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Ten/Zoe Heriot

[atraphoenix.livejournal.com]

“We’re going back to the Library? You can’t be serious, Doctor!”

Donna glared at him across the console, and the Doctor glared back. Almost. His eyes kept flicking back to the controls, presumably because he was keeping an eye on the co-ordinates, but possibly because he couldn’t meet his companion’s gaze.

“Serious? Of course I’m serious. Different century though, don’t worry. They’re only just being to construct it.”
“You’re not going to interfere, are you?” Donna asked, with remarkable tact, “I know you’re upset about…”

The TARDIS lurched sideways, and Donna strongly suspected that the button the Doctor pressed was the reason for that, rather than an attempted remedy.

“We’re going to see an old friend of mine,” he explained, although she hadn’t actually asked.
“Not River?”
“No. Someone else…”
“She has met you, hasn’t she?”
“Oh, yes. She just doesn’t remember it.”

Donna nodded. Then stared at him.

“What?”

***

“I still don’t understand how she can be building a library in the 50th century if she’s from the tail end of the 21st,” Donna commented as she followed the Doctor out of the TARDIS.
“The Lux family only wanted the best,” he said, “And Zoe is certainly the best. Time travel technology is a relatively new phenomenon in the 50th century. The regulations that will eventually govern it haven’t been implemented yet.”
“And she really doesn’t remember you? After everything you did together?”
“She remembers our first meeting. That’s it. I never said the Time Lords were perfect…”

“Time Lords? I’m afraid we haven’t started on the ‘Mythology’ section yet. There have been some delays in the coordination of the main computer banks.”

A dark-haired young woman, holding a clipboard to her chest, ducked beneath a crane and stepped across the empty atrium to greet them.

“I’m Zoe Heriot. Astrophysicist, pure mathematics major. How can I help you?”

***

“You should tell her.”
“Tell her what?”
“Who you are. Who she is.”

The Doctor didn’t look up from the screen.

“I can’t.”
“Why not, though? She’s like a machine, Doctor. If her trips with you helped to fix that, surely she should be allowed to remember them?”
“Just telling her what happened might not be enough to trigger a full recall.”
“But it’s worth a try…” Donna paused, her eyes widening. “That was the reason for our little trip, wasn’t it?”

The Doctor grinned at her.

“I can’t tell you that, Donna. Spoilers.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“You don’t actually know yet, do you?”
“No. But I know Zoe.”

***

“What did he want, Zoe?”

The Head Librarian surveyed his assistant, who was making her way across the concourse with a rather perplexed expression on her face. He had to repeat the question several times before she actually replied.

“Oh, he said he wanted to recommend a book,” she said.
“Recommend a book?”
“Yes. He said it was called ‘The Journal of Impossible Things’.”
“I don’t think we’ve catalogued that one yet. 'Mythology'?”
“Actually, I rather think it’ll be in 'Biography'.”