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The Moment of the Wolf

Time Lord Victorious
Title:  The Moment of the Wolf
Author:  kelkat9
Rating:  Adult but only for one slightly smutty bit
Disclaimer:  Nope, I don't own any of it
Summary:  AU of The Day of the Doctor
A/N:  Written to explore the character of The Moment/Bad Wolf Girl and what would have happened if Ten and Eleven had seen her.

It was an easy decision for Rose and one that did not include any thoughts as to consequences. Her Doctor needed her and she had to save him. The thought of losing him, letting him die in the future and all alone was not acceptable. In fact, such thoughts cut through her like daggers piercing her heart and soul. The one thought consuming her was No matter what, she would not allow this to happen. Perhaps it was a very human thing, to follow her heart and the all-consuming love she had for him rather than thinking logically about the hows or what ifs. Rose Tyler was always stubborn and once she made up her mind, nothing could stop her, not the fact she could die or that the whole idea was impossible and would have ramifications. The TARDIS saw her determination along with a certain purity of heart and purpose.

The TARDIS also saw possibilities and potentials racing outward from this tiny human. There was something different about this companion and what she could do for not just the Doctor, but the universe. As Rose did not hesitate, neither did the TARDIS and in a golden shining moment, the two of them, two different species merged into one vessel. Rose Tyler embraced time and the consciousness of the TARDIS just as the TARDIS embraced her and filled her with a power no human should have or could survive, but Rose Tyler did survive and with her very human instincts, compassion, love and need to set things right, she acted. But with all things, there were consequences. The consequences were not just to Rose physically or to her Doctor who would sacrifice himself for her as she had for him. Time and the universe demanded a price be paid for lives spared and that price would be paid by Rose in this new life form she had become, this Bad Wolf. In a blink of an eye, as Rose spread herself outward across time and space, seeing all that was, is or ever could be, tweaking time lines here and there, a part of herself was drawn toward another fate.


The Time Lords were a curious race in some ways and completely structured and rigid in others. Powerful items of a temporal or universal ending nature were like irresistible candy to the high and lofty race that considered itself the overseers of time and space, above and beyond other evolved sentient species. There was a time when they may have conveniently taken such items of power from other races. For such species own good, of course. And, if such items ended up in a Time Lord vault or somehow later were claimed as Time Lord technology, wellll, who was there to object? Time Lords could be very patient. They outlived most other species so borrowed or items taken for protection could be tucked away for a millennia before they reappeared and by then, who would be around to question their reappearance? Thus, the origins of certain items may be lost to time, or so the Time Lords claimed. This was true about many dangerous items, items like The Moment.

As precise and detailed Time Lords were, certain things seemed to disappear or be lost in the obscurity of time. Even their own history was shrouded in a certain amount of mystery so it came as no surprise that the origins of The Moment were most definitely grey. All that was know was that it was a weapon of massive destruction, a galaxy eater, destroyer of worlds, suns and everything in between from the time of Time Lord ancients. It also had a rather unusual and perplexing sentience, a consciousness that the Time Lords that studied it disliked. They poked and prodded and tried to separate the consciousness from it but failed in all their attempts. In fact, such attempts usually left the Time Lord scientists shaken or their Time Lord training tested to the point they often fled rather than face the entity within the weapon, an entity standing in judgment of them. There was just something about The Moment that jarred the Time Lords and after much frustration or perhaps it was annoyance mixed with a lack of success at mastering it, it was locked away deep in a vault, the Omega Arsenal, with a warning to any who contemplated studying it. Beware of The Moment for as you seek to know it, it will look into you.

The Doctor was rushed in stealing the moment and damned the consequences. He knew enough about The Moment to understand that it was a powerful weapon that could end the Time War. Ironically, time was running out for Gallifrey and the rest of the universe. The Daleks would soon break through the defences and have access to the citadel itself and with it, all of time and space. They would destroy all life everywhere and every when. Even worse, was the Time Lords themselves. A mad contingent led by Rassilon had their own solution: destroy all life in the universe and the noble and well placed Time Lords would ascend to beings of true consciousness, thus preserving their heritage and civilization even at the cost of all other living creatures including the Daleks and the more unfortunate and less worthy Gallifreyans. The Doctor, although he was loathe to call himself that, knew neither option was acceptable. He could not allow the Daleks or the Time Lords, driven by ego and madness to place themselves about all living creatures in the universe. Thus, he stole The Moment, to put an end to the war.

In an old, long forgotten and decrepit shack in the middle of the Death Zone, he learned he should have paid closer attention to the warning and thus was not prepared for the blonde girl who appeared to him. She was attractive in a dangerous way, teasing and taunting him and talking about wolves and needling him about hiding his actions out there in the middle of nowhere. The Doctor was intent on his purpose, ignoring her even if a tickle at the back of his mind warned him she was important.

He grumbled about, opening the weapon and big red buttons, a fact which amused her. When he burned his hand and looked over at her, it hit him. She was the weapon's interface.

She grinned and waved. "Didn't they tell you the Moment has a conscious?"

He looked weary and slightly put out. "Awww, look at you," she said with barely any pity and perhaps a bit of amusement. She knew him well, this old warrior. Memories began to filter through her mind, of things that came to pass or would come to pass, of who she was and who she would be to him. It really had been millennia since she'd interacted with any corporeal creature and no one quite like him. She looked into him, feeling a spark of something. Oh, but he was different from all those pompous Time Lords who had done their best to investigate her. He was unique in so many ways. She couldn't pass up this opportunity and thus she continued gazing into his mind, seeing the core of him and all that was, is or ever could be of him.

"Stuck between a girl and a box. The story of your life eh, Doctor?" she teased much to his consternation.

"You know me?" he asked grumpily.

She stood up, her eyes narrowed in on him, focused, digging deeper into him. "I hear you. All of you rumbling all around in that dusty old head of yours. You know I chose this form especially for you. It's from your past, or is it your future? I always get those two mixed up," she commented, her brow furrowed as she tried to grasp memories floating just out of her reach. It was difficult for her, trying to organize such things in a way that a corporeal and linear creature might understand them.

He mentioned the future and a light lit up in her eyes. Yes, that was it. Rose Tyler, a TARDIS, the big bad wolf and time. Rose Tyler was important to him and to many more. He would love her and Rose Tyler, a simple human girl not so simple to the universe would effect billions of time lines. Yes, there was a reason she appeared with this face, the face of someone who she may have once been a part of at a very specific point in time and space, a moment so immense, the universe convulsed around that uncommon human girl, destroying Daleks, creating a fixed point in a human male and touching Gallifrey's ancient past. Rose Tyler, her compassion and her conscious and her human emotions created far more than she could ever know.

The Moment, the wolf girl, emissary of a golden goddess with a simple name of Rose Tyler gazed at him and his suggestion she was from the future. "Rose Tyler," she said softly. "in this form, yes, well no, well," She paused and her eyes glowed gold. "Bad Wolf." She gazed at him intently. "Are you afraid of the big bad wolf, Doctor?"

"Don't call me the Doctor," he growled back at her, still suspicious of who and what she was and not liking any of this. All he wanted to do was end this war.

"Oh, but that's the name in your head," she reminded him.

"It shouldn't be," he said, sounding weary again. "I've been fighting this war for a very long time. I've lost the right to be the Doctor."

"And you're the one to save us all." He answered her with a sad yes.

"If I ever develop an ego, you've got the job," she replied a bit amused.

He slowly walked over to her, gazing at her with all the pain and sorrow of the war reflected in his eyes, telling her about all of time and space burning and how it must end. She looked directly at him confirming his intent to use her to end it all and reminding him of all who would die and that his actions had consequences.

He was grizzled and tired and not up for her unending inquisition of his motivations, pressuring him to think about consequences and making him think about a future he didn't want. He was ready to die with those he was destroying.

A sad look passed over her face as she looked at the possibility and potential of his actions. "Your punishment will be that you live. You live and Gallifrey burns and along with it all those Daleks, Time Lords and children," she said softly, looking ahead of her as if she could see it all happen. "How many children are on Gallifrey right now?" she asked, rubbing salt into the wounds wrought upon him by the endless war he fought in. He had no answer for her other than a haunted look in his eyes.

"One day you will count them," she warned and this was something she knew well. Those numbers would be reflected in ice blue eyes and then in depths of pained brown eyes as well. She leaned in closer to him, a slight mischievous look in her eyes. She was the conscious he needed. If he was going to destroy so many lives, he would do so with his eyes open. She would make sure of that. No weapon would be deployed until he saw the possibilities. "Do you want to see what that will turn you into?" she asked with a hint of darkness in her eyes. "Come on, aren't you curious? I'm opening windows on your future, a tangle of time in the days to come of the man today to the man who will come," she said, nudging him. He turned to look at her, the first hint of fear reflected in his face. He was thinking about more than ending a war now. This is what she'd been waiting for.

She forced him to face something he wanted to turn away from, himself. It was nothing like he thought it would be. No Time Lord liked to meet prior or future regenerations. Such meetings were filled with loathing, criticism or sniffing disdain. In this case, it was especially hard for him knowing that he faced destroying his world and seeing the man he would become as a result. Then, there was the blonde girl, his Bad Wolf Girl who continued her never ending prattle about these versions of himself and what his actions made him. She was his conscious all right, making him think about all who would die, the innocents and the children. Eventually, he would see himself revealed, the one that bore the Time War around him, the heavy mantel he could never shuck off, the one who counted every death and questioned every decision. Then, there was the one who said he couldn't remember or maybe just didn't want to. He was the deceiver, talking and playing with his words, diverting attention from the pain in his eyes, his haunted green eyes. Oh that version professed his age, as if he didn't or couldn't look back but in the end, that was all a mirage. He knew, this oldest version him as well as if he gazed at himself in a mirror.

In the end, he had seen enough of his prior selves to see the truth in what she was showing him. Through his pain, suffering and penance, he would do good, help people, save people, be the Doctor he once was. He turned to his Bad Wolf Girl acknowledging his readiness to take on the burden of destroying his world. With a blink of her golden glowing eyes, he found himself once more back facing that terrible weapon. Ironically, she fulfilled his earlier comment about big red buttons being the proverbial X marks the spot to rain destruction on his people. And this is where the story changes and things did not come to pass as they once might have. Time can change and this was a moment that was in flux. The lovely Bad Wolf Girl with her kohl rimmed eyes, wild blonde hair and tattered clothing knew this.

As he stood there staring at the glowing red symbol of the destruction that would come, the Bad Wolf Girl questioned him again, asking him if he was sure. His certainty that destruction was the answer was ebbing but he also felt he had no option.

"You've seen the men you will become," she reminded him, watching him with a deep concern reflected in her whiskey coloured eyes. Again, she pierced into his mind and time lines, watching the fluctuations as he stood upon a precipice. A sentient creature of time she may be, but he still had choice. Only he could decide this. Her purpose was to guide him, show him options and consequences. A part of her she didn't know existed began to curl up and tighten deep inside, a tension squeezing something hidden. They were feelings she didn't know she could experience. Never before had anyone prompted this ache within her, this need for him to choose a new path, to have some sense of hope. She wanted the best for him. It was an odd thing for her to feel this when any previous contact with his species had been almost a game to relieve her boredom, teasing them, testing them, pushing their little Time Lord buttons to see if she could elicit a reaction from the cold scientist they proclaimed to be or putting a chink in the mighty Time Lord armour.

As she had first assessed, she was now sure. He was different and she had developed more of a connection to him in the short time since he'd stolen her than she had with any being who attempted to access her over the past millennia. Their time was intertwined and she had to do more than offer him a choice.

When he looked up at her in response to her comment about who he would become, he smiled. "They were extraordinary men, the men I become."

"They were you," she pointed out.

"No," he said shaking his head. "They were the Doctor."

"You're the Doctor too," she said softly but with certainty.

"No, great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame, whatever the cost," he replied with a resigned sigh, visions of children who would never grow up dancing in his mind, his palm hovering over the glowing red jewel.

She tried a new tactic with him. "You know the sound the TARDIS makes? That wheezing, groaning sound? That sound brings hope where ever it goes."

"Yes, I like to think it does," he responded.

"To anyone, no matter how lost," she said. "Even you," she said with a smile as that sound of the universe, the sound of hope echoed about him as two TARDIS materialized, his TARDIS, both from his future.

His future selves appeared and he tried to send them away. Both were unsure how they were there. After all, this was time locked but then, they didn't know a certain Bad Wolf Girl had extended her not unsubstantial influence over time and space, a certain entity that had affection for him and wanted him safe and his future secure. She stood off to the side, proud of him, all of him. She smiled even as she knew her time with him was quickly running out. He was a good man, maybe the best man on Gallifrey and she knew he would make the right choice.

The war torn Doctor tried again to send them away but they were older and had lived with the burden of this war for too long. With such guilt and pain came a certain wisdom. This was something they couldn't run from any more. They reminded him he was the Doctor, the day it wasn't possible to get it right and this time, he wouldn't do it alone.

His pinstriped self stepped forward, a pained look on his face, reminding his prior self, "This was not being done out of fear or hatred but done because there is no other way."

"Done for the many lives we are failing to save," his bow tie wearing self added.

The three of them stood there, their hands hovering over the red glow of fate.

The Bad Wolf Girl knew her work was not complete. Clara stood off to the side watching the Doctors in disbelief, tears in her eyes over what she was witnessing. Clara would be a vessel for Bad Wolf's work.

The blond wolf smiled and gently touched Clara's time line, nudging her to act and act Clara did. Clara Oswald, another human girl who may not have been as simple as most humans, who also had a role to play in Bad Wolf's domain, would be what the Doctor needed, a reminder that sometimes there could be another way. As The Moment's conscious took everything in, her three Doctors and Clara, she again, intervened, showing them what they were destroying as she manipulated Clara into influencing these three versions of her favourite Time Lord. As the Doctor had said on his way to retrieving her, No More. He just didn't realize that she would take that statement to heart, the heart of a creature of time who saw everything and could show them the possibilities.

They looked around at Gallifrey that was, in the midst of the war, hearing Clara's comments, reminding them that they were the Doctor, that he made a promise which he recited to her – Neither crude nor cowardly, never give up, never give in.

The Wolf Girl brought them back and watched as they figured it out, what they could do, how the centuries of knowledge since the war that they now had could change everything, that there were three of them now. As the three jumped about shouting in glee about a new solution, the war torn Doctor shouted out to his Bad Wolf Girl that he could kiss her and she grinned and promised he would.

The pinstriped version and bow tie wearing Doctor's face fell in shock at the words Bad Wolf. Seeing this as her final opportunity and knowing soon they would be parted she flashed into existence before them, gazing at them with a tongue teasing smile.

"Hello!" she said with a little wave.

"It can't be," the pinstriped Doctor whispered, his eyes focused on her, filled with longing and a touch of worry.

"Bad Wolf Girl!" the bow tie wearing Doctor shouted and laughed. "Oh, I should have known!" He spun around in place, pointed at her and marched over until he was inches from her, his green eyes alight with a spark they had been missing for centuries. "And you are here."

The pinstriped Doctor, an intense look in his eyes stepped forward and reached out his hand cupping her face. "Bad Wolf, Rose Tyler, here you are saving me again."

"My Doctor, you saved yourself this time. Welll, maybe not all yourself," she sassed, grinning at him. "Might have needed a bit of a push." She wrinkled her nose. "More than a bit."

He grinned back at her in delight. She stepped forward and brushed his hair off his forehead. "I'm sorry I won't be with you. At least not how you want."

His smile fell and he looked down before those ancient brown eyes bored into hers. "Will I see you again?" he asked, his voice cracking.

She smiled as she looked into him. "Yeah, you will. One more time before you go."

His face darkened and he leaned in close to her. "Are you really her?"

"She is me and I am her," she said with amusement. "Would she have allowed you to destroy all that you protect without question?"

He shook his head. "No, she would have cared, would have made me see the consequences, reminded me that…" He stopped and swallowed hard but still gazed at her as a man dying of thirst stared with longing at an oasis.

She leaned in and whispered into his ear. "I am always with you."

He turned, their noses grazing each other, her lips so close to his, their softness barely brushing his and in the most natural way he leaned into her. Gently his lips pressed into hers. The pressure increased as she wrapped her arms around him, her fingernails grazing his scalp. A low growl sounded and her tongue swiped his bottom lip as a bit of her mind tentatively touched his. That was all it took to ignite his hunger for her. He wrapped his arms around her pulling her flush against him, his mouth hungrily massaging hers and his tongue sliding against hers. He moaned as flashes of the two of them entwined appeared in his mind. They were lying naked twisted in dark blue sheets, hot mouths licking and sucking at each other. Eventually, he felt his hardness sliding into her and heard her gasping, her hot breath on his shoulder as she bit down onto him crying out his name. Colours flew through his mind as more images appeared. The two of them on the TARDIS but not his TARDIS, adventures of running, new worlds, new skies and new friends flashed before him. There was a house, London, family dinners, naked Wednesdays and…a child. It was almost too much and by the time it was over, tears coursed down his cheeks.

She pulled back, her eyes flashing gold and her hand trailed down his neck, shoulder and arm until she laced her fingers with his. "The Bad Wolf and the Oncoming Storm are forever," she whispered and stepped back, her hand falling from his.

He nodded tersely, inhaling and closing his eyes, tucking the memory away for another time, another man who would need them but leaving an assurance that his Rose was safe and happy and filling him with a need to protect her and their future. He leaned into his TARDIS as he guarded these memories.

She turned to her bow tie wearing Doctor and smiled. His face was pale and his eyes reflected the knowledge she had passed on to his earlier regeneration. "It's not so bad, yeah?"

He inhaled and shook himself out of the memories he'd just experienced. His prior self may have kissed her but he had catalogued every detail of that kiss and the memories of another Rose in another universe who still lived with other him. They were glorious and happy. It was what he wanted and now he knew that they lived on and a piece of him lived on through them. It filled him with a vigour and wonder about their lives and their legacy. He looked down at this Bad Wolf Girl who saved him even through a bit of sleight of hand or slight of time lines.

"And me, do I get a reward?" he asked with a hint of teasing.

She stood up on tip toes and kissed him, perhaps not as passionately but with just as much love and affection. Again, her mind, her presence enveloped him, filling him with memories of a time when he wore leather, when she burst out of a TARDIS enveloped in time, her mind racing out across the cosmos and seeing a picture of Gallifrey, many pictures of Gallifrey at different times. He felt her passion and compassion and a reminder that he was the Doctor, not the killer he saw himself as. In all things he saw her whether it was roses growing on the seventh moon of Tuklio Minor or a story about wolves and stars on the booming advanced worlds of the Bolsh Conglomerate. She was there.

He pulled away and stared at her in awe. She stepped back toward the box that contained The Moment. She grinned. "You still have a job to do and a world to save. Go on you clever boys, run!"

She disappeared and the box remained, a box with intricate swirly writing that just for a moment read Bad Wolf. With that, the Time Lords turned toward their TARDIS to complete their mission. A war torn Time Lord placed The Moment in a safe place deep within his TARDIS asking her to keep the precious cargo safe. As he turned to return to his console room to join his other selves in completing their mad plan to save Gallifrey, he swore he heard his Wolf Girl's laughter and a responding hum of welcome from his TARDIS. He walked away with the first real smile on his face, toward a destiny of saving a world instead of destroying it.


( 16 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 25th, 2013 05:39 am (UTC)
That...was absolutely stunning! I've always been impressed by your writing, even though I'm terrible about commenting. But my dear! I do think that this is one of the best, and deeply touching pieces you've ever done! Brava!!!
Nov. 25th, 2013 01:27 pm (UTC)
Wow thank you so much! The episode was very inspiring :) I do love the idea of The Moment/Bad Wolf Rose - she's an interesting character and I feel very strongly that a very pinnacle and emotional moment was missed by not having her appear even for a moment to Ten and Eleven. I'm enjoying reading all the fanfic writers' interpretation of this ep and that character. Thank you so much for reading :)
Nov. 25th, 2013 08:13 am (UTC)
Nov. 25th, 2013 01:27 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much!
Nov. 25th, 2013 11:16 am (UTC)
This is perfect. Exactly the scene we all wanted to see. Thank you!!
Nov. 25th, 2013 01:28 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Nov. 30th, 2013 09:13 pm (UTC)
Dec. 2nd, 2013 02:29 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Dec. 2nd, 2013 01:26 am (UTC)
Dec. 2nd, 2013 02:30 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Dec. 2nd, 2013 05:35 am (UTC)
Gorgeous! I'm crying for a sequel or something.
I love BadWolf Rose.
Dec. 2nd, 2013 02:31 pm (UTC)
I LOVE LOVE LOVE the Bad Wolf Rose character. I don't know about a sequel but I could see her showing up in another story. Thank you so much for reading!
Dec. 2nd, 2013 10:28 pm (UTC)
I love Bad Wolf Rose - your story is gorgeous!
Dec. 5th, 2013 01:33 pm (UTC)
Thanks jer! I want to write more with her. I'm pondering playing around with the theory that Bad Wolf Rose split pieces of her self off and created an Alt Verse. I think it would be fun to see how this character would interact with Nine. Oh there goes another bunny!
Dec. 14th, 2013 02:14 am (UTC)
loved this!
Dec. 15th, 2013 11:44 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
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