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Doctor Who: Civil War

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Prologue


Sitting on the edge of the bed Aleena put the small empty tea cup in her hand down on the night stand.  Smiling sadly she reached out and ran her hand through the dark hair of her sleeping son.  Five years old he was the spiting image of his father, with the exception of his eyes.  It was clear to everyone that he had inherited his eyes from his mother.  

Aleena pulled up the soft silk sheets over her child as a gentle breeze flew in through the large arched window.  The golden cast of the alien moon of their new world put an unsettling glow on her son’s ivory skin that reminded her of times that she’d rather leave in the past.  When he began to jerk in his sleep Aleena reached out and put her hand on his chest.  His heart pounded under her touch for a moment before calming again.  

Once he seemed to settle down Aleena leaned in and kissed his forehead.  Getting to her feet she wandered over to the window to look out over the city.  The Doctor had taken them to a world that had been home to a race that had built a beautiful city of marble shortly before abandoning it.  The Doctor would not say why they had left, but he assured they would never return and that they would be safe here.  So the Minyans had inherited the empty streets, rich fields, clean waters, wild forests, and plentiful oceans and were working to bring civilization into the world once again.  

High up on the mountainside the rest of the city sloped away from the palace towards a deep purple sea.  The city below was mostly deserted still, their numbers were not great enough to fill the homes and businesses.  It was still questionable if they would be able to restart the flame of the Minyan race with the spark that remained, but they were determined to try.  With the Age Lock removed the idea that time was suddenly precious again made everyone more industrious than ever.  

Turning away from the window Aleena checked on her son one last time before retiring for the night herself.  As she walked towards the wooden doors that lead to the hall she stepped on a round chalk mark on the floor that was sticking out from under the rug.  Reaching down Aleena pulled up the large woven rug that was sprawled across the floor of her son’s room.

“Not again.”  Aleena sighed.

Not wanting to deal with cleaning up the hidden drawings at the moment she replaced the rug and just rubbed away the chalk marking that showed.  Exhausted she stepped out into the hall and headed directly across the way into her and Ithican’s bedroom.  It was late and Ithican had been asleep when she had left, but he was up now and waiting for her.  He stepped up to her as she closed the door behind herself.

“Aleena, our son...”

“He’s fine, Ithican,”  Aleena interrupted quickly  “he just needed some tea.”

“He was having another nightmare, wasn’t he?”

“No.”  Aleena lied.  

“Aleena, please, there is something wrong.”

“He is perfectly healthy, you know that.”

“Then why doesn’t he speak?”  Ithican asked gently.  

“Ithica...”

“Aleena, he is five years old and he has not uttered a single word, not one, not ever.”

“Can we not have this conversation again right now?”  Aleena asked wearily.

“You always say that.  If not now, then when?”  Ithican asked.  “When are we going to talk?  You are becoming as quiet as our son.”

“Don’t be cruel, Ithican.”  Aleena said hurt.

“I’m sorry.”  Ithican apologized.  “I’m just worried.”

“He has seen every doctor this world has to offer and they all say the same thing.  Our son is the picture of health.”

“There is one doctor he hasn’t seen...”

“The Doctor has already done enough for us.  He gave us a second chance, he gave us this amazing this world.”

“No, he abandoned us in the middle of *nowhere* with no of dealing wi...”

“Ithican, we are a highly advanced people on a lush and plentiful world.”  Aleena interrupted defensively.  “We can take care of ourselves, the Doctor knows that.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about and you know it.  He knew you were pregnant, he’s the one who told you.  He was so terribly clever, surely it occurred to him that the events that transpired might have consequences to our child.  All that time travel, all that power, you bore the scars of a tortured Time Lord in your palm, you were locked inside the TARDIS in a room that even he couldn’t find for hours.”

“Ithican, there were other wome...”

“How is it that the Doctor couldn’t be bothered to come to the birth of our child to ensure his health after all that occurred to him in the womb?!”

“Don’t be angry with him, please, Ithican.  I’m sure the Doctor is very busy, it’s a big Universe, and he’s just one man...”

“He’s not a man, he is a Time Lord!”  Ithican snarled as his frustration boiled over.  “He could have come and checked on us the moment he left!  For him no time had to pass!  All he had to do was use his little blue box to step into our future to moment he said good-bye!”

“The fact that he didn’t come must mean that he didn’t need to.  The Doctor knows the future, right?”  Aleena pointed out hopefully.  “So everything must be okay.  Our son is just a little special, he’ll talk when he’s ready to.  I’m sure he’s all righ...”

“Aleena stop it, this constant denial isn’t helping, we need to face this.”  Ithican said firmly.  “You and I both know that from his very first breath there has been something terribly wrong with our son, and it is getting worse every day!”

Aleena lashed out and slapped Ithican with all her force.  Ithican accepted her fury the way the stone shore accepts the lash of a wave from a stormy sea.  Feeling guilty he reached out to draw her into a comforting embrace but Aleena jerked away from him.

“What do you want me to do, Ithican?!  What do you *expect* me to do?!”  Aleena demanded desperately as tears streaked down her face.  “I have raised our son to the *best* of my ability.  I have done everything I can think of!  I have loved him with all my heart, and I do love him, Ithican.  Despite everything, I love him, I love him so much...”

Ithican finally managed to corral Aleena into a warm embrace.  Breaking down from the years of stress she wept bitterly against his chest.  Holding her tightly he rested his cheek on the top of her head and closed his eyes to try and hide his own tears.

“Hush, Aleena, hush, it’s okay, I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean you don’t love him, and never think for a *second* that I don’t love our son with all of my heart as well.”  Ithican whispered soothingly.  “You are a wonderful mother and I am in awe of you everyday...but we need help.  We need the Doctor.  He must have left you some way of contacting him.  Please.”

“This isn’t about my pride or my fears, Ithican.”  Aleena whimpered.  “If I could call the Doctor to this very spot right now, if I could rip Time open and drag him here to help our son...don’t you think I would?”

“You’re right.”  Ithican kissed the top of Aleena’s head.  “Forgive me.  I’m simply desperate for help.”  

“So am I.”  

“I know, again, forgive me.”

“Always.”

“I love you, Aleena.”

“And I love you.”  

Aleena managed to control her tears and just enjoyed a peaceful moment in Ithican’s arms.  Eventually she pulled away and headed for the door.  Ithican knew better than to follow her.  She had made it clear long ago that if she left their bedroom during the night that she was seeking privacy.  She had spent two hundred thousand years living apart from the others, it wasn’t an easy habit to break.

After what seemed like hours of roaming the darkened marble halls of the palace Aleena found herself at the open air top gardens.  She wandered over to the edge balcony that offered a breathtaking view of the city and the ocean below.  Looking up at the stars and the bright golden moon Aleena tried to guess which world the Doctor might be visiting or which ones he may have touched in the past.

“Punish me for what I did to you until the end of Time itself, for the suffering I caused you I deserve ever second of it, but please, please don’t allow my son to pay for my mistakes.”  Aleena whimpered to the night sky in misery.  “He needs help, he needs you.  He barely sleeps, I must drug him every night to settle him and even still there are times at night when he just screams.  The Stars help me, my baby screams.  He has nightmares that no child has rights to have.”

Trying her hardest to keep from breaking down into tears again Aleena reached into the front of her flowing night dress.  Pulling out the silver necklace that she wore she stared at the blue sonic screwdriver crystal that was nestled into the pendant.  She worked the crystal out of pendant and placed it in her hand that once held the golden spiral marks.

“I’m thinking of you, Doctor.  You told me to hold this and think of you, that you’d get the message, and that you’d come.”  Aleena closed her eyes and held onto the dark crystal so tightly that it cut into her palm and drew blood.  “But I have been thinking of you, and calling out to you for help *every* night for five years...why haven’t you come?”

Aleena kept her tight grip on the sonic crystal and thought of every moment with the Doctor that she could remember in hopes that he would hear her.  Over the past five years she had come to this spot every night and thought of nothing and no one else.  When she opened eyes and found that she was still alone Aleena fell to her knees and broke down into tears.

“Where are you?!  You said you’d help us, you said you would be here.  You said you would come if my child needed you.  You promised, Doctor, you promised...”
This is the sequel to 'Doctor Who: The Lemkin Factor'. I will not be posting this whole story here on DA, the first book and this one can both be found over on my FFNet page found here ----> [link]

For every action there is a reaction and all is not well in the Universe in the aftermath of the events with the Minyans! ;)
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