SOMETHING OLD, SOMETHING NEW

A/N: I’m speeding this up a bit again because they’ve spent several chapters in New Jersey and by the time they get to the Valeyard, I’ll be on chapter 900. So, I will be skipping a bit in their worldwide trek since this fanfic is already a monster epic.

Chapter Fifty Nine

13 September

Well, we finally crossed the border into Florida and we’re heading for Disneyworld, which is making Alan happy, that’s for sure. Awinita is still with us. Alan basically got down on his knees and begged her to keep going with us and to be honest, I’m glad. We’ve gotten to know one another so well and have become the best of mates and I didn’t want her to leave either, but unlike Alan, I wasn’t going to just get down on my knees and beg her to stay. We also decided to keep the car after we saw how horrendous the traffic was, not to mention that it’s apparently the start of hurricane season down here and with our luck, we’ll reach Disneyworld the day a huge hurricane decides to blow through.

Alan finally finished telling us about what the Doctor and Donna did and now he’s gone a bit into the Doctor’s lives before I met him. All of it is so fascinating. Everything the Doctor did, all the sights he saw and creatures he’s battled. Both Awinita and I have asked him about his other “deaths.” Most of them sound incredibly unpleasant, but Alan told me the Doctor really didn’t feel much and the regeneration was painless, which is a relief since the man has enough pain in his life as it is. I asked a lot about Sarah Jane since she’s now my friend and I found out that she’s had just as exciting a time as I did. Not only that but we learned that the Doctor has had a lot of different companions, men and women, human and alien and robot. Sometimes I think it might be too much for Awinita to take in but she seems to be taking it all in stride. I’ve asked a lot of questions and Alan has answered each one without hesitation. He’s even told me a bit about the Time War although after a few tales of atrocities, I gave up asking about it. My poor Doctor, the unimaginable horrors he saw fighting the Daleks. It’s a wonder he has any sanity left after all he’s seen and done.

The one thing I will not ask about though is the Doctor’s actual name. Even though Alan is the Doctor’s clone and has as much right to reveal his name as the Doctor does, I still won’t ask. If I see the Doctor again and he wants to tell me his name, then that’s okay, but it should be his decision. Still, can’t help thinking what it might be. His Gallifreyan companion, Romana’s full name was Romanadvoratrelundar (Hope I spelled that right.) That’s quite a mouthful and I can understand why she shortened it to Romana. Is that what the Doctor did? Is his full name Doctor-something-something or is Doctor a nickname? It makes me a little bit jealous that he told River his name and not me. But, then again, Alan figured he did that so that River could gain the Doctor’s trust in the past. It doesn’t matter anyway. I’m still not gonna ask no matter how curious I am. It’s none of my business.

Well, I gotta go. We stopped at a lay-by for a toilet break and Alan and Awinita are coming back to the car. I just wanted to get caught up on my journal while they were gone.

Rose quickly stuffed her diary back into her rucksack as Alan and Awinita climbed inside the car and slammed the doors. Alan got in the passenger side and Awinita got behind him. He handed Rose a large cup of Coke.

“Blimey, this rain is horrible,” Alan said, wiping it off of his face. “I thought Florida was ‘The Sunshine State’? It’s been raining nonstop for the past couple of hours now. And it even poured rain when we crossed the border and saw that big sign that welcomed us to the sunshine state, ya notice that?”

“Well, personally, I’d rather have rain than scorching heat,” Rose replied, taking a sip of her Coke.

She glanced at Alan when he began to giggle.

“What?” she said.

“Two words. Eritian Minor.”

Rose frowned.

“What about it?”

“Scorching heat? Ring a bell?”

Rose rolled her eyes.

“Yes, don’t remind me,” she said, starting the car and backing up.

“What’s Eritian Minor?” Awinita asked.

“It was a desert planet the Doctor and I went to. God, it was terrible. The sun was so close to the planet everything had to live underground so they wouldn’t get barbecued,” she said to her. “We ended up uncovering this plot to overthrow the government there and the rebel leader tied us to metal posts and was going to just let us roast to death. But luckily the Doctor made friends with one of the rebels and she freed us when no one was looking.”

“Ah yes, dear little Shiwa, I hope she’s alright,” Alan said. “It’s too bad she didn’t want to come with you and the Doctor, she would have made a great companion. She was a plucky little lass.”

“So, did you guys defeat these rebels?”

“Yup,” Rose said proudly. “We kicked their arses all around that desert.”

“And when did your arse kicking come into play?” Alan said. “If memory serves me right, you were being buried alive in a sand pit while the Doctor was kicking the arses.”

Rose blushed.

“Okay, maybe the Doctor did the lion’s share of the arse kicking, but I helped once I got out of the pit,” she said.

“And that means you kicked a grand total of…oh….one ass,” Alan teased. “And I believe that ass belonged to the person guarding the sand pit.”

Rose eased the van over into the fast lane, passed a semi and eased back in front of it.

“You know, Awinita,” she said. “There are disadvantages to him having all the Doctor’s memories.”

“Why? Because you can’t lie around me and make yourself out to be a female Rambo?” Alan said. “Am I poking quite a few holes in your heroic “I brought down the whole rebellion” story? Is that what you mean by that remark?”

“I helped!” Rose insisted.

“Yes, because of you there was one less guard for the Doctor to deal with,” he said, winking.

“I did other things besides that,” she said as he laughed.

“Really? Like what? Run around in circles and scream “Look out, Doctor!” at the top of your lungs.”

He giggled when Rose swatted his arm. Alan winked at Awinita.

“She did much the same thing when the Doctor was battling the Sycorax leader high atop their ship on Christmas day a couple of years ago. The Doctor had just begun the battle when he hears “Look out!” in this high-pitched voice. Then he had to grab a water pitcher and splash it over Rose because she chose that exact time to faint dead away, which is pretty much par for the course with her.”

Awinita laughed as Rose smacked his head repeatedly with her right hand.

“Nah, I’m having ya on, she’s a great companion,” Alan said when she let up on her assault. “One of the best there is.”

He grinned.

“Mind you, it took a long time for her to launder the poo stains out of her shorts each time they met up with a monster.”

He grabbed Rose’s wrist when she took another swipe at him and kissed the back of her hand tenderly. Rose patted his cheek and turned her attention back to the road. They drove in silence for a few minutes before Alan turned on the radio. He flipped through the stations and grinned when he heard The Beastie Boys ‘Fight For Your Right.’ He grinned at Rose and began to sing in a loud voice.

“You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go,
You ask your mom "please?" but she still says "NO!
You miss two classes and no homework.
But your teacher preaches class like your some kind of jerk.”

Rose and Awinita laughed and joined in with him on the chorus.

“YOU GOTTA FIGHT, FOR YOUR RIGHT, TO PAAAAAAAAAAAAAARTY!” they yelled.

The three of them began to bob their heads and bounce in their seats while they screamed out the song. By the end of it, all three of them were laughing.

“Ah, nothing like a singsong to lighten the mood,” Alan said.

He giggled when The Backstreet Boys ‘Everybody, Backstreet’s Back’ came on the radio.

“Everybody.
Rock your body.
Everybody.
Rock your body right,
Backstreet's back alright!”

“Oh my God,” Rose said. “I can’t believe you know this song.”

“Hey, the Doctor was quite a connoisseur of Earth music,” he said. “He listened to everything from Bach to Beatles, from the barbershop quartet to Alanis Morrisette.”

He grinned and leaned in to Rose.

“Am I original?
Yeah!
Am I the only one?
Yeah!
Am I sexual?
OH YEAH!
Am I everything you need?
You better rock your body now.”

“Down boy!” Rose said as Awinita laughed. “I’m driving right now and I don’t think this family beside me would like it if I broadsided their Honda.”

“Fair enough.”

He went back to singing the song and grinned when Awinita joined in.

“I don’t know about you two,” she muttered as they laughed. “I’m still afraid to take you guys into Disneyworld, especially since you seem to have something planned.”

“It’s nothing bad. It’s a surprise for you, actually,” Alan said.

“Oh really? What is it?”

“Um…if I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise,” Alan said with wide eyes.

“Just as long as it doesn’t involve blowing up the park,” Rose said.

“Bollocks, you discovered our plot. Well, it’s a fair cop,” Alan said, shrugging. “I guess Awinita will have to dump the explosives out the back of the people carrier before we find ourselves serving time at Arnold Schwarzenegger’s pleasure.”

“Yuk, yuk,” Rose muttered when he waggled his eyebrows.

The next song came on and Alan looked at Awinita. They waited till the chorus and they both yelled out.

“I’M A SURVIVOR! I’M NOT GONNA GIVE UP! I’M NOT GONNA STOP! I’M GONNA WORK HARDER…”

Rose switched off the radio.

“I think that’ll do for now. Your singsong is suddenly giving me a headache,” she said.

Alan pouted.

“We were having fun,” he protested.

“Well sing something softer then,” Rose said.

Alan shrugged. He thought for a moment and then giggled. He leaned in and began to croon into Rose’s ear.

“I'm gonna hire a wino to decorate our home.
So, you'll feel more at ease here, and you won't have to roam.
We'll take out the dining room table, and put a bar along that wall.
And a neon sign, to point the way, to our bathroom down the hall.”

Rose stared at him as he sniggered.

“Where in the hell did you hear that?” she said as Awinita laughed.

“Um, the Doctor was on one afternoon listening to music while he worked on the console and that came up. He thought it was hilarious and he found the MP3 online and memorized the entire song so he could irritate you with it. Unfortunately Mister Short-term Memory got distracted by something else and he forgot all about it.”

“Gee, I’m sorry to hear that,” Rose said, dryly. “I hate to think I missed out on an afternoon of listening to that lovely song over and over.”

“Well, if you wanna hear the whole song…”

He was cut off when Rose slammed her right hand over his mouth.

“If you want to stay inside the car, you will keep your gob shut and not sing it,” she said.

Alan grinned and kissed her palm before she took her hand away.

After a couple of more hours, the sun finally out just in time for them to see the signs for Disneyworld. Alan’s heart beat furiously in his chest. He had taken advantage of Rose’s need to give him spending money and managed to save up fifty dollars. He knew it wouldn’t buy her a proper engagement ring, but he hoped he could find something to give her. After fifteen more minutes, they saw Cinderella Castle looming in the distance and Alan’s heart beat faster.

Almost there, he thought. Soon I’ll know for certain if she’ll marry me or not. I’ve got to plan this properly though. Gotta time it right so it’ll be romantic plus I gotta sneak away and find a ring or something.

“You’ve gone quiet all of a sudden, Mister Chatterbox.”

Alan looked at Rose who was giving him an amused grin.

“I figured you’d be whoopin’ and hollarin’ but you’ve done the exact opposite,” she said. “Penny for your thoughts?”

“I’m just… in awe of the magnificence of the Cinderella Castle,” Alan said, trying to sound casual. “And I’m brimming with silent anticipation to boot.”

“Ah, I see,” Rose said, nodding. “Well, we’re almost there so just brim some more until we get there.”

Alan grinned at that and gave her shoulder a squeeze.

Soon, my love, he thought, soon you will get the biggest surprise of your life. I just hope to God you’ll say yes to me when that happens.

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