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30 November 2007 @ 05:27 pm
Reflection (2/4)  
Title: Reflection
Part 2
Pairing/Characters: 10/Rose, OC Children
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Human Nature/Family of Blood
Beta: (for this part) ganeris
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, If I did you'd be watching this story on TV
Synopsis: While looking for her missing daughter, Rose makes a disturbing discovery.

A gift for vinceliav. This is a combination of two requests she made of me, and I certainly hope she likes the outcome.

Link to Part One

This story also been greatly inspired by #13 of irishlullaby’s November pic prompts from time_and_chips.
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Part 2

The Doctor turned the key in the lock as quickly as possible, and shuddered as a particularly cold raindrop slid between his shoulder blades. He waited just a heartbeat longer in the pouring rain, gritting his teeth against the cold, as his adopted son ducked inside the TARDIS ahead of him. Tyler ran up the ramp, ripping his hat off with a grunt of frustration and shaking copious amounts of water out of his thick brown hair. At twenty-one years of age, Tyler was developmentally closer to a human at about sixteen or seventeen. Advanced empathic abilities usually made him more patient and understanding than the average teenager; however he did have his moments. Quickly determining that this was going to be one of them, the Doctor took a deep breath and removed his dripping trench coat. He laid it over one of the ship’s support beams and hurried over to the TARDIS’s center console.

She hummed at him in greeting as he approached, and the Doctor rewarded her with a slight pat before pulling a few levers and twisting a glass globe. He breathed a sigh of relief as the grating sounds of dematerializing filled the console room. Any longer on that planet and the poor girl would have floated away.

Now to deal with his son. The Doctor hitched up a hip and leaned on the console, folding his arms across his chest. “Well, let’s have it,” he said, eyeing the youth.

“You know,” Tyler complained, while removing his decidedly vivid yellow raincoat, “I think you like being uncomfortable. Why else would you land us at the Market of Odensy in the middle of Monsoon season?” The boy pulled off one of the coat’s matching rainboots, spilling about a half a cup of water out onto the TARDIS floor in the process. “I mean,” he continued, wrenching off the other boot, “we live in a time ship, for goodness sake. Why couldn’t we have arrived in the summertime, when the sun is shining and the vendors are much more hospitable? But no,” Tyler’s emphasized his sarcastic tone by wringing his sopping socks out into the top of his boot, “We have to make the apothecary open his shop in the middle of the night to distill some of his “magic potion” from the far reaches of Cheem. And then we jsst hmdt tm hammgt,” The Doctor rolled his eyes as Tyler’s rant got muffled through the jumper being pulled over his head. “For that matter,” his son continued, now clothed only in a white vest and jeans that were soaked up to the knee, “why couldn’t we have just gone to the Forrest of Cheem directly, and cut out the middleman?”

The Doctor, mostly dry except for his unruly chestnut hair and a pair of red trainers, affected his most superior expression, “Are you finished?”

Tyler watched his father intently for a second, as if thinking the matter over. “I think I am, yeah.”

“Good,” the Doctor answered as he sauntered over to his son, shoes squelching with every step, “because if you want to see a real monsoon, I’d be more than happy to take you to Cheem. They don’t call it a rainforest for nothing you know.”

Tyler’s brilliant purple eyes sparkled with mischief as he let a small smile come over his handsome face. “I’ll bring my bathing suit.”

The Doctor flashed an identical grin. “See that you do. In the mean time though,” he patted his palms down the front of his brown pinstriped suit jacket, “we’ve got to get this ‘magic elixir’ into your sister as soon as possible.” He turned towards the support beam where he’d laid his trench coat and frantically rummaged through the numerous pockets.

Tyler tapped his father on the shoulder, producing a small glass vial from his jeans pocket when he got his attention. “You gave it to me for safekeeping.”

“Right,” he said, absently rubbing the back of his neck, “I knew that. I was just testing you, is all.” He palmed the precious elixir and made for the door, gesturing for the young man to follow.

“I don’t know Dad,” Tyler quipped, “I think you just might be getting forgetful in your old age.”

“Oi!” The Doctor stopped mid-stride to glare at his son. Indignation turned to confusion rather quickly though, when he suddenly noticed that he didn’t have that far down to look. “When did you get so tall?”

Tyler cocked his head to the side, as if examining his father from a different angle, “is that a gray hair?”

Scowling, the Doctor turned the boy around and gently pushed him back in the right direction. “When nine hundred years old you reach, look as good, you will not.”

“Seriously Dad,” Tyler protested, but kept walking, “with all of time and space to choose from, why do you always quote movies from twentieth century Earth?”

“Because as the Last Lord of Time, I can do whatever I want.” He grabbed Tyler’s shoulder and pulled him along at a faster pace. “Come on,” he continued, “I don’t want your sister getting any worse, and your mum’s probably going mental from us being gone so long as it is.”

They turned to enter Freya’s room at last, stopping abruptly just inside the doorway. All the levity of the last few minutes disappeared as they warily glanced around. Nothing was out of the ordinary really: the messy pink duvet was hanging off the mattress; stuffed animals of every shape, size, and species cluttered the room; and the serenity chimes his daughter had received as a baby filled the air with soothing sounds. Rose and Freya weren’t present, and the Doctor could have easily just assumed they’d moved into the family room to watch a movie, or even to cuddle on the big bed in the master suite next door; but he didn’t. Because something, (and he wasn’t quite certain what) was very, very wrong.

“Dad?” The Doctor looked over at his very psychic son, noting the uneasy expression on his youthful face.

“I know,” he said, gently laying a palm on Tyler’s shoulder. “We need to find them.”
*The Doctor quotes Yoda, from George Lucas's classic film, "Return of the Jedi."

Link to part three
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Marinajavabreeze on November 30th, 2007 11:11 pm (UTC)
Great chapter. I love the fact that it seems Tyler takes after Rose.
svanderslice: DW - Rose XDsvanderslice on November 30th, 2007 11:43 pm (UTC)
Thanks! What I find really funny, is that some people love that he's just like Rose, and others think he's just like his dad. To me, he's just Tyler. It is so interesting to hear everyone's opinion. :)
Harpinredharpinred on November 30th, 2007 11:36 pm (UTC)
ACK! You are mean to leave us there like that :)

This was my favorite line, and it had me rolling.
Scowling, the Doctor turned the boy around and gently pushed him back in the right direction. “When nine hundred years old you reach, look as good, you will not.”
svanderslice: DW - Rose XDsvanderslice on November 30th, 2007 11:42 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you liked it! As a matter of fact, when that line popped into my head, I actually laughed out loud and disturbed a couple of people. So glad it worked for you. :)
Annairishlullaby on December 1st, 2007 12:23 am (UTC)
Love it so far. :D

As for your Question about the pic... all I can say is that I found it on Flickr with the keyword 'angel' in was in with several other pics in a collage thing of sorts.
svanderslice: DW - 10/babysvanderslice on December 1st, 2007 12:36 am (UTC)
Thanks! I'm so glad you posted that pic in your Nov pic prompts, I've never been so inspired by an image before. I think that if I want to make a "Freya" icon though, I'd better use a screenap of little Rose from "Father's Day." Thanks though. :)
KathyB: DW 10/R Closekb91 on December 1st, 2007 12:41 am (UTC)
Part 2 has kept me hooked, though now I'm desperate for part 3 to find out what will happen when the Doctor sees what Rose and Freya are doing.

I really like the relationship between the Doctor and Tyler. For all his bluster about "domestics", he took to fatherhood so easily in this universe (though I'm sure he'd disagree ;)) and Tyler has grown into a wonderful young man.
svanderslice: DW  Freyasvanderslice on December 1st, 2007 03:12 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you are enjoying my little fic. I'm really anxious to post the last part, so I hope to have it up soon.

To address the fact that the Doctor is rather domestic in my little 'verse, I always thought that he'd take to it quite we actually, as long as he got to keep traveling in the TARDIS. He's so desperate for love, for someone to take care of and to take care of him. I really don't think him being a great dad is such a huge stretch. I think he'd be brilliant at it. Just watch him with Chloe in "Fear Her."

Tyler has grown into a wonderful young man.my baby since I wrote him into existance. Everyone's affection for this particular OC really caught me by surprise, but I love it. It really gives me a sence of pride and acomplishment. Thank You so much for reviewing. I hope you like part three as much.
Shen: Don't Blinkmaniacalshen on December 1st, 2007 06:42 am (UTC)
Creeeeeepy. In other news, I love it when Who fics reference Star Wars. :D
svanderslice: DW - 10 svanderslice on December 1st, 2007 03:14 pm (UTC)
Thanks, and it just seemed like a good time for him to say that. I hope you stay tuned for part three.
Vincelia Valentinevinceliav on December 1st, 2007 07:12 am (UTC)
No fair with the cliffhanger! Now you got me craving more! LOVED IT! I love how natural the Doctor seems with Tyler, specially when they get that banter going. And Tyler asking about the grey hair! *dies laughing* I so want someone to say that to the doctor!
svanderslice: DW - 10/Rose svanderslice on December 1st, 2007 03:16 pm (UTC)
You know me, I can't write a story that isn't completely filled with lovely little cliffies, MUAHAHAHA!!

I'm so glad you like your present. I just figured that since Tyler was a cheeky little smart alec as a child, that it would just get worse as a teenager. :)
gate_shipgate_ship on December 2nd, 2007 01:46 am (UTC)
I'm getting the feeling that Freya's friend is "daughter/sister of mine" from the Family of Blood...
Lidda_Annelidda_anne on December 2nd, 2007 06:53 am (UTC)
Aww the Doctor and Tyler are so cute but I'm confused isnt Tyler the Doctor's son?

'as his adopted son ducked inside the TARDIS ahead of him'
svanderslice: DW - Rose XDsvanderslice on December 2nd, 2007 02:40 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! You can learn all about Tyler in my Post-Doomsday reunion story, Come Back To Me.

Here's the short version though. The Doctor adopted Tyler when he was an infant. Rose came along later (But Tyler considers her to be his Mum), and then obviously Freya came along after that. Freya is the Doctor and Rose's biological child, but that doesn't make Tyler any less their son. If you've got further questions about him though, you'll have to read his introduction.

Again, thanks for the review. :)