Title: The Ghost Of Me
Summary: –Sequel to A Meeting of Fate– A month after meeting Brona Croft, the Doctor finds himself back in Victorian London facing yet another Rose lookalike. But that’s impossible. Right?
Characters: Tenth Doctor, Brona Croft/Lily Frankenstein
Notes: Yes it’s a sequel to the Penny Dreadful/Doctor Who story you never knew you didn’t want. This is still pre-Waters of Mars Doctor, and set after 2x05 for Lily (no spoilers).
Seriously recommend reading the first story before you read this one. You can find it here.
Lily took a deep breath as she stepped outside, letting the fresh air and sun wash over her. Victor didn’t let her out often, and never unsupervised – she knew it was just because he worried about her, but sometimes she felt like a prisoner in his home. Unintentionally, she knew – Victor would never want her to be upset or uncomfortable. And she never actually expressed her displeasure at being trapped inside so much, mostly because she couldn’t put the feelings into the words – the need to be out and about, to be in the heart of London, to explore, to see, to learn.
Sometimes the feelings got a little overwhelming, if she was honest with herself. She didn’t understand the desire to be in a place she had never seen before – it went so far beyond simple curiosity. Sometimes she felt like she belonged in London. But that wasn’t right, was it? Victor had said she was from the country. What did she know of city life? She attributed most of it to the accident which had robbed her of her memory – Victor had said she was a little different from who she used to be, after all.
Of course, she could tell herself that all she wanted but it did nothing to stifle the awful need to escape. So she took advantage of these times when Victor was away to just step outside and enjoy the fresh air for a bit. She had a few hours yet before he returned, though she doubted she would stay out for even an hour more – it made her feel strangely anxious to be exposed like this.
Especially without Victor at her side.
A light wind whipped to life and she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. With the wind in her ears she missed the slightly wheezing sound echoing from nearby.