Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 8599
Author's summary: Donna discovers that traveling with the Doctor takes finding yourself to a whole new level.
Characters/Pairings: Donna Noble, Tenth Doctor, Martha Jones, Jenny, Romana II, Fourth Doctor, Braxiatel, Rose Tyler
Warnings: Spoilers S4 through Midnight and the preview for Left Turn, but no actually spoilers for that episode.
Recced because: A week and a half ago I joined the Mod Team at Teaspoon and I'm very glad I did, because working the Queue has led me to finding so many fics that I might never have noticed otherwise. This is one of them. I spent the weekend after validating this with my fingers crossed hoping that no one would beat me to reccing this here. I think this fic is that good.
Wonderfulchild takes one of the theories surrounding the season finale--I'm sure most of you have heard it before, it dates back to last autumn and should be fairly widespread by now--and she runs with it to the bitter end. This is a theory that is almost always played for laughs when it winds up in fic. Wonderfulchild treats it with utter seriousness. She makes it work with canon, in fact she makes it work so well that by the end of the fic I found myself half-convinced that it was really going to happen onscreen.
This fic is magnificent and heart-breaking. Go read it.
He's all teeth and curls and protruding eyes. A ridiculously long scarf that only he would dare to wear hangs around his neck. He kneels on the floor of the console room, also wrong, with its sterile white walls and floor and a console full of blinking lights that looks like its come out of some 70s sci-fi program. A robot dog is pulled apart, gutted, its parts scattered on the floor while the (wrong) Doctor tinkers with its insides.
She sweeps out into the console room to pose in front of him, rather liking the height of this new body.
"Well?" she says, twirling.
He glances up briefly, then does a double take, his eyes bulging. "It's a bit ginger, isn't it?"