If you had to choose part 8

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Title: If you had to choose…Part 8

Author: Flydye8

Pairings: Doctor (11)/Donna

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I wish I owned them but I don’t but that is okay I love them anyway

Summary: Donna and the Doctor(11) are reunited but Rose is planning to have the Doctor back with here can Doctor(9^th) and Martha Donna’s Daughter save the day.

Authors Note: This chapter ended up being kind of long so I spilt it into two different chapters. The second half should be up by tomorrow evening if all goes well. Please enjoy as the journey continues.

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Donna opened the door to her flat then moved out of the way so that the Doctor could maneuver a bit better with a sleeping Martha in his arms her little fingers holding tightly on the tweed coat he wore. Moving toward the child’s bedroom the Doctor laid the precious bundle onto the bed then stepped back to allow Donna to change her into her pajamas.

He watched in amazement as his love got Martha changed and tuck in without even waking the child up. She leaned down and brushed a stray hair from her daughter’s forehead and kissed her goodnight; then signaled for him to follow her out of the room. 

When Donna noticed that the Doctor was not behind her she turned back to the room and watched as he leaned over the sleeping child and kissed her tenderly, then what she heard him whisper brought tears to her eyes, “Sleep well Martha, my sweet daughter.”

As he exited the room he found himself engulfed in his beloved’s arms with her lips crushing against his, “I really love you Spaceman.”

Smiling at her he brushed back her hair from her shoulders, “I know you do.”

Taking his hand she led him to the couch and snuggled up next to him laying her head on his chest listening to the soothing beat of his duel hearts. As she played with his buttons she stated, “It was a good idea to bring Martha to the zoo. She had such good time, thank you.”

Playing with her hair he sighed contently, “Your welcome.” A comfortable silence enveloped the couple and after a few minutes he asked, “Will you come with me?”

Lifting her head she looked at him, “Come with you where?”

Lifting his hand to the window and toward the stars, “Anywhere you like, I want you and Martha to come with me, live with me.”

Placing her hand against his cheek she replied sadly, “We can’t come live with you my love, not yet.”

He looked at her with such pain in his eyes, “Why not?” he asked as he breathed deeply to keep the tears at bay.

Rising up from the couch Donna started to pace, “Because as you told me before life in the TARDIS is a funny sort of life and you are right it is. There is wonder, amazement, beauty but they go hand in hand with danger, hazards and risks. We can’t allow our daughter to be subjected to all that so young. She needs to grow up a bit more so she understands how life in the TARDIS can be.”

The Doctor listened to everything she said and he knew that deep in his heart that his beloved was right but the universe was calling to him and he could not resist urge to go and be with her. 

Donna knelt beside him and grabbed his hands, “I know my love that the universe needs the Doctor there are worlds to save, governments to be brought down, wrongs that need righted.” Kissing his lips she continued, “You are very important to many people out there.”

Cupping her face within his hands he responded quietly, “But you so much more important, you are important to me.”

“Yes, I know that my Timelord and when you come home Martha and I will always be here for you.” She promised to him.

She watched as the pain in his eyes was replaced with joy, smiling at his love he stated, “I do like the idea of coming home, having a home, making a home with you.”

“I am glad you like the idea handsome,” she stated as she rose from her position on the floor and reached for his hand, “So let us consummate the idea of home by you showing me all those other erogenous zones you mentioned before.”

Pulling her close to him he kissed her with all the love he felt in his hearts he spoke passionately, “I like the way you think Donna Noble.” 

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(21 years later)

Martha ran through the corridors of the TARDIS tears streaming down her cheeks until she couldn’t run anymore. Sitting on the grate under her she leaned her head against the wall and immediately felt a soothing hum reverberate in her mind.

Brushing her hand against the wall she spoke, “Thanks old girl for trying to help but I really don’t want to do this.”

A voice caught her attention, “You know I think you are the only other person besides me that actually talks to my ship.”

She watched as the Doctor walked to her and sat on the grate beside her he grabbed her hand, “I know this is going to be hard for you. Witnessing any type of death is not easy trust me I know, but think of it this way you will be able to comfort your father during his last hours of life.”

Moving closer to him she wrapped her arms around his torso and leaned her head against his chest enjoying the smell of lemongrass, leather and time that clung to him. 

Unaccustomed to the close contact to another being he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her allowing long dormant instincts to surface. As he held her close, the feelings emerging within him took his breath away and he found his eyes tearing up at the potency of them. He had been alone way to long.

So lost in his thoughts he almost didn’t hear her muffled voice when she asked, “What am I suppose to say to him.”

Pulling her back from his chest he looked at her face, “I don’t think you will need to say a thing your eyes will express everything.” He paused before continuing, “But there is one thing you cannot do and that is try to save him.”

“I know, I know he is a fixed point in time and if it changes it will bring down the reapers.” She responded.

Surprised at her response, “How do you know it is a fix point in time Martha?”

Not thinking anything of it she stated, “I can see the timelines almost like a weave. I am not as adept as you or my step-dad but I seem to know which ones are fixed and which was are in flux.”

“Who is your father, Martha?” the Doctor asked astonished

Taking a deep breath she replied, “I guess we are about to find out.”

Looking down at her he caressed her cheek, “Are you sure you are ready my lovely red-head.”

Wiping her face she gave him a weak smile, “No, I don’t think I will ever be ready but best not delay to long.”

Standing up first, the Doctor reached for her hand helping her to her feet, “Well then let us not delay then and be on our way.”

Starting back down the passageway Martha tugged at his hand, “How are we to know when in time we have to go?”

Smiling down at her he stated, “Timelord me that is easy.”

Tilting her head to the side she with her hands on her hips she looked at him with irritation; chuckling he continued, “We use your birthday as a starting point, go back nine months, the term of a human pregnancy, to the night where your mum and dad made love we will follow him from your house and find out where he is staying.”

Shaking her head at him she stated, “You are pretty smug right now aren’t you.”

Grabbing her hand, “Yes, Yes I am because I am brilliant that way.” Arriving in the console room Martha told him her birthday, in which he set to memory, and then he typed in the coordinates. Pulling the activation switch he set them off to their destination. 
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(25 years and 9 months earlier)

Landing in the ally adjacent to the pub that the Doctor read in Donna’s Diary he took a final look on the monitor to make sure that they would not be seen. 

He looked at Martha holding out his hand, “Are you ready beautiful.” Nodding her head she grabbed his hand and moved with him toward the door.

 Martha was about to open it when the Timelord stopped her, “Wait hold on a sec.” Reaching in his pocket he pulled out a simple necklace, with an intricate geometric design, reaching around her he placed it around her neck.

After he had the clasp hitched Martha felt him ghost his fingers along her neck sending delectable sensations throughout her body, taking a deep breath she asked, “What is this for?”

Seeing her reaction to his touch he felt his body respond wondering why he was reacting in such a way toward a woman he had just met. Shoving his meandering thoughts of Martha to the back recesses of his mind he focused on the task at hand, “The necklace contains a perception filter so that we can observe without being observed.”

“Don’t you need one as well?” she inquired.

Holding up his hand she saw a ring embossed with the same geometric pattern as her necklace and answered, “I have one just in case.” With a gentle tug of the door he led her outside, creeping within the shadows they maneuvered their way to the back entrance, opening it they found themselves near the loos of the pub with Martha’s mum standing in front of them with her arms crossed.

The Doctor leaned down and whispered in Martha’s ear, “I think we are on time.”
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John Smith walked to the local pub nearby where his beloved Donna lived the moisture in the air collecting on his long brown jacket, from the other universe, which covered his favorite blue suit. He had been going to the same pub for about a week always looking for the fiery red head that was the most important woman in all the universes. He hoped that tonight he would see here otherwise he would have to wait another month before he put his plan in action to save his beloved Donna Noble from the Timelord essence that lay dormant within her mind.

As he walked into the pub he scanned the room than his one heart leaped for joy upon seeing the woman of his affections. Moving to the back area of the pub he sat in one of the corner booths and watched, waiting for his time.

 As he watched her he noticed that she was still so beautiful but her smile didn’t reach her eyes like it did when she traveled with the Doctor. He wanted so desperately just to walk up to the table and kiss her till the smile returned to those haunted eyes.

About an hour after his arrival he saw his chance as she moved to use the loo. Rising at the same time he followed her to the back area of the pub. 

 Martha waited for the appearance of her father and as he rounded the corner she gasped bringing the Doctors head sharply in her direction wondering what caused the reaction from his companion.

As John rounded the corner he was surprised to see Donna waiting for him her arms crossed “Oi why have you been staring at me all night.”

 John didn’t know what to say, running his hands through his messy hair all his rehearsed conversations flew out the window so he relied on the truth, “I am sorry but I find you very beautiful and enchanting as all the stars in the universe. My name is John Smith.”

The Doctor smirked he decided that Martha’s dad was definitely quick on his feet when it came to words.

Lowering her arms she took a step toward him, “Donna, and I think that is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.”

Watching him smile broadly at her Donna’s breath caught in her chest, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, so entranced she barely heard his reply, “I can’t imagine, Donna, why no one would say nice things to you. I bet you are brilliant and wonderful at the same time.”

Dunking her head she blushed at his words, “I am just a temp. I am nobody important.”

John’s heart ached at the finality of her statement reaching toward her chin he lifted her face so that her eyes met his, and stated lovingly, “I would love to show you how important you are if you allow me.”

Reaching up to caress the side of his face Donna smiled as he closed his eyes and leaned into her hand. Upon seeing his movements she felt a tug of a memory but as it faded she spoke quietly, “I seem to know you but I don’t know from where.”

Opening his eyes he gazed into hers, “Maybe we met in another life.”

“If we did I hope that life had has us together forever.” She responded.

Looking down at Martha, the Doctor saw tears in her eyes as she watched her parents speak to each other moving slowly so not to draw attention to them he brought his arm around her. 

With his motions Martha’s tears started to fall down her face, unhindered, with the knowledge that he would keep her safe.

Stepping closer to her John moved his head down and gently placed a chaste kiss onto her parted lips. Pulling back he was stopped by Donna’s hand bringing him down for another kiss. Wrapping his arms around her he traced her lips with his tongue to beg entrance into her mouth, without hesitation Donna allowed the kiss to progress to a more passionate one.

After a few moments John pulled back from her and stared into her eyes, “What do you want Donna?” 

Trying to unsuccessfully to calm her racing heart she replied breathlessly, “I think I want to get out of here and get to know you a bit better without all the distractions.”

“Where would you like to go my sweet red headed goddess?” holding out his hand to her.

Grabbing his hand she marveled how simply holding his hand seemed erotic to her, “I live just a few blocks from here would you like to come home with me.”

Surprised at her less than subtle suggestion she watched as he lifted her hand to his mouth kissing the sensitive skin at her wrist, “I think that is a wonderful idea.”
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 Martha watched them depart the pub with eyes only on each other and hoped that one day she would find a love as pure as theirs. Pulling her toward the door the Doctor spoke, “Come on I think that is our cue to follow.” 

Once outside he asked, “Why did you gasp when you saw your father?”

Looking at him she replied, “Because my father looks just like my step-dad’s previous regeneration but from what I understand he and my mother didn’t become a couple till I was four years old.”

“Are you sure it looks like him?” 

“Yes, I am sure I have seen pictures of my step-dad before his regeneration and my father is a spitting image of him.”

Stopping outside the doors of his TARDIS he stated as he unlocked the door, “We need to find out more information about your step-dad and his travels do you have a Torchwood organization here in this universe?”

Following him up the ramp removing her necklace and placing it in her pocket she moved toward the console and responded, “We did at one time but from what I understand it was destroyed many years ago but I do know someone that might be able to help us.”

“Fantastic, where can we find this someone?”

Pulling out her phone she scrolled down her contact list till she came to the number she needed and pressed send, “I am not sure Doctor but I can call him and have him meet us here and we will not need to go anywhere.”

Curious at her statement he listened as she spoke to the person who answered her call, “Hey Uncle Jack I need your help.” After a brief pause she continued, “Yes, it is important.” Looking up at the Doctor she mouthed coordinates. Turning the screen to her she repeated the numbers to the recipient on the other end of the line. “Okay I will see you soon.” 

Hanging up the phone she smiled at the Doctor, “He is on his way, but I must warn you he will not feel right to you.” As she finished her statement a flash of light shined on the monitor and immediately the Timelord knew what Martha meant when she said this person would not feel right.

Seeing his reaction she stated, “I told you so.”

Moving toward the door of the TARDIS she opened it to find Captain Jack Harkness standing in the threshold. “Hello squirt you called…” His comment remained uncompleted as he looked over her shoulder  at a face he thought he would never see again.

Martha maneuvered him inside and started introduction, “Uncle Jack meet the Doctor and Doctor meet Captain Jack Harkness.”

Jack walked up the ramp and stood in front of the man in leather not sure how to approach him deciding that formality would be prudent till he knew what was going on he held out his hand, “It is nice to meet you Doctor.”

Grasping his hand the Doctor, noticed the vortex manipulator on his wrist now understanding how he arrived here responded, “You as well Captain.”

Looking at his adopted niece he exclaimed, “I think you need to do some explaining Martha.”

“Yes, Uncle Jack but first the Doctor needs to move the TARDIS closer to mum’s flat.” Turning toward the Doctor she gave him a questionable look in which he responded, “The TARDIS will warn us if there is any movement.”

Grabbing her Uncle’s hand with one of her hands and the Doctors hand with the other she commented, “Let us go and get some tea then we will bring you up to date on what is happening.”