Jealousy in a Timelord (11th Doctor X Fem!Timelord!Reader)
Characters: 11th Doctor X Fem!Timelord!Reader
Universe: Doctor Who
Warnings: Injury, technically there’s death and I think I only swore once.
Request: Could I request a doctor who one where the reader is a Time Lord too, and she's the doctors wife (instead of river) and she gets jealous when river starts to join her and the 11th doctor and Amy and Rory on the tardis and then she starts to distance herself, refusing to go on adventures with them, instead staying on her own in the tardis and then something sneaks onto the tardis and attacks her maybe and there's angst and fluff where she explains her worries to the doctor and he reassures her.
“I’m taking Amy, Rory and River to Reloxus, want to come along?” He’d asked you. You’d heard something along the lines several times these past few weeks. They followed the same path- Taking Amy, Rory and River to a planet to see something beautiful- something you loved, and asking you to join in. So far, you’d said no- you’d come up with excuses. At first you had good ones, like “My heel still feels sore from the last trip” “Remember the last time we were here? They wanted me dead, you’ve got a new face, it’s best I stay here.” But over time they became worse and worse to “I want to clean the library.” “I’m tired.” and today’s excuse:
“I’ll finish this book then I’ll catch up, alright, I’m nearly done.” You assured him. Your hearts ached seeing his sad smile, and he left you be. You frowned as soon as he was gone, feeling guilty. Reloxus. God, you had so many amazing memories there with the doctor. Your doctor. Your husband, mind you. The first time there you both had different faces, and it was where you’d been reunited after the Time War. You thought you’d lost each other, but you’d managed to escape the planet mere seconds before it became no more. You thought you were alone, and your TARDIS that had barely survived had crashed on Reloxus. You’d presumed it dead immediately and left to try and scavenge some life, unaware it had sent an SOS out to any other TARDIS out there before dying. He was a year late, but the second you saw him, you knew it was him and you were just grateful to have him.
You wanted to go with him, holding his hand so tight and see what was the same since you were last there and so what had changed, but there was a problem. You didn’t like to admit it, but part of you was quite Jealous. Not of Amy, never Amy. You and her got along like a house on fire, driving your husbands up the wall with worry. It was River. You wish you could see her as the daughter of your friends, the little baby they held once and smother her with love… but she wasn’t looking for that, she had her eyes set on your husband, and had done a while. You’d lost track of how many times she’d look you up and down after running into you again, and while you always tried to be kind to her, she barely spoke to you, much preferring to nudge right up to the doctor and flirt with him. Amy and Rory had scolded her several times on your behalf, and your Doctor, in all his glory, was oblivious to the fact that she was flirting with him. This new face of his was pretty naive when it came to women- most times either accidentally making them love him and kiss him, or piss them off. You were no stranger to this- it took him six weeks for him to realise that the flowers you’d been bringing into the TARDIS and placing on the drawers in your room was him- only after he actually went up to examine them and saw the short love letter you’d tied to one of the flowers. Despite his naivety, you still loved him dearly and when an accident did occur with another woman, he was always quick to come to you and tell you exactly what happened, wide eyed and looking like he was in shock. Most times you were there and was aware that he had no idea that he was ‘leading them on’.
You wondered if River was just another one of those women, but one that either hadn’t gotten the message or didn’t care. She knew he was married. She knew you was his wife. You were a timelord like him, you’d been together for hundreds of years, he loved telling stories about your time travelling together to them, but she still insisted on the innuendos and so forth and at this point you felt she was doing it on purpose. You didn’t want to start a fight. Not with Amy, not with Rory, not with River and definitely not with your husband. Amy and Rory had apologised to you so many times on her behalf you’d just shrug them off and tell them it’s fine, though it was hurting you. You’d reached a point where you’d hope that if you ignored it and just let it ride out it would reach a conclusion. Either she made one comment too clear or even kissed him and he told her to stop it and become aware of it, or Amy and Rory would tell their daughter to stop trying it on with a married man, or tell the doctor to be more aware… or he chose her. Leave you behind or something… the idea absolutely broke your hearts. You didn’t want to lose your doctor, the man you loved with all your hearts, and had loved for hundreds of years, who you’d sworn to love and protect unconditionally, and the last person in the world who could really know you.
It had been silent in the TARDIS for a while and you persisted on reading that book till the tears in your eyes blurred your sight and the book was damp. You dismissed it, getting up and deciding a walk around to clear your head would do good- decide what would be a sensible cause of action now. The TARDIS would sing to you in an attempt to not make you feel alone and to remind you that you could talk to her. It was funny really. You was his wife, but the TARDIS was always a sort of second love to him- he called her sexy after all, though you felt no jealousy over her. She was beautiful, and she chose your side over his any day, most times just to spite him- especially when she could actually speak in her human form. You could still remember the look on your husband’s face when you and the TARDIS met and you had your own flirting session with her, in memory of all the times of you chatting up the TARDIS and her hums back just to make your husband roll his eyes. Your conversations these past few weeks were asking questions she couldn’t answer.
“What should I do?” You asked, stopping to lean against the wall, looking up. She made a noise, her way of saying ‘as if I know’. You sighed, considering just sitting on the floor and flipping coins till you reached a decision or just have a meltdown to get it out your system- until the TARDIS made a specific noise. A noise you only heard when she was in danger. When her passengers were in danger. When you were in danger. You got off the walls, looking down the hallways, remaining quiet. You took careful, quiet steps down the hallways, aiming for your bedroom, knowing that it was just a few hallways away and you could lock yourself in it.
It was when you were getting nearer could you hear several footsteps and orders being given. You decided it was now or never, and made a rush to your room. You turned at the corner, skidding when your feet stopped and you saw a familiar species of alien in their army attire. The small group noticed you immediately and you raised your hands. “Hello! It’s Y/N, I lived on your planet for a year- ran that little shop for a while- remember?” You asked, hoping they’d remember you. You’d left on good terms and the other times you visited, they always welcomed you back. Why were they invading the TARDIS? They knew what it was and who it belonged to. You saw some of them look at each other, before they raised their weapons. “Please… don’t do this.”
“We’re under a new ruler. No humans.” One answered you.
“No-no-no, I’m not human! Timelord, two hearts, I just look it!” You explained quickly, though they didn’t seem phased. They population of the planet was small due to a previous illness that wiped most of them out and they had a problem with reproduction, so they were a bit behind with communications with other planets. Enough that when you lived there, they hardly believed your story of you being an alien and not human. You knew there was no point trying to convince them now, as you quickly turned and booked it. They fired, the shots hitting the wall, making you duck, and you started to sprint down the hallways.
God, what had happened to the others? Amy, Rory and River, they were human, and the Doctor looked it as well- what if they’d already been killed? What if they were dead and you were now the actual last time lord? And you never got to resolve the problem with River? Did your husband die worrying or even thinking about you? You needed to know. You needed to see them, dead or alive, you just needed to know their fate. You started taking a longer way around to the main console, and from there you could probably section off the aliens so they were no longer a problem or they’d get lost, and then you’d make a dash out just to see.
You were silently cursing the TARDIS for having such smooth floors that made them usually fun to slide around when bored, but when you’re running for your life from aliens shooting at you it made it that much harder. They were keeping up for the most part, able to see you as you turned each corner so they knew where you were going. Eventually though you reached the console room, and was quick to go around it, knowing you had no time to send them to another part of the ship, and instead made a dash to the door. You swung it open, running out, being met with more guards and… “Y/N!” The doctor screamed, fighting against the soldiers that held him back. You froze, seeing them all being held back. Amy, Rory… even River all looked scared and horrified. A shot rang out, and soon they were all screaming, River included. Everything seemed to slow down as you realised your knees were hitting the ground and your hand flew out to catch you… what about your other hand? Why was it clutching your stomach? You looked down, seeing the blood trickling into the dry soil of the planet. The pain set it. You’d been shot. “Y/N!” Your husband’s voice came through. “Let go of me! She’s my wife- let go of me!” He wasn’t screaming, he was roaring. They either listened or he got through, as soon he had his arm around you, sitting you back and against him, putting his own pressure against the wound as well. You looked around, identifying the aliens on board had come out, and the one smoking gun informed you they were the shooter, and probably shot you from behind, and it had gone all the way through. Laser guns, a lot more effective than bullets that usually got stuck in the body.
“Y/N, hey, look at me.” The doctor asked you in a soft voice, using one of his hands to tilt your head up to look at him. His eyes were already red, tears streaming down his face. You took in his expression, using your free hand to put it on his face.
“Hey… You’re okay?... I thought they’d…. I thought they’d gotten you.” You told him, your voice quiet but… calm. “You had me worried, thought I was alone again.”
“No- you can’t get rid of me that easily… and we’re not gonna be alone, we've got each other right? You can’t leave me alone, it’s just us.” He was begging. You couldn’t help but smile.
“You’re being a drama queen, my love.” You told him.
“Y/N, you’ve been shot, you’re dying.” Rory had spoken up. You glanced over, seeing that the guards had stepped back, letting them go and they came and knelt down beside you, even River who looked… rather upset.Guilty. Amy was crying her eyes out, and Rory looked distraught, not sure if his nursing degree could even help. You chuckled.
“Oh shush… I’ll be fine… won’t I dear?” You asked, looking back at your husband. You almost laughed when you saw it finally click. “Did you really forget? You’re not the only one who knows how to cheat death. Help me up.” You requested, Reaching out for an extra hand, one that Rory gave as he helped you up. The doctor let go, pulling Rory along, before he also grabbed River and Amy and forced them all down. You stood, with some power in your legs again. Amy had tried to get up again when she saw you sway, but River pulled her back down. You looked up at the soldiers, noticing one particular member wasn’t dressed the same. Judging by his attire and what you remember of the previous ruler… “Remember when I said I wasn’t human? I was telling the truth you know.” You announced. You could feel the tingling in your fingers, and looking down at your hands, though one was covered in blood, you could see the gentle glow started to emit. They took a step back at the sight. “I’m a Timelord. The second to last one, and we have a way of cheating death, called regeneration. Want a live performance?” You asked, as the glow got brighter and brighter. You broke into a smile, before your arms shot out, your head looking up, and the burning started.
You felt your body change, every cell burning away and being replaced, and it was more painful than you remembered it being last time, though that was quite a while ago now. You screamed and screamed, hearing your voice changed before it came to a halt. Your arms lowered, your head looking forward again. The soldiers had ran for their lives, and the ruler was on the floor, gaping up at you. You took a deep breath in, filling your new lungs with air and breathing out, before looking down at your friends making sure they were alright. They’re curled up, though as soon as it finished they were peaking up at you, and the Doctor was at his feet, coming to hug you tightly. “Let’s get you in the TARDIS before the coma kicks in.” He whispered in your ear. Ah yes, you’d forgotten about that. “Come on everyone, let's get a move on!” The doctor announced. Amy, Rory and River got up and rushed on board, the doctor keeping an arm around you as you walked in, closing the door behind you. “River, get us off the planet, maybe back on Earth.” The doctor requested, and River silently nodded, starting to flip switches. Amy and Rory came to you, and you smiled.
“How do I look?” You asked them.
“Um… different.” Rory answered awkwardly. “You’re… still-”
“Yes, I’m still Y/N. New face, new body, but still me. My personality might change as well, but I’m still me. You could have met his previous generations. The last one was skinny as anything, I remember Donna once saying-”
“Alright, come on, we can discuss later, let's get you to bed.” The Doctor ordered, pushing you along down the hallways. When you were alone, he finally spoke again. “You okay?” He asked.
“I’m fine for now, can’t wait to see what this new body has prepared for me.” You answered. You turned to look at him. “Am I pretty?” You asked. He couldn’t help but smile down at you.
“Still as beautiful as I remember… you’ve been kind of distant recently, you sure you’re alright?” He asked, as you came to your room, opening the door. You went inside, plopping on the bed and sighed. You could feel this new bodies change in personality on you right now. You felt more...brave, confident in a way, maybe even more confrontational, less scared of it anyway.
“You do know River’s been blatantly flirting with you since she came to join us for a while?” You asked. The doctor's eyes widened. It had gotten to the point where if you said someone was flirting, your husband never doubted it since you could actually read it while he couldn’t. “Like, blatantly, even when I’ve been there. Amy and Rory have told her off for it and had to apologise to me and… well, I was getting a little jealous. I hoped if I was away from it, it would just go away or you’d realise, or she’d realise how bad it is and stopped. I think after today she got the message though and… I think if she did try it again in this new body of mine I’d have no problem telling her off.” You explained, swinging your legs up, and pulling the covers over you.
“That’s new, usually I’m the jealous one.” The doctor joked lightly, coming to sit on the bedside. “I’ll sort it out… want anything when you wake up?” He asked. Your eyes started to close, feeling the immense tiredness start to take over.
“...Fish fingers and custard still sounds nice.” You mumbled, hearing him chuckle before you were out.
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