nexus_crossings | Many happy? returns

Many happy? returns

It has been some time since the Doctor has been here. He was off facing yet another battlefield. It was meant to be his last. He has no idea how he ended up here, of all places.

He clothes are in a tattered mess and covered in soot. His body, is surprisingly unscathed. Well, now it is. 'State of grace'. It can happen with regeneration. When one is refusing or debating the entire process.

He turns to face the TARDIS. "Why have you brought me here?" When his beloved ship didn't answer him he sighs and starts to walk away from her. "Fine. But I'm not leaving. I'm staying and if this is where I die, so be it."

He walks along, not really wanting to sit. If he sits it might happen and he's not going to do that again. He's muttering to himself. "I can't keep on being somebody else. Why isn't it ever anybody else's turn? Why can't I just rest? Just once?"

[ooc: available in post-Doctor Falls and Twice Upon a Time flavours, depending if you want spoilers or not.]

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"I will make a sweet potato soup." Harley pulls out everything she needs. All of her vegetables were purchased from a Farmer's Market, where they were homegrown. Ivy's influence still evident in how she eats.

"And then I will make some hot cocoa." These are comfort foods for her.

"Don't think I've ever had sweet potato soup."

Should be interesting. He likes trying new things.

"Hot cocoa sounds good."

He doesn't normally drink such things, but it actually has been a long time since he's really let himself indulge in such things. Besides, he's not used to letting people doctor him. So, it takes a bit of effort on his part.

"It has a sweet taste to it, which is why I love it." Harley eats tons of sweets to keep her metabolism going. "I often have it with cucumber sandwiches."

She peels the sweat potatoes and purees them. Then she brings the puree to a simmer. She adds in a few other things, like salt and pepper and coconut oil.

As it cooks, she prepares a separate pot to start boiling some cocoa.

"Do you like little marshmellows?" Because she has a huge bag of them.

"Vegetarian, then?"

Because it sounds vegetarian to him. A small flicker at the mention of the marshmallows.

"Oh yes. Almost as good as cubes of sugar. Though, sugar cubes would be over-kill in cocoa."

"Yes. When I lived with Red, my best friend back in my world, she was Vegan. And taught me all sort of things about the benefits of vegetables." Harley smiles, thinking of her friend.

"Plus... after what I dealt with in the Nightmare Realm, I don't even want to think about meat right now."

She gets out two bowls and two mugs as both the soup and cocoa get ready to be served. Soon she has hot soup in the bowls and cocoa and little marshmellows in the mugs. She brings everything to a little food tray that she can move close to the couch, where he sits.

"Here we go!"

"Such adventures do tend to force a change of eating habits."

He's speaking from adventures of his own. He had sworn off soup after his last trip to Gallifrey, but he's going to make an exception, because it would be bad to insult his host.

"My what service. Don't think I've had such in a very long time."

Nardole tried. But well, coffee in tea, is all he'd need to say about that. He sits himself up, if only so that he doesn't get soup or cocoa everywhere. He moves the bowl to him first and takes a moment to inhale. More about the steam and the heat than the smell. It is oddly comforting.

Finally he takes a spoonful.

"Oh that is rather good."

Better than he expected, anyway.

Harley smiles. Glad that he likes it. The compliment means a lot to her.

"Well, consider tonight a time to be spoiled a little."

"Not sure I could fight you off if I wanted to refuse."

But he doesn't. So it's going to all work out.

"Just be careful. That's usually the TARDIS' job. She might get jealous if you're too good at it."

"Who is the TARDIS?" Harley asks. She doesn't want to overstep her boundaries here. But he is a dear friend to her. And she wants to be there for him.

"Oh She's... well, she's my ship. But she's sentient. So she's also a dear friend. We've been looking after each other for thousands of years."

He doesn't mind sharing. He's feeling, well not comfortable, but a bit more at ease. He takes up the mug of cocoa now.

"Well, we can make sure you can get back to her, once you are a little rested." Harley pats his knee gently.

"She'll be fine for a bit. I was joking."

Sort of. Maybe exaggerating is a better word than joking.

"You are very bad at it." Harley laughs softly. And gives his knee a slight squeeze.

She has finished her soup, and is now savoring her hot cocoa.

"Sadly, yes I am."

Much better with sarcasm or cynicism.

"How did you get this place? I don't remember there being apartments here before."

"One of my other Nexus friends helped me to find an apartment. He has his own place nearby." Harley explains.

"So the Nexus is allowing us to stay now. Interesting."

He squeezes his hand to stop the flow of energy through it.

"So, you really are taking my advice. Not sure that's really happened before."

Oh it has, he's just not usually around to see it.

"There are a few people who have stayed." Harley notes softly.

She squeezes his knee again. "Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know. I'm just an idiot with a box; passing through."

He shrugs. Really, it hardly ever works. At least he doesn't know when it works.

Harley frowns for a second. She reaches over to touch his face gently. "You are not an idiot."

"And you always have a place here. Whenever you need."

He would deny leaning into her touch just a little. "Oh. I'm the biggest idiot there is. It's okay. I accept it."

His eye go wide again at the prospect of what she was offering. Amy and Rory, Sarah Jane, Jack Harkness, had all offered to shelter him over the years. And he didn't want to take any of them up on it for fear of bringing danger to their doorstep. But Harley... Danger had already been hers. And somehow he had saved her without knowing it.

Out of everyone it was possible that he might take her up on the offer. And his eyes might shine a bit. No one who has known him for such a short amount of time had ever made such an offer to him.

"Thank you."

His voice broke just a little on those two words.

Harley smiles at him. And seeing how his eyes are shining, she moves closer so she can wrap her arms around him. And just hug him.

"Anytime."

He gasps softly at the hug, because while he's grown to accept it from Bill and Nardole, it's still hard to believe others would want to.

And he might cling to her just a little bit tighter at that thought. He misses them. He hopes Nardole is alive, but he has no way to know for sure and Bill, well, she gave her life to save others. Taking too much after him like everyone.

And he will not let himself cry just yet. He'll squeeze her tighter again, before loosening his hold to let her know to let him go.

When he backs away is when he notices a smudge of soot on her clothes and he looks down at himself.

"Oh dear me, I didn't even think..." He looks up at her, not scared but a bit worried about how she'll react. "I'm sorry. I'm... There was this fire, burned the entire floor. Including me and my clothes."

He kind of holds them up to show they're covered in soot and ash.

It is sort of nice to be hugged that tightly again. Like he doesn't want to let go. But she will releases her hold when he has loosened his.

She laughs when he gets worried about the soot and ash on his clothes. "Well, we will get you cleaned up. And in some new clothes. Problem solved!"

He is a little sheepish. "I'm not worried about me..."

He gestures at her - he hasn't even looked at the blanket or her couch.

She laughs again. "This is my place. I have tons of cleans clothes upstairs."

"A little soot ain't going to bother me."

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