Everything Ends

Traveling is always better with three. But while Donna Noble is fun, sassy, and more than a match for the Doctor, she's the sign that Lilithanadir's time with this Doctor is coming to a close and a reminder that everything good must come to an end. A rewrite of series 4 of Doctor Who


23. A Period of Mourning

Lilith didn’t listen when Donna tried to comfort her. She shrugged the other ginger off and retreated into her room.

Lilith didn’t usually spend much time in her room other than to sleep every now and then. The room itself wasn’t anything special. Red walls, an oak bookshelf, a dresser, and a bed with a purple duvet.

The purple duvet was soaked with tears.

She didn’t know how long she’d been lying there crying, not that she particularly cared, when she felt the bed shift as someone sat down. It was the Doctor, she knew from the telepathic wave of comfort he sent her when he gently rubbed her back.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “At least she’s alive in the computer.”

“But I’m never going to see her again,” she whispered back. “She may as well be dead.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” he said, gently. “In the end, just before… you called her Melody Pond. Was that her real name?”

Lilith didn’t respond.

“You don’t have to tell me. You could just say ‘spoilers’.”

“No, that was her thing.” She sighed, sitting up. “When I was younger, our family got separated for a few years. Mom had her memory wiped and you, well, you were unavailable. I looked like a human kid, so they put me in foster care. That’s where I met Melody. She was my best friend, my confidant, the only one who knew my whole story. She was my sister when I had no family left.

“I was in my third foster home when a grown up Melody marched in and declared, ‘My name is River Song and I’ve come to take custody of my niece, Lilith Smith’. She became more than just my best friend. She looked after me, took care of me when you couldn’t. And when time was up, she helped me get back to you. I owe her so much and now…” Lilith choked. “Now I’ll never be able to repay her.”

She buried her face in the Doctor’s shoulder and he let her cling to him tightly. “I wish you were able to talk to me,” he said, quietly. “Properly. Without having to hide half of what you’re saying.”

“It doesn’t matter, there’s only two people who would understand and the TARDIS can’t take me to the Ponds.”

“You know where she can take us? Nevarlyn.”

Lilith smiled weakly. “The beach planet with orange sand and purple oceans?”

The Doctor stood and offered Lilith his hand. “Allons-y?”

She accepted. “Vamanos.”

Lilith paused at the door, looking back. She knew she wouldn’t be spending too much time in there anymore, and she knew why.

It looked exactly like the room she’d had in Leadworth.

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