22 April 2007

Saskia's Trials - Epilogue

The following morning Saskia and the Doctor said goodbye to Dr Karg and Jeff, then the Doctor took the TARDIS into the Time Vortex. Saskia was seated on the Control Room bench watching as he checked their position. He finally finished checking the scanner screen then came to sit beside her, putting his arm around her shoulders. She leant against him companionably.
"What happens now?" she asked.
"Now, my lady, we do whatever you want to do until you feel fit enough to take another trip. We can watch movies, listen to music, read, sleep and eat in whatever combinations you choose."
"Reading sounds good right now," Saskia said thoughtfully.
"Then reading it is. Where would my lady like to read – in the library, in her room, in here?"
"In the den," Saskia answered.
"The den?" The Doctor frowned. "Does the TARDIS have a den?"
"You probably call it something else. It's the room with the home cinema system in it," Saskia said. "I thought 'den' sounded cosier than 'the home cinema'."
The Doctor nodded. "Then we'll read in the den. We can stop off at the library to get some books on the way there."
He stood up and offered Saskia his arm which she took gratefully. She had a tendency to have random dizzy spells as a result of her treatment at the hands of Oscar, so having an arm to hang on to was a necessity and comforting too. They went to the library and chose a book each, the Doctor tucking them both into his pockets, even though Saskia's choice was a hefty copy of the Complete Works of Shakespeare. He wanted to keep both his hands free since Dr Karg had warned them that Saskia might also suffer from blackouts.
In the den the Doctor settled himself on the left hand side of the leather sofa. "I thought you might want to stretch out," he said as Saskia sat next to him.
"If I stretch out properly I'll probably fall asleep," she said, swinging her legs up onto the sofa. She turned and leant her back against the Doctor's right shoulder. "Is that OK?" she asked.
"As long as you're comfortable," he answered. He put his right arm around her middle, the two books balanced on his hand. "Which one do you fancy first? Dickens or Shakespeare?"
"Shakespeare please." She took the book and opened it on her lap as he put Great Expectations on the sofa arm beside him.

"You know, I remembered that there's a line in The Tempest that I was thinking was suited to you and Rose," she said as she turned the pages, searching for the play she wanted to read.
"Oh?"
"Miranda says to Ferdinand, 'I would not wish any other companion in the world but you.' I thought it was apt for you two."
The Doctor was silent for a moment. "Saskia you don't have to keep comparing yourself to Rose or thinking of my relationship with her all the time. I loved Rose and I miss her enormously, I always will, but you are my companion now."
Saskia stopped turning the pages, puzzled by the note in his voice. "I know I am, but –"There is no but," the Doctor said firmly. "I've had dozens of companions over the years, but right now I only have one and that's you. Do you remember that when talked in Eupatoria, I told you I'd rather have you travelling with me than almost anyone else?"
"Yes." Saskia's voice was barely more than a whisper.
"And I reminded you of that exact conversation a few days ago, when were having a picnic in Oxford. I'm going to remind you of it again, and I'll tell you again what I told you then. I meant what I said. Rose has gone somewhere that I cannot follow her, so I have to travel without her. I could travel alone, but I prefer to travel with someone else. And this time, I chose you." He turned and put his other arm around her, hugging her. "It's you and me now, OK?"
Saskia nodded, unable to speak past the lump she suddenly had in her throat.
He turned the pages of the book in her lap for a few moments, then stopped. "Perhaps you know these lines from Hamlet Act I, Scene 3," he said pointing at the page.
Saskia looked at the lines at which he pointed.
"Read it out to me, please?"
She read aloud: "Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel."
"You'd better be prepared to have you soul grappled with hoops of steel," he told her.
She made a noise that was halfway between a laugh and a sob. "OK."
"You know, when you're feeling up to travelling again, we could go and see Shakespeare."
"Really?" asked Saskia.
"Really, really. But only if you want to."
"Yes please."
He smiled at the note of excitement in her voice.

11 comments:

Helen said...

Good stuff! I like the continuity
and Ten Hugs! (sex in the TARDIS is unheard of except in my imagination...) *don't hit me!*

Andrea said...

Quite dark this time, but neatly tied up some loose ends and dealt with things well. I look forward to more...

Michele said...

Thank you both...

Helen, you'll have to make do with the Ten hugs, I'm definitely not going any nearer than that and the occasional platonic kiss !!

Kirstie said...

Fantastic story! I thought you handled the darker parts of the story very well and the story was excellently paced. It was really gripping, I desperately wanted to know what would happen to Saskia! Great work. :)

Michele said...

Thanks Iona ! I did worry that the story was going to be too dark for people to take - glad that's not the case !

Mai said...

What a wonderful story! I quite liked the darker elements, and the story really did pull me right along. -M.

Michele said...

Thanks Mai !

Anonymous said...

This fourth story is great! It was well worth the hard work and long hours that you put in - well it is from a readers point of view anyway!
There is action and suspense and the developing relationship between the Doctor and Saskia is interesting and thought provoking. Like Mai I am getting to like Saskia more and more as her character develops. She tough as well as being gentle and she has been through a lot since she joined the Doctor as his companion.
Your stories are getting better and better so do keep writing wont you?
Lesley

Michele said...

Thanks Lesley ! There's not much chance of me stopping the stories any time soon... (I aim to write a full season's worth - so 14 in all).

Poor Saskia - I've really been putting her through hell - but on the other hand, how else can I show her character development ? Plus a good story needs drama !

Anonymous said...

You haven't written any more though, its been like ages. Can you PLEASE finish of writing.

Michele said...

I'm afraid I've abandoned this series in favour of writing Martha Jones-centric stories (for the most part).