Chapter 10- Times Change, and So Must I...

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THE DOCTOR'S P.O.V.

She's the same as I remember her. Sure, she might look and sound completely different, but her personality...

She's still funny...

Still bitchy...

And still beautiful.

God I have missed her. I was so heartbroken when she left. Not just because she left, but that she left without saying goodbye. But now she's back, and I hope she doesn't leave this time.

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I walk into my house only to find it dead silent. That's odd. This house always has something causing a ruckus, but it's silent. Maybe Cita's sleeping...

I go upstairs and into the bedroom only to find that Cita's not there. Then I notice that our painting of Gallifrey, which Cita had painted herself, was missing from the wall opposite me. I began to worry...

What if Cita was taken?

But then I remembered how kick-ass Cita is, and how hard it would be to kidnap her without getting kicked in the balls.

As I was about to leave the room, My eyes fell on some parchment laying on the desk. A letter. I walked over to the desk, picked up the letter, and read:

Dear Theta Sigma

        You may be wondering right now why I would be writing a letter. The truth is, I’m leaving. I want you to know that you were the best thing that ever happened to me. Without you, I would have just been another troublemaker. I hope you reach your dreams Theta. I know, they used to be our dreams, but it’s up to you now. Go on and travel the stars like we’ve wanted to do since we were children. Just remember that I love you and I will never, ever, forget you.

                                                                                                                                                      Love, Delta Cita

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I woke up to find that Cita was not by my side. I got up and went straight to the control room to find her. She wasn't there, so I decided to check the TARDIS security to see where she was.

Hmm I thought That's weird. How can Cita be somewhere in the TARDIS when the TARDIS says the room she's in doesn't exist.

It took me a minute to figure it out, but it came to me. I checked the TARDIS schematics and sure enough, I was right. According to the TARDIS, Cita's bedroom also doesn't exist because it's a clone of the original.

But that would also mean that Cita's either found another room that was cloned or she was looking for a specific room. Probably the second one, considering this place is ginormous.

What room would Cita be looking for from Nicholas' TARDIS?

I walked down the never ending corridors, thinking in my head wherever Cita is. I came to a silver door and soniced the number pad.

The door opened and I walked in.

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CITA'S P.O.V.

I heard the door slide open and spun around. There, standing in front of me, was The Doctor. My eyes widened as he looked around the room. Oh shit...

"You shouldn't be here." I spoke with pride, considering he did sonic his way in.

"Yeah, well, it's my TARDIS." He wasn't really paying attention to his answer, for he was to busy examining my paintings and drawings.

"Actually, it's not. This is technically Nick's TARDIS and I would really appreciate it if you left." He may look different, but I know he's not stupid. He must of figured that part out already.

Once again, he ignored the point of this conversation and questioned me.

"Where, did you get your inspiration for all these pictures, because, I've got to tell you. These do not look like ordinary pictures."

Really, I never noticed Einstein.

"I never said they were. And I get my inspiration from," I can't tell him about my visions, "from events that have happened, that...I remember clearly."

Yeah, I'm avoiding answering why there not ordinary.

"Cita, you and I both know that you are not an ordinary Timelady but-" I cut him off.

"Don't call me that." I despised being called a 'Timelady.' It makes you seem fragile.

"Cita, I just want to be sure that you are safe, from everything, even from yourself."

He's really pushing it now. If he had known- He just crossed the line. The line of fire that surrounds my heart, and it hurts.

I didn't yell. I'm tired of yelling and it not having an effect. I spoke barely higher than a whisper, and made my point.

"Theta, I can't be safe from myself. I'm a fire. I'm made of hundreds of flames, burning for as long as I can. Then sometimes, your light burns out, and you have to be started again. But not by yourself, no. You don't control yourself. You have to find someone to guide you while you fight against yourself. Because the truth is, you're the darkness. The dark in the light, and the stars in the night. You can't be safe from yourself, because you are the darkness that you create."

I then turned away and walked out of the room. He could stare at those pictures all he wanted now, but I knew he wouldn't. No, he's going to follow me.

I've been keeping my emotions and my stories locked away, never to be seen or told. But now it's different.

'Times change, and so must I. We all change and when you think about it, were all different people all through our lives. And that's okay, that's good. You've got to keep moving. So long as you remember all the people that you used to be.'

It's time to come out of the shadows of the past and into the light of the present. But I will never forget being the Timelady that fought in the Time War.

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