Doctor Who: Unnatural History by Jonathan Blum; Kate Orman

Author:Jonathan Blum; Kate Orman
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science-Fiction:Doctor Who
ISBN: 9780563555766
Publisher: BBC Worldwide Americas
Published: 1999-06-15T10:00:00+00:00

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Unnatural History

The Doctor carefully shut the front door. He brushed his fingers across the pile of papers on the hallway table. There was a paperweight, a glassy globe of liquid. When he picked it up, tiny stars swirled through it, glittering in the dim light.

He put the paperweight back where it had been, carefully. He didn’t want to leave too many traces of his visit, too much disarray.

The door to the front room was open. A quick look around wouldn’t hurt.

The Doctor slipped inside. He reached for the light switch, thought better of it, and instead turned on a lamp on an end table.

The front room reminded him at once of the console room – smaller, of course, but with the same sense of home, of familiar comfort. Thick curtains were drawn across the three windows facing the street. There were neat rows of books packed into a pair of matching cases, an upright box for newspapers and magazines, polished leather furniture. Here was a forgotten glass next to the easy chair, there was a pair of Anne’s shoes under the coffee table.

The Doctor sat down in the easy chair. His body sank into it, his eyes closing of their own accord.

He imagined the comfortable evenings spent here. The radio on the bookcase playing softly. The magazines, filled with thoughtful commentary, good fiction.

Or the little pile of letters, donations to be made, notes to be sent to Senators and Representatives.

He could already see the rest of the house. The well-equipped kitchen – Joyce had always liked to cook – with its orderly cupboards and drawers. The soft colours of the bedroom. Perhaps a study or library, more books, old favourites and sturdy works of reference.

You would always know where to find something in this house. Not because it was obsessively orderly – Joyce liked order, but only because it made life easier. The soup ladle or the paperclips would always be in the same place.

Or your car keys, thought the Doctor. He had once spent a week searching the TARDIS for the keys to the Bug.

What would his house be like? He would have to start from scratch, his books and his equipment and his centuries of souvenirs all destroyed with the TARDIS, gone down with the ship. Daniel and Anne could help him pick out furniture.

‘I’ve been here for most of my life,’ Kyra had said. Just a few decades. But in that time she’d become part of the place. Not the concrete and paving. The mountains and the salt water, the harmony of languages, the constant bubbling of tourists and newcomers, the famous places and the forgotten people.

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