NOT THE ONLY ONE

A/N set during A good man goes to war. This may turn into a two shot.

This is my first time to write an 11th Doctor story normally I write 8th or the 10th Doctor.

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Beta read by Ancalagar the Dragon Lord

Disclaimer If I owned Doctor who I would of had Romana in series 6

It was not just Amy Pond who had been held captive, but someone else, one of his own people, a Time Lord. He did not know who. It could be a friend or one of his enemies, or it could be her, Romana, the one he had loved, the one he still loved, and the only one in the universe for whom he went on for. He would have given up years ago, but her name made him go on.

He had heard whispers and rumours, but he did not want to believe them. On the one hand, a Time Lord was been held here, just one Time Lord. It could be anyone, someone who was full of rage and anger turned into a weapon just to get to him. To bring him down, the Oncoming Storm.

"Who else have you got here against their will?" he demanded to know. He was met with silence.

"Come on I know there's at least one other person."

"Someone who hates you very greatly. Madame Kovarian replied.

The answer made him spin around on his heels.

"Who's she?"

"Oh, names aren't important. Let's say that the one you loved is now full of hate for you, now made as a perfect weapon against you.

"A Time Lord is not a weapon!" he shouted in rage.

"Oh she can be, and she is."

He knew now it was her- Romana. There was only one Time Lady he loved on Gallifrey, and that was Romana. Sweet, soft-natured Romana, his equal in every sense of the word.

Romana surviving the Time War had to be brilliant, his other half, but for her to be here, for years held against her will, making her into some kind of weapon against him. He was angry, really angry, that anyone could ever hurt her, his Romana.

He took a deep breath and spun around once more, fire in his eyes. "You never, ever mess or hurt the people I love to get to me!" He roared, anger in every word "You just made a big, big, big mistake. Oh, I am angry now, that's new. I don't know what's going to happen now."

He lied; he knew he would tear this place apart, piece by piece, and he would find her, and she would be safe once again. The Oncoming Storm would take back what belonged to him.

The door swung open, and there she was a darker personality than he had seen before. Her hair was midnight black; her clothes black leather trousers and a leather jacket. She was slender and taller than she had been when he last saw her, just a little bit shorter than he was.

Two guns were strapped to her waist and one in her hand. He wondered if it was really her. He was usually good at identifying another Time Lord, but it had been quite a while since he had seen another Time Lord.

There was such much anger, so much rage inside her that she Looked like a tsunami ready to destroy everything in its path, including the Time Lord standing in front of her, the one who destroyed her home, her planet and her people.

She raised the gun and pointed it at him. She was shaking, obviously angry, but also with uncertainty, as though she did not want to do this, that they had programmed her into this.

What had they done to turn her into this? He had loved Romana; he was crazy about her. He still loved her.

"You left me to die," she hissed, as anger danced in her eyes .She clutched the gun tightly. "Why shouldn't I kill you now?"

"I didn't know. I tried to save you, Romana. I did." He had thought she died. He had remembered screaming for her as he staggered back to his TARDIS, alone, the sounds of all his people screaming: Braxiatel, Romana, Susan and Leela, all dead, or at least, so he thought.

"I am no longer Romana. You killed her with the rest of the Gallifreyan race. I am known as the Weapon. The weapon that brings you down." A tear fell down her face as she looked at the man she once loved.

The Doctor stepped forward. "Romana, please listen to me. You meant the world to me. You still do. Remember all the things we did together?We ran across time and space, you and me, running from the Time Lords, and the Black Guardian."

"Do you know what they did to me Doctor? Do you?" She remembered years of pain, chained in their dungeons,being programmed to fight being forced to regenerate into a darker personality, as her captors tortured her, whispered taunts to her about the Doctor, until she was filled with anger and rage.

"Please give me the gun."

She clutched it tightly, not willing to let go.

"Romana, I love you. You need to remember this."

"You murdered our people, destroyed our planet."

"I did not have a choice."

"There's always a choice!" she screamed, as the tears fell down her face. "I was alone, so alone. Braxiatel gone, Narvin betrayed me, Leela dead. I had nothing and no-one, and I thought... I thought- ," the words stuck in her throat, and as the Doctor came closer, the gun fell from her hand to the ground.

He gently took her in his arms, as she clung to him, sobbing. "I was so scared and alone," she whimpered into his chest as he held her tightly, sitting on the floor with her. He whispered comforting words to her. "I'm here you are safe."

He held her tightly, rocking her back and forth in his arms. He would never, ever let his enemies get to someone he cared about again. She was his Romana, his Time Lady, and she belonged with him. He would keep her safe, take care of her, and help her be the Romana he once knew.

He knew it would be hard. She was like him carrying so much anger inside her almost like a volcano waiting to erupt, and one day he too would explode with anger, that's what happened to her.

Romana had been so damaged by the Time War, that it had not been hard to break her, to mould her into what she had become, over the years, in which he never knew she had survived, but now she had him. They had each other.

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