Not the Last - A Doctor Who FanFic

The same dream every night , of a planet called Gallifrey. The sky...a bright orange,with a citadel enclosed in a mighty glass dome,shining under the twin suns, beyond that the mountains go on forever, slopes of deep red grass, capped with snow. It was beautiful until one night... the nightmare came. Young Alex, she loves this imaginary planet, she knows it as well as the real world. But what happens when she turns sixteen and not only meets the mysterious man from her dream, but also finds out it's all real, that she isn't who she has known herself as.
Then what if, the Doctor's life is at risk, what will she do to help him survive?


18. Fading

I fall back as the Dalek leaves. The Doctor catches me before I hit the ground. He lays me down whilst still holding me in his arms. 

'Clara, hold her for just a second until I check something' Clara takes hold of me, her hand the only thing between my head and the cold floor. The Doctor pulls a stethoscope from his inside pocket, he places it to one side of my chest, then to the other. The Doctor let's out a short sorrowful sigh.

'Just as I thought,...Alex, listen to me, you have to regenerate, I know you may have done it maybe a few hours ago, but just do it again' his voice was calm, reassuring, yet also filled with a slight tone of worry.

'I...can't' my answer is short, my voice is broken, I can barely talk.

'Don't say that,  just regenerate, you can come and live in the TARDIS, and travel with Clara and myself, please' his plead was cracked, I could see his eyes welling up, I could see he was upset although he had only known me for a few hours.

'' my breaths were becoming less, my voice was fading, my eyes were threatening to close. He must know that I am weak from using my regeneration energy to save his life. He must know that I am going to die.

'There must be a way!' I could sense the desperation in his voice, to not be the only one, to have another like him.

'There...' I took in a breathe, and quickly let it out as my eyes failed on me and closed. A tear from both Clara and the Doctor hit my face, Clara's hand lay my head to rest on the cold floor.

'Are you ready to go?' the Doctor stood, and slowly made his way towards the door.

'What about...Alex?' Clara's small voice showed concern, and worry.

'I'll call a friend from the TARDIS to come and... burn her' the Doctor spoke his sentence slowly, saying the final two as he exited the room. Clara then followed behind him closing the bedroom door behind her. I could hear the TARDIS leaving, leaving me behind, leaving me to live my own life.

I slowly began to regenerate. I may have saved the Doctor, but I had a small feeling once those Daleks saw me still alive, they would try to kill me again, and so I saved one last regeneration for myself.

I am a Timelord from the planet Gallifrey. I followed a madman, I escaped in a Time And Relative Dimension In Space. I was fifteen, the time vortex converted me to human, rewriting a timeline to suit myself for the past three months before my birthday, leaving me a fob watch which I gave to myself on my sixteenth birthday. I opened it before I died, to reveal my true identity, to reveal my whole life. I can now have my own life, my own story, my own adventures, I... am Alex Jones...The Storm.

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