown and want nothing to do with me. My ex-husband, who I was bonded to when I was captured, broke the bond during my captivity and wants nothing to do with me. As I said earlier, my brother I haven’t seen since I fell into this universe. I have nothing and no one, Doctor. The Harrier took that all away from me.”
The Doctor took a few paces backwards as Gamma opened his huge wings. “You can stay here for as long as you like. Not here, here.” He said, gesturing at the medical bay. “Here in the TARDIS, I mean. My husband won’t mind.” Or know, he thought. “There are loads of spare rooms. We can go and find you one now, if you like. Oh! And your pie! I’d almost forgotten.”
He slipped an arm around Gamma’s shoulders and motioned him towards the door. “And clothes… you need stuff to wear. Okay, pie, room and then you can have a rummage through my wardrobe. Well, I say my wardrobe. It’s not just my stuff in there. It’s jam-packed with all sorts of odds and sods I’ve collected over the years, so there should be something to fit you.” Of course, he didn’t think for one second that any of this nonsense would make his guest feel any better. As he’d said, he had ‘nothing and no one’, and that saddened the Doctor to the core. He did his best to hide it with a breezy smile.
Gamma followed the Doctor to the kitchen/mini-dining room, where he basically inhaled the whole 9in pie within minutes. ”My word! That was amazing, Doc. I had almost forgotten what proper food tasted like,” he exclaimed. He could almost feel the energy returning to his body from that simple bit of food. He took the plates and silverware to the sink before following the Doctor to the bedrooms.
After looking at several rooms, one finally caught his eye.
Although rather simplistic, its appeal was attributed to the fact it looked like his son’s room in his now ex-husband’s TARDIS. ”I’ll take this one, if that is alright. I had a similar room in my now ex-husband’s TARDIS; it was my son’s room.”