The Ordinary One Epilogue
Notes: Well…(sniff)…here it is…(sniff)…the final part of my beloved fic! Who else is going to miss 14 year old Stella? Put up your hands…now!
(a light breeze blows across the study)
(tumbleweed blows across the screen)
(Eevee is the only one with her hand up)
Crawdie, you're so mean! You could've put your hand up too!
Crawdie: That would've been a senseless waste of energy though!
Git.
A final note to my reviewers (sniff):
Morph: You'll be glad to know you've avoided pollination! Heh, heh, sorry about the 'tiny' thing. I got carried away. Thank you for being so supportive of my fic. I aim to please…I guess I've done well. Yeah, I know, I thought maybe he should do some nice stuff since he's been pretty mean all through my story. You're number one Morph! Be happy! AND THANK YOU SO MUCH for visiting my site! That really made my day! I'm glad you liked the pretty-ness…don't worry, soon there'll be some Doctor Who stuff on there, as well as YAHOO! Little Shop of Horrors! I'll be updating it in the summer hols, so keep visiting!
Shangri-la-gypsy: OK, I get the name now! Nice idea, I like it! If you have any more, or if anyone has any ideas for a sequel, they'd be greatly appreciated…because this isn't the end of Stella!
Jessie Wings: I've decided to try and keep it basically DoctorRose free…I say nothing of what Jack might be getting up to. Ahhh, it was a good ending, but I couldn't leave her like that! Nice and funny may become a catchphrase…I'm so glad you like my Dalek voice. (clears throat) REVIEW! REVIEW! I still got it!
Well…this is it…the end of my fic…my debut in the Doctor Who realm…Thank you so much for everyone who has taken the time to review this fic. I was so nervous about writing Doctor Who fanfiction, but you guys made me feel really welcome.
And Tear, you are the greatest of all. Why? Because, ladies and gents, Tear has never even watched Doctor Who. She's here to support me. You're a great friend.
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Ironically, Stella had been listening to 'I Will Survive' when they came back for her. Ironic because she'd just got to the lines 'and now you're back, from outer space, I just walked in to find you here with that same look upon your face.' Ironic because she'd danced into her living room with a muffin in her hand when she heard the engine. She dropped the muffin.
The TARDIS had just materialised in her living room.
She switched off the radio and stood in front of the door as it opened. There they were, grinning like idiots. With party poppers.
Stella found herself covered in coloured streamers. "Surprise!" yelled the Doctor, Rose, and a third person she didn't recognise.
"Oh my GOODNESS!" she screamed, hugging Rose. "This is so sublime! You came back for me!" The Doctor and his new friend stepped out of the TARDIS.
"Hi Stella," said the Doctor nonchalantly. "Get the skates?" She nodded, trying not to scream with delight.
"The best Un-Birthday present I've ever got!" she said, hugging him as well. The Doctor looked very surprised. "So…who's your friend?" she asked, eyeing the dark haired stranger in her living room. The Doctor and Rose gave each other knowing glances.
"Captain Jack Harkness," said the American, flashing her a smile and visibly checking her out. Stella took his outstretched hand and shook it.
"Stella Brinley," she said, enjoying the attention.
"Do I get a hug?" he enquired.
"We'll see," said Stella, smiling. "So where did you pick this one up Rose?"
"Oh I dunno…I was hanging from a barrage balloon and his invisible spaceship picked me out of the air," sad Rose, shrugging like it was nothing.
"Same-old, same-old," said Jack.
"Sounds terribly boring," said Stella, trying to act serious.
"Oh it was," agreed Rose. "Especially dancing with the Doctor afterwards!"
"What, you or Jack?" asked Stella wickedly.
"You may never know," said Jack mysteriously.
In the midst of the chaos caused by their reunion, the Doctor regarded this girl, the one he'd left as a fourteen year old and rejoined at 19. She'd changed, no doubt about it. Her hair was longer, straighter. He was amused to see she'd dyed it black in an attempt to look more sophisticated. Her face looked older and less freckled. She looked, for all the world, like a dignified young woman. But the childish delight in her eyes and voice told the real story.
"Right then, I'll give you ten minutes to pack then we'll be away!" said the Doctor. "Rose can help you." Rose thumped him.
"Hey! What am I, hired help?" she grumbled.
"Not nearly obedient enough," he replied, scruffing up her hair because he knew she hated it. She whacked him again. Jack rolled his eyes.
"I don't need ten minutes," aid Stella, grinning mischievously. She dashed into her bedroom and grabbed her skates, slinging an already packed bag over her shoulders.
"You knew we were coming?" said the Doctor, puzzled. Stella grinned.
"Rose is nineteen, so yeah, I had a hunch that it would be around now," she said, winking. "You're so predictable."
"I am NOT predictable…"
"Off we go!" interrupted Rose, to prevent the ensuing argument.
"Through Time and Space!" they all yelled, doing some kind of corny high-fiving. Stella couldn't help laughing.
"You guys haven't changed a bit!"
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And voila! We're done!
Make sure you review, y'all!
Both: (putting on Dalek voices) REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW OR BE POLLINATED!