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Fights and starlights-Timelord! reader x 13
Hello lovelys! This is an old draft I found in the depths of my computer files. Honestly forgot writing it.
As always, feedback is heavily appreciated as I love to hear your ideas and suggestions!
Warnings: Angst (happy ending), and mentions of blood.
Enjoy- A

Time. It’s a funny thing really.
It all seems relative. if you're standing there, in your room somewhere on earth, there’s someone on the other side of the planet who may be doing the exact same thing but at a different time.
You’d never really been a fan of clock changes, they messed your schedule up.
The only time this was exempted, was when it gave you an extra hour of sleep.
You loved having extra time to sleep.
But now, as you lay blood sodden on the hard cobblestone walk, clothing draped in a sheer blanket of crimson, you wished you’d have more time for a different reason.
You knew she was busy, your space girl, and you knew if she found out you’d tried to send the aliens off on your own, she’d have a proper tantrum.
Laying helplessly in your own puddle of decorable pain really made you think about your life.
Where you went right, and of course where you went wrong.
One of those times being when you’d sent your starlight away.
It had been after an especially rough trip, where you had made the unrightable decision to risk your life to save a small alien child who was stuck under fallen debris.
Your space girl had been truly angry at you.
And you refused to hear it.
“And what? I was supposed to leave that child to die alone?! Without their parents!?!” Your face burned from the anger that raged within.
“You could have gotten yourself killed.” Your star leaned against the control panel of her ship breathing heavily.
“COULD. I COULD have. But I didn’t. And I saved them.” You looked to her, silently awaiting her response.
“I don’t care. I refuse to lose you. I can’t be alone again.”
You laughed sarcastically.
“Oh so that’s why. Ah, I see.” You looked at her, eyes raging with the fire of a thousand flames.
“It’s your own selfishness. You would let a child die, so you don’t have to feel pain?!”
Her head spun towards you.
“Dont. You. Dare. I have seen stars burn from my hands, civilizations fall under MY decisions, and here you are. Trying to tell me what I know. You haven’t seen the worst of it.” She leaned back, closing her eyes.
“How dare you.” Your voice low in hurt and unbelieving anger.
“How dare you speak to me like I wasn’t there, watching as my home and my family BURNED. Watching my loved ones crumble, being tossed in a ship as I watched my parents die, landing on a planet thousands of lightyears away, having no idea where I was and being forced to claw tooth and nail to make anything of myself. So don’t you DARE. Sit there and tell me how hard your life is,” you walked up to her and stared into her deep hazel eyes, “when I’ve seen it all too.” You let out a gust of air in defeat and felt a tear slide down your cheek, betraying your anger. You took a shallow breath before you turned and walked down the long hallways of the TARDIS.
You heard her trying to follow, before the TARDIS led her astray, letting you walk to your room in peace.
You sat down on your bed and whimpered lightly, trying to withhold the emotions that threatened to destroy you. You heard soft music being to play, and the lights dimmed as the TARDIS projected your favorite galaxy onto the ceiling.
"Thanks lovely.” She hummed in response and you leaned back to place your hand against the wall.
She hummed again and you smiled in return, laying back down against the bed frame and looking to the stars above you.
You weren’t sure how long you’d been sleeping, but you were suddenly jolted awaked by your room door being slammed open.
“I think you should go.” You squinted your eyes to see your star in the door way, her face blotchy and her clothes wrinkled.
“What-?” You said barely above a whisper.
“I think-“ her voice broke, “I think you should go. For a little while. Just so we can have some time….apart.”
You felt your soul cry at her words, but you didn’t say anything, you couldn’t.
So, you stood, grabbing your phone from your bedside table and silently walked out the door past her.
As you walked towards the console room, the TARDIS began beeping and humming loudly, seemingly very upset at the sight of you leaving. Yet, she didn’t stop you. She respected you enough to not interfere. You walked into the console room and to the door, opening it you saw you were in your flat, just as you had left it. You turned and looked up to the ceiling of the TARDIS.
“I know my beauty, but you have to.” You turned to the door and touched it lightly.
“Just.. make sure she comes back when she needs to, okay?” The console lit up and you could hear a small hum in acknowledgement.
You walked out fully, and closed the door behind you.
“Now go, and keep my star girl safe.” You pressed your head against the doors before stepping back as you watched the TARDIS phase from view. She was doing what you had asked her to.
Now, as your vision blurred, you prayed that wherever she was, that she was keeping your star safe, just like she promised she would.
You began to feel yourself drift.
This was it.
You were on your last regeneration and there was nothing to be done.
You looked up at the bright blue sky above you and ignored the hurried footsteps that were quickly approaching.
Whatever they planned on doing, they really couldn’t do much worse.
Your thoughts were interrupted as a blonde woman came into view, you could faintly hear her yelling for you to keep breathing, just stay awake.
You wanted to, you really did, but it was so tempting to let yourself sink into the welcoming darkness.
Distantly, you felt yourself being lifted and carried somewhere.
You could hear a heartbeat, no, two.
But that meant, this was your star?
Why would she have come back after telling you to go?
You must be hallucinating. Yeah, that was it.
When you opened your eyes again, you saw a soft golden light pass by quickly and a loud humming.
Oh, it was the TARDIS.
Even in this state, you could sense her panic as you were very quickly set on a bed and told multiple things, none of which you processed.
Something was injected into your arm, and the voice became clearer.
It was your star…crying?
No, begging.
Maybe both.
“Please….just…hang on my love…please…I can’t be alone again… I'm so so sorry please i'll do anything for you, anything.” You felt her lift the crimson sheet of blood off you and begin tending to your wounds.
Your eyes hurt. A lot. As you struggled to open them in the blinding white lights of the room you were in.
A faint beeping sound was heard along with light breathing. You turned your head to see your star, there, sleeping haphazardly in some type of office chair.
You took this moment to study her appearance.
Her jacket was discarded across the room, and her suspenders hung by her sides. Her shirt was ruffled and untucked, and her pants were wrinkled.
Her face was covered in deep lines of emotion, even in sleep you could tell they’d been there for a long time.
You took in a deep breath as you tried to sit up, whimpering as you felt a sharp pain shoot through your abdomen.
Your star shot up from her chair immediately, almost falling on her face as she rushed to you.
“Oh, nonono. You have to stay my love. You need to heal.”
As she spoke you noticed the look she held, it was one of undying love, and of jagged fear.
She began frantically looking you over, making sure you were okay.
“Hey, hey..” You grabbed her hand as she ran it over your bandages, her head turned and you saw the exhaustion clear on her face.
“I’m fine." You offered her a small smile as proof. "My space girl.. always worrying.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“Can you blame me? I mean look at you, your-“
You shushed her.
“I’m alive? Yeah, I am.”
She looked to you and smiled.
You frowned, a sudden thought invading your mind.
“Have you slept?”
She seemed to contemplate this for a moment before shaking her head.
“Can we go to my room? Not to sound ungrateful, but this bed is doing nothing to help my back pain.”
She scoffed.
“You and your backpain.”
You swatted at her lightly.
“Hey! It’s not like I can do anything about that.” You frowned.
“Alright, fine. We can go to your room. I’m gonna carry you, okay?” She looked to you for approval.
You did your best salute, “Yes mamm.”
She shook her head with a smile before very carefully lifting you into her arms and heading out of the room.
You reached up and wrapped your arm around her neck, ignoring the searing pain this caused.
You watched her as she walked, her blonde hair caressing her face as she focused straight ahead, focused on getting you there as comfortably and safely as possible.
You let your eyes fall closed, as the rocking of her steps caressed you to sleep.