kore_logs | A Return to 'Normal'

Who: Mina, the Doctor
Where: Mina's house
When: Night of day 85
What: After the Doctor's return to sanity, he talks with Mina.
Warnings: none

After the Master had come and assisted the Doctor in repairing his shattered mind and memories, the Doctor slept nearly 48 hours. Part of that was doing his best to fix the remaining cracks and holes still exposed in his mind, and the rest was out of pure exhaustion.

That morning, Donna had laundered his clothes, and he slowly began eating again, and spent the afternoon fixing a few things that had been mostly repaired in Mina's kitchen. Donna had left in the late afternoon, after the Doctor's insistence he was fine, and he waited for Mina to wake. His pin-striped trousers had seen better days as had his button down shirt with his sleeves rolled up a bit as he sat in a chair flipping through a book in Mina's room.

Privacy? What was that to the Doctor? He had a distinctive disregard of boundaries which was rather ironic given his own in the TARDIS to his companions. Lucky for him, he had a ship that knew what they were, and kept those traveling with him, away.

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"Because," He says that almost like it answered everything as he pulls back, meeting her eyes with his own dark ones, "I promised to take you with me, to travel with me, and I'm not taking back my word. All of time and space..."

His fingers play along her neck, moving in a teasing nonsensical pattern.

It was about then that Mina wondered if he ever had left someone behind. She knew about Donna, of course. But more than that.

Another bit to tease, from whatever she could observe and whatever she could remember from his mad ramblings, she supposed. Mina did find a mystery somewhat enticing.

Rather like his fingers, at the moment.

"All of time and space," she repeated, the corners of her lips twitching. "It's quite a lot."

He had, and some of that was intentional, and some wasn't. It started with his granddaughter, Susan, who needed to be locked out of the TARDIS and to grow up without him. He was heartbroken just as much as she was, but knew she was ready to be on her own. There were some other names and faces to go along with that, but each had a different circumstance or story.

"I've been running all this time, why stop now?" He offers an amused chuckle before pulling her back in for another kiss.

She kissed him back. With her usual gusto. But she had to admit, her mind was a little bit unsettled. She really didn't know nearly as much about him as she wanted to. Perhaps that was the nature of these kind of relationships. Learning more over time. Obviously, she was out of practice. But the thought of any more rude awakenings, like she'd had with Tom, was not pleasant.

Well. She would just have to feel her way through. And be a bit more on her guard than she had been.

Of course, that didn't mean she couldn't thoroughly enjoy herself.

And if the noise coming from deep in her throat wasn't indication enough, her hand sliding along his chest was probably a good sign.

She probably noticed he was thin. Naturally he was, but his ribs were bit more prominent than usual, making it hard to miss even just under his shirt. It wasn't like him to be caught up in these hangups, as it was humans that had that silly aversion to being naked to others, but he knew his energy and stamina weren't even close to what it had been before.

And yet he was still not stopping her. She knew, and even if she hadn't, her training would tell her just by looking at him. Even though he had slept more than he could ever recall, she would understand; she always did.

With one hand holding his weight as he leaned back slightly, he deepened the current kiss, appreciating this closeness.

Being able to feel his ribs was a little bit jarring. Of course, she'd seen his sorry state when she and Donna dumped him in the bathtub, but the situation had been vastly different.

In these days, she rarely dealt with someone whose ribs were practically on the other side. It was a chilling reminder of where she'd come from.

And yet, he continued to kiss her. She would have to walk a line. The last thing she wanted to do was snap him like the pile of twigs that he was.

She'd have to get Donna to feed him better.

He would snap back into shape, thanks to a fast metabolism. By his estimate, it'd be a week or two and he'll start looking back to normal and having that endless energy back as well. At least he hoped, but given he had no plans to go elsewhere, he didn't have much choice.

Unless the Master in his endless hunger blocked him.

He mentally shook his head, not wanting to linger on so many thoughts and doubts as he broke away the kiss, leaning back on the one hand as the other tucked away a few strands of Mina's hair behind an ear.

"Well," she said, smiling slightly, "we'll have a time and a place for a proper celebration." After he got his strength back. After they figured out how Cape Kore would respond to his return. After she managed to work through some of her doubts. Or at the very least, find a few answers.

And Mina had an inkling of how to go about getting some. He wouldn't like it. So he didn't have to know.

"I'm not opposed to that." He figured she'd guess he guess he didn't have much energy about him, and he was glad he didn't have to say something. That's how they worked, or at least how he'd think they did. A mutual understanding.

And if he only knew she was looking for information. He kept mum, but the last thing he wanted was her poking around the Master for information. When one goes seeking, one may not like what they find.

Leaning back forward, he places another kiss to her lips before playfully ruffling her hair. "Time to get out of bed!" And he rolls out himself, although much weaker and slower than what played in his head. Once up, he stretched out his back and moved to the door. "I'll see you downstairs."

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Mina laughed. "I like having you in the house," she said. Even if she absolutely hated it when people mussed with her hair, which she, even now was smoothing down again with both hands.

"Go on," she said, making a shooing gesture. "I'll be down in a bit. We'll have some tea. Or we'll have some hot water."

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A Return to 'Normal'

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