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Tenth Doctor
Whatever Else is Unsure by samfeasor [Reviews - 2] Printer
Author's Notes:
I wrote this a little under 24 hours after I watched the series finale. I hadn't quite processed it yet (still haven't) other than a very deep sadness at the manner and fact of Donna's departure. This was the best way I could think of to work through my feelings on the matter. I fully admit that this format may be a bit wibbly-wobbly, and ends up a bit sappy, but that's not really the point.

The title comes from a James Joyce quote. "Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world, a mother's love is not."


Journal Entry 01

I met... someone... for tea again yesterday, and she said that maybe I ought to think about keeping a journal, and that maybe I ought to start that journal with talk of Donna. She got sad when she said it, though I don't know why. Maybe she knew Donna and can't time travel either, and now misses her just like I do.

I don't know why Donna should be first, but she said that women should always come first, because without them no one else would come after, for humans anyway, and that I can write about my dad another day. I suppose that's right.

Donna's name is Donna Noble. I looked up what that means, and I think most of those definitions suit her very well. I haven't got a surname, but if I did I think I'd want it to be Noble, like hers. I think that's something I might have to earn, like being a Time Lord.

One day I can be Jenny Noble, Time Lord. I'd like that very much.

Donna is from a planet called Earth. I've never been to Earth, but I'm going to go one day. I look like a human, even though I'm not, so I'm sure I'd fit in very well. I hope Donna will be there when I get there, but unless I figure out time travel, I'm afraid she'll have died a very long time ago.

I think Donna is the most brilliant woman I've ever met. At first I'd only met two women, besides myself, but in the past seventy-seven days, I've met a lot more. Donna is still the most brilliant of them all. She's good with numbers, and sees patterns where other people can't. Even my dad! My dad's one of the greatest minds in the universe, and Donna can even see things that he can't. She sees people, too, which I think is a type of brilliance. She's the one who named me, before I had a name, when I didn't understand that your name really matters.

She's also kind. I didn't understand what kindness meant, until I'd met people that weren't it. My dad is kind, too. She stood up for me with my dad when he still disliked me. She was the one who convinced him that I was more than just a genetic echo, and that he should take me with them on their travels.

I love Donna very much. I didn't know it straight away, but now I know what that means, and it's true. That's a very special thing, and I should hold onto it. That's what River the woman I had tea with said. She said that I'd need to remember that the next time I see Donna.

I can't wait! I miss her, and want to tell her all about what I've done with my life. I hope she'll be proud.
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