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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Handy doesn’t appear on the Plane, as much as he is walking the Plane.  He hasn’t left since he found Reinette earlier.  His clothes are stained with blood, as are his hands.  He has been walking aimlessly.  Still shaken from what happened.

Finally he stops.  Not wanting to walk anymore.  His legs are tired.  He is tired.  He sits down.  Relieved to be off his feet.  Crossing his legs, fingers tapping the floor, eyes studying the stars below.]

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[looks up at the stars]

Looks all right to me.

[he could just be being contrary, though]

Come on, I'll get you to the TARDIS, get that bandaged up.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Is about to open his mouth to argue, but, stops himself when he hears the second part. Caught off guard by the offer.]

Yeah? [Quickly tries to cover, changing his tone to casual.] I mean, yeah. Of course.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, I broke it. I'm told I don't fix what I break often enough.

[winces and stretches, trying not to hold the part of him that hurts, then leads the way to his TARDIS]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Stands up and follows, unsure what to say, not wanting to argue anything at this point]

You're fixing something now. That's good.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Take note, you'll learn how to do this one day.

[pulls out the key and opens the TARDIS]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Bites his tongue, and doesn't say anything, no matter how much he wants to. He stands outside the TARDIS for a minute, before following the Doctor inside. He looks around the console room]

Is it just you on your own, now?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yep, just me and the TARDIS. And Lucy, on occasion.

[leads the way to the infirmary sickbay]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Right. Of course.

[Still not saying a word, no matter how much he wants to, as he follows the Doctor back to the infirmary sickbay]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Donna left a while back. Had to, metacrysis situation.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[He hadn't even thought about that. All this time, he was so concerned about himself, he hadn't even considered Donna couldn't handle the metacrisis. He was selfish that way. As he thought about it, he slowly realized the solution. His chest ached a little with the new knowledge.]

But she's still alive out there. Alive and well and still Donna Noble, even if she's not... [He stops mid-ramble, feeling very guilty.] I'm sorry.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yep, alive and well. Just not the Donna I remember.

[looks back and eyes him with a little newfound respect; he's the first person to actually UNDERSTAND why the Doctor did what he did]

Right, well, it's in here, I think you know.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[forcefullly, surprising himself] She's still Donna.

[He moves around the Doctor, taking a seat on the table, eyes traveling the room. He remembers the last time he was here.]

Yeah, I know.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Not anymore. That Donna is dead. But she can keep on living.

[rummages through for some bandages and painkillers]

How bad does it hurt?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[getting angry with the Doctor, and he wish he wasn't] She wasn't born the day she met you, you know. She's still that Donna, always been that Donna, even if she didn't know it. She might not have you or the TARDIS or the universe, but that Donna isn't dead. She's just going to have to find her another way.

[Watches the Doctor rummaging. His body aches]

Not that much.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Do you know what she was doing when I left her? Talking about how she missed it all. Donna became better than the one who missed it all and gossiped and didn't realize her fiance was consort to a giant spider. Donna became better than that and now she's gone. All right?

[produces some bandages and a few needles with painkillers. They're big needles because the Doctor is mean.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Just because that made her better doesn't mean something else can't come along to make her better as well! She saved the entire universe and destroyed an alternate one all without ever meeting you.

[Notices that big needle]

You're not sticking that thing in me!

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Maybe it will. I just won't be in her life if it does.

[holds the needle up]

Oh, come on. It won't be that bad.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Right. [he feels like an ass right about now] Sorry.

[Still not having that needle]

If it's not so bad, you stick it in yourself!

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[is quite done chatting about Donna and focuses on the needle]

Technically, that's what I'm doing. It'll make your nose feel better.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[He's focusing on the needle as well]

Yeah, because my arm will be throbbing. Breaking my legs would make my nose feel relatively better as well. You wanna do that, too?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[flatly]

You're quite the masochist, asking me to break your legs when I'm trying to give you a painkiller.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[flatly]

You're quite the sadist, giving me that needle when we both know there's much less painful ones lying around here.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Me? Sadist? I'm a bloody humanitarian considering the people I help around here.

[sighs and drops down, producing an air-shot painkiller]

Better?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Rolls his eyes. Relaxes at the air-shot painkiller]

Just a bit, yeah.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

This might sting.

[puts the shot against his jugular and injects, then goes for the bandages]

So, what now, Human Me? Now that you're here and Reinette's gone? Again?