Mates

Here we go another flashback this is when we find out how and when the Doctor first fell in love Martha. Enjoy :) !!!!!

She was running with him from some evil alien species whose name at the time was irreverent compared to the need to live. Then it dawned on her they wanted the Doctor’s blood to revive their dying race, they didn’t want her at all! They reached the cliff were the TARDIS was aliens hot on their tails which made her smile a little because they had tails but this was not the time to joke. She stopped looking at him. “Leave me Doctor!” “Are you mad?? Yes you’ve gone mad!” his brain had been clouded since he came into his heat with thoughts of Martha and the very present will to live he shook his head trying to determine whether it was his will or hers.


Lately he had been taking longer trips into her mind while she was asleep to see if she thought about him the way he thought about her and was a little on the hurt side when he did. Her soul touched something in him like an amazing phoenix song she cared for him. He stopped short when he found out it was her stethoscope that Rose used to listen to him shortly after his regeneration. Taking whiffs of her scent as his mating cycles progressed looking back he hadn’t been able to see so clearly into Rose’s mind but today his intrusion on Martha was involuntary.

“Go…she said giving him a hard shove… leave me!” Her body was tired she couldn’t take another step if she tried while the TARDIS was just up the steep cliff and she knew he would carry her but that would only slow him down. He had three regenerations left and she didn’t want him to waste them all on her. “But….” his heart was swelling he tried to determine whose heart it was sadly it was his.

She looked to him every in essence of the words beautiful and Time Lady as she firmly stood her ground against him. This made his heart ache even more for while she would have made a damn good Time Lady she wasn’t she was an ordinary human woman making a desperate attempt to save his life. Staring him in the eye she said “I’m not Rose, Doctor, leave me! I can take care of myself. Trust me when I say this I will find my way back to you!!”

In that moment he knew that he loved her more than he would ever admit. No she wasn’t his Rose but she was his Martha the little hellion that she was. She didn’t need him to defend her from every little thing. She had more intelligence, more education, more sass, more acceptance. In short she just had more and he realized why he loved her so because she wasn’t Rose. He left her behind and waited for the day when she would come back to him. One morning he came out of his room and there she was in the kitchen cooking him breakfast and making tea. He couldn’t control himself as he kissed her passionately leaving her breathless before brushing it off as being glad to see her.

In truth he seemed to go insane thinking about her. Surrounded by a meadow with a large lake just north of them she looked up into that smile. “Are we in my mind or yours?” He shut his eyes and the sky filled with stars when he heard Martha sigh at the sight he took advantage of this and thrust deeply. She couldn’t breathe the world around him felt so hot so tight and wet. Never taking his eyes off her he marveled at the way they became like his own as she felt what he felt being inside of her. Thrusting he moaned as he felt complete fuller than he ever had before. *So our connection works both ways Imagine that!* Tears streamed down their faces as the stars burst into a millions of gazillions of shooting stars when they climaxed. He remembered lifting her off the floor and taking them to his bedroom. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt so tired or last he slept because he was tired for that matter but seeing Martha sleep so peacefully made him want to join he. Then the notion of his anatomy hit him and that he had no say in the matter being that his member was lodged inside of her not coming out until his seed was fully emptied into her. Careful with their positioning he then eased down with her him laying on his back turned a little on his side putting her in the almost exact position with her legs on the side of him. At some point during his sleep he laid his hand in a protective manner across her belly.

AN: How was it????