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Living a Dream P27The Doctor woke up and checked his clock. In TARDIS relative time, it was 3 am. He groaned, wondering why in the name of Clom he had woken up at this ungodly hour.
Then he heard the TARDIS rotors going.

He jumped up, pulled a dressing gown over his pyjamas and scooted down various corridors and fell into the console room.

Fenn laughed as she fiddled with the console and Amy helped the Doctor up from the floor.

"In a hurry, Doctor?"

He stood up, "What are you doing?"

"Well, I was bored and I couldn't sleep because of my leg. So I figured that I would go do something while you were catching your beauty sleep."

"Like what, exactly?"

"Vi

Old SoldierIt's an old phrase, you know.
You might have heard of it.
Who guards the guards?
It's a good question.
Not new, but good.
Even the Romans had it.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodez?
The Romans left a legacy.
Everyone knows that.
The ancient soldiers.
I'm a soldier.
I protect the people
Usually from themselves.
But what if I need protecting?
Who is here to guard me?
Where is my legacy?
Did I fight for nothing?
All of the things I've seen
The scars I've carried
An old soldier fighting on.
Help me, please.

Protect me from myself.

Living a Dream P26Fenn ran down the street for dear life as the gunfire opened out behind her. She ducked and weaved; her training taking over as she bolted down the street. She felt a sharp pain in her leg, and staggered. She dragged herself around the corner, and ran head-first into the TARDIS.

The Eleventh Doctor poked his head out of the door, and peered down at her, where she had fallen on the ground.

"What're you doing down there?" he asked.

"Oh, you know, the usual, running for my life," Fenn answered.

"How's it coming along for you?"

"Could be better; they're almost 'round the corner."

"Well come in, come in, kettle's on."

The Doctor helped her

All night, All aloneAmy sat in the cold.

She sat alone, in the cold and the dark and the fear.

She sat alone, and she waited.

It was hard, being left behind. Always left behind.

Amelia Pond, alone in the dark.

She sat in the dead time machine, and she waited.

She waited for them to wake up.

If they ever would. Maybe they wouldn't. Maybe they'd leave her waiting forever.

The Raggedy Doctor. Her Raggedy Doctor.

And Rory. Oh, Rory. Poor, jealous, Rory.

They were just trying to make her happy.

But she already was.

And now she sat, in the cold, dead, time machine.

Praying they'd wake up.

Or that she'd dream.

She wished upon every star.

Just that she'd

Living a Dream P25END OF TIME SPOILERS :(

"That's how the Master started. It's not like I'm an innocent. I've taken lives. And I got worse, I got clever. Manipulated people into taking their own. Sometimes I think a Time Lord lives too long. I can't. I just can't."

Fenn sat on the train to Edinburgh, watching the rolling green landscape slide smoothly by, dotted here and there with hints of civilization. She felt nostalgic, watching the familiar quaintness of it all flow by. Of all the places she had been with the Time Agency, Earth was the quaintest. It had an odd feeling of comfort in familiarity about it. Fenn had seen lots of other planets, peoples, and

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If I had a magazine, this is probably what it would look like, though I might have changed a few things. I did this for school- am pretty happy with the the way it came out. Matt Smith belongs to himself. The background pic belongs to the BBC, though I did edit it quite a lot. The straw thing is a joke between my friends at school and I

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~flying-katana Mar 20, 2011

The phrase "Was crazy old Plato right about Atlantis"--I keep hearing it as if it were a quote of the Doctor's. It sounds like something he'd say, probably in a detatched murmur as he leans in to look at something innocuous yet important.

~Aredell Mar 22, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

I can't remember why I put that on there... something to do with Atlantis XD
It's weird, now that I look at it again, it does seem like something the Doctor would say.

What a coincidence...

~THERAIDER01 Nov 7, 2010 Hobbyist Filmographer

I would so read this, i want to know how to take over the world with straws!!

~Aredell Nov 7, 2010 Hobbyist Writer

Hehehe, it's a game my friends and I play- we have to figure out how to take over the world with the most ridiculous household objects you can think of. Another one was toothpicks.

~flying-katana Mar 20, 2011

Adhesive medical bandages.

~Aredell Mar 21, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Can openers.

~flying-katana Mar 21, 2011

Ballpoint pens.

~Aredell Mar 22, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Paper weights.

~THERAIDER01 Nov 7, 2010 Hobbyist Filmographer

Clever game.

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