Post by John Darnacan on Feb 8, 2006 16:41:19 GMT
Part 10 – Times Change
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“Frauline Austin,” Deiter called.
There was no point hiding anymore. Faye stood up.
“Vee vere vorried about you.”
“Oh really?” she answered stiffly. “Is that why you were following me?”
“Ja. Vee found your car,” said Deiter. Faye stared back.
“Your boss wasn’t too happy with the Doctor, was he?” Deiter stared back blankly. “Afraid we’re going to spill the beans?”
“Spill ze beans?” Apparently, the German didn’t understand that English idiom.
“You know, tell people what we know?” she spat in frustration.
“I do not know”
“If you’re going to kill me just get it over with!”
“Vhy vould I do that?”
“Isn’t that what you Nazis are best at?” she spat. “You’ve already nearly shot me once.”
“I am NOT a Nazi!” For the first time she saw emotion in the normally calm and cool Deiter.
“Really? Where did you serve during the war? The Luftwafer? In a U-boat? The Wehrmacht?”
“As a Hitler Youth, I was too young. I only served at the end of the war, when Hitler became desperate.”
“Of course” she said triumphantly. “A Hitler Youth!”
“Well, if you’re not going to kill me “mein herr”, I have places to go!” She didn’t know game Deiter was playing, but she decided to get away as soon as possible. After she was out of sight of Deiter, she broke into a run. Then Faye realised the German might still be following her. She doubled back in a misleading direction. She didn’t want to lead Deiter back to the TARDIS. She stopped behind some trees, and waited. She wondered if he was some sort of expert tracker, and she was only kidding herself. After several minutes, she lost patience and made a run for the TARDIS. She had never been so happy in her life to see that battered old police box.
As she unlocked the door, she realised her heart was pounding. Once inside, she ran to the library, not for a book on regeneration, but just to be safe. She was amased at herself. Through her travels with the Doctor she had faced all sorts of dangers, yet what frightened her the most was this Nazi, who couldn’t have been more deadly that Dalek. Perhaps it just hit to close to home. Suddenly, she heard a footstep behind her. She jumped.
“Oh Doctor, you gave me a start.”
“My apologies” he said softly.
“Doctor, are you all right?” He gave a stranded smile.
“Just getting used to this new body.”
“I see you changed your clothes. I told you the others were too wrinkled and frumpy”
“You’re quite right, I’m sure.” He sat down pensively.
“Is there something wrong?”
“I think… I’m hungry.”
“Well Doctor, I’m not surprised. You haven’t eaten much lately, despite the dinners and parties. You know, Deiter’s schnitzel wasn’t that bad. But you just picked at.” She wondered if he was outside surveying the TARDIS now. Faye forced herself focus back on the Doctor. Deiter could wait.
“I’ll see what I can throw together” she smiled. Faye realised that this would be the first time she would be cooking for this new version of the Doctor. While the Doctor would never declare any favourite foods, Faye felt she had detected a couple. She prepared one of them, a fusion dish she created by using the ingredients of three different planets. He ate heartily.
“This is delicious!” he proclaimed. “I can’t remember when I have had such a splendid meal.” Faye beamed. She found this quite a change from the old Doctor, who was more likely to praise her talents to others, rather than directly to Faye herself. He had also eaten a slightly larger portion than he would have previously. This was an aspect of this new persona she could get used to. However, after finishing his meal, he became pensive again.
“Have you ever wondered whether your life should have taken the right course? What would have happened if you had applied yourself differently?”
“Are you asking me? Or yourself?”
He gave a chuckle. “You know, just then, you reminded a little bit, of a young lady I once knew, who also traveled in the TARDIS. Jo Grant. Very sweet. On the surface she seemed the giddy school girl, but sometimes she had bursts of true insight.” Faye wasn’t sure she liked being compared to a giddy school girl, but she accepted the compliment with a smile.
“Doctor, you’re becoming too melancholy for my taste. I don’t know much about regenerations, but I do know you. You’ve been in one place far too long. Usually you’re the one saying let’s go. This time it’s me.” Faye sat down and looked at him earnestly. “Let’s go!”
“Not yet. There’s still some business to be attended to.”
“Those scientists? Well, I may not be a professional historian, but I think I’d remember reading in history class about Hoveron peacekeepers coming from the U.N. We know they won’t succeed.”
“But times change. Times change.”
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To Be Continued...
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“Frauline Austin,” Deiter called.
There was no point hiding anymore. Faye stood up.
“Vee vere vorried about you.”
“Oh really?” she answered stiffly. “Is that why you were following me?”
“Ja. Vee found your car,” said Deiter. Faye stared back.
“Your boss wasn’t too happy with the Doctor, was he?” Deiter stared back blankly. “Afraid we’re going to spill the beans?”
“Spill ze beans?” Apparently, the German didn’t understand that English idiom.
“You know, tell people what we know?” she spat in frustration.
“I do not know”
“If you’re going to kill me just get it over with!”
“Vhy vould I do that?”
“Isn’t that what you Nazis are best at?” she spat. “You’ve already nearly shot me once.”
“I am NOT a Nazi!” For the first time she saw emotion in the normally calm and cool Deiter.
“Really? Where did you serve during the war? The Luftwafer? In a U-boat? The Wehrmacht?”
“As a Hitler Youth, I was too young. I only served at the end of the war, when Hitler became desperate.”
“Of course” she said triumphantly. “A Hitler Youth!”
“Well, if you’re not going to kill me “mein herr”, I have places to go!” She didn’t know game Deiter was playing, but she decided to get away as soon as possible. After she was out of sight of Deiter, she broke into a run. Then Faye realised the German might still be following her. She doubled back in a misleading direction. She didn’t want to lead Deiter back to the TARDIS. She stopped behind some trees, and waited. She wondered if he was some sort of expert tracker, and she was only kidding herself. After several minutes, she lost patience and made a run for the TARDIS. She had never been so happy in her life to see that battered old police box.
As she unlocked the door, she realised her heart was pounding. Once inside, she ran to the library, not for a book on regeneration, but just to be safe. She was amased at herself. Through her travels with the Doctor she had faced all sorts of dangers, yet what frightened her the most was this Nazi, who couldn’t have been more deadly that Dalek. Perhaps it just hit to close to home. Suddenly, she heard a footstep behind her. She jumped.
“Oh Doctor, you gave me a start.”
“My apologies” he said softly.
“Doctor, are you all right?” He gave a stranded smile.
“Just getting used to this new body.”
“I see you changed your clothes. I told you the others were too wrinkled and frumpy”
“You’re quite right, I’m sure.” He sat down pensively.
“Is there something wrong?”
“I think… I’m hungry.”
“Well Doctor, I’m not surprised. You haven’t eaten much lately, despite the dinners and parties. You know, Deiter’s schnitzel wasn’t that bad. But you just picked at.” She wondered if he was outside surveying the TARDIS now. Faye forced herself focus back on the Doctor. Deiter could wait.
“I’ll see what I can throw together” she smiled. Faye realised that this would be the first time she would be cooking for this new version of the Doctor. While the Doctor would never declare any favourite foods, Faye felt she had detected a couple. She prepared one of them, a fusion dish she created by using the ingredients of three different planets. He ate heartily.
“This is delicious!” he proclaimed. “I can’t remember when I have had such a splendid meal.” Faye beamed. She found this quite a change from the old Doctor, who was more likely to praise her talents to others, rather than directly to Faye herself. He had also eaten a slightly larger portion than he would have previously. This was an aspect of this new persona she could get used to. However, after finishing his meal, he became pensive again.
“Have you ever wondered whether your life should have taken the right course? What would have happened if you had applied yourself differently?”
“Are you asking me? Or yourself?”
He gave a chuckle. “You know, just then, you reminded a little bit, of a young lady I once knew, who also traveled in the TARDIS. Jo Grant. Very sweet. On the surface she seemed the giddy school girl, but sometimes she had bursts of true insight.” Faye wasn’t sure she liked being compared to a giddy school girl, but she accepted the compliment with a smile.
“Doctor, you’re becoming too melancholy for my taste. I don’t know much about regenerations, but I do know you. You’ve been in one place far too long. Usually you’re the one saying let’s go. This time it’s me.” Faye sat down and looked at him earnestly. “Let’s go!”
“Not yet. There’s still some business to be attended to.”
“Those scientists? Well, I may not be a professional historian, but I think I’d remember reading in history class about Hoveron peacekeepers coming from the U.N. We know they won’t succeed.”
“But times change. Times change.”
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To Be Continued...
