Whispers of Scotland

by Callywaggy [Reviews - 0]

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  • All Ages
  • None
  • Fluff, Introspection

Author's Notes:
Written for challenge 008 at then_theres_us

Whispers of Scotland


The rocky coast was beautiful, he thought. The wind was whipping his coattails around his legs and he shoved his hands in his trouser pockets in an effort to brace himself against it. Then he felt arms sliding around his waist from behind.

“Torchwood Manor, wasn’t it near here?” Rose asked.

“Yes,” he answered.

“Were we here? Can you tell?” She looked down the coast from around him.

Reading timelines was a bit different for him now but he concentrated and then answered, “We weren’t here.”

Rose bit her lip before asking, “So is this where the timelines split or was it before?”

The Doctor may have been teaching physics as well as consulting at Torchwood; but he was still as curious as a child and when he found out where they were being sent on this field operation, he’d done some research.

“I think it was here. I’ve been checking historical occurrences just before what happened here and there aren’t any major differences.” He felt her calmness steal over him.

“I’ve been able to find out as much as anyone knows about Queen Victoria but what happened to Lady Isobel? I couldn’t find out.” Rose frowned. “I liked her and she lost so much.”

Turning and putting his arms around her, the Doctor kissed the top of her head. “She stayed here for a while before she remarried. At her request, Torchwood Manor was torn down and the area closed off until after the monarchy passed. The lands were passed on to her son but he never rebuilt here.”

“She had a son with her new husband?”

“No, they didn’t have any children but it turns out that she and Sir Robert were expecting. She named him Robert but he took his step-father’s surname when she remarried.” The Doctor smiled down at her. “From everything I found, he doted on the boy and his mother. They were very happy.”

Rose sighed and hugged him tighter. “I’m glad.”

They watched the waves crash against the shore for a while before she looked up at him and asked, “So instead of being here, where were we? Do you know?”

“I’m not sure but I keep getting a feeling that it had something to do with Barcelona.”

She grinned up at him. “You mean that you finally took me to see those noseless dogs?”

He grinned right back. “Barcelona, Spain,” he specified.

“Oh.” After a minute she asked, “Why didn’t we ever go there? I know we meant to several times.”

He frowned slightly. “I don’t know. Something always kept telling me to put it off. It just didn’t feel right.” He sighed. “I don’t think we were meant to go there. It felt wrong.”

“How wrong?” she asked.

That Time Lord something in the back of his mind stirred and he shivered, as a chill seemed to move up his back. “Very wrong,” he answered without meeting her eyes.

Rose was quiet for a while, thinking about some of the things that they’d gotten into and out of. Many of those situations could have turned deadly in an instant and she was suddenly very glad that they’d not gone to Barcelona.

“I don’t remember going to Spain,” she told him.

“Oh, well, you know, wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey…we could go this summer,” he offered, brightening up. “Classes will be done by June 1st and we could spend some time there.” He grinned, delighted by his own idea.

They started to wander back toward the vans where Jake and the field team had been loading equipment.

“No,” Rose said, “we’ll be too busy this summer.”

“Doing what?” He stopped and pouted down at her.

She rolled her eyes at the pout and puppy-dog eyes. “I want the extra room painted yellow and I have to get the curtains made up with monkeys and bananas.”

The Doctor was looking at her like she’d lost her mind. “Why? I thought we decided to leave that room alone till….” He trailed off with a wide-eyed look.

Rose, who was now really in trouble with her husband for being on a field operation, grinned at him. “Yeah, we did and Dr. Reynolds just called me with the test results this morning.”

“So you’re…and we’re here and you’re just telling me this now?” He turned and stormed toward the vans.

“But, I thought you’d be happy!” she exclaimed, trotting after him.

“I am and I’ll be even happier when we get back home where I’m sure Pete will be putting you behind a desk for a while,” he answered and stood looking down at her while hiding a smile.

She looked down at her feet. “Are you upset with me?”

“Nope,” he answered with a whoop, “but I’m still telling Jackie.”