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It was a relatively cold night, sitting out by the bay staring out at the water. Not even the full moon above or the city lights to either side of Kalli could attract her attention. The only thing she saw were the dark swirling waters lapping gently at the sandy shore. A shiver ran up her spine as she brushed a strand of dark hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ear. When she did that something on her left ring finger caught her eye. Bringing her hand down she admired the silver band on her finger. In the middle was a diamond, embedded into the silver. On either side of the diamond was a blue gem stone, also embedded into the cool metal.
The Council had commanded that everyone return home. They had saved the earth, saved the universe yet that didn’t even feel good anymore. The high she had been riding out, knowing she had made a difference in the universe collapsed, leaving her empty, lonely, unable to think of anything except the people she had met.
The Doctor. Any of them really, but mostly the French one. A weak smile played upon her lips as she thought back to their first encounter. The insults, how angry she had been and how she wanted to humiliate him, seduce him. It wasn’t out of love, just out of spite. But eventually they had gotten over that, she had gotten over it, and they had been able to carry on a decent friendship.
There was also the eleventh incarnation. The man she had loathed for the better part of a lifetime ever since he had ruined her con-business in London. But meeting up with him again, talking, trying to irritate him really changed her perspective, and made her realize how very much she had changed. He had made her realize the wrongs she had committed in the past, and she no longer blamed him for making her miserable. But he was the one she was least sad to see go, on the account she still had many chances to see him again. He isn’t from another universe.
Reinette. The French Doctor’s lover, friend, and companion. She was wonderful, wise, smart, witty, everything Kalli had always wanted to be. Here she was, hundreds of years older than Reinette ever would be, but the human was still so much wiser than herself. She had learned a lot from her, about how games of seduction were foolish ones to play. That respect could be earned in many other ways. Those were lessons she’d never forget from a person she would never forget.
Romanadvoratrelundar. Fred. Her lover, he best friend, her husband, her companion. He was her light in dark times and her comfort when she could find none elsewhere. They had been through so many things together, from the moment she stepped into the TARDIS to their last night together, and finally to their tearful goodbye. He had been with there every step of the way, helping her find who she really was. Explaining the unknown to her, just loving her unconditionally just as she loved him. Staring at the ring that adorned her finger tears came to her eyes for the umpteenth time that day. She was never going to see him again.
With a sniffle she stubbornly wiped her eyes, gaze turning back to the darkly glistening water. The high council had offered an ‘out’ of sorts to her, to anyone who wanted it. They were willing to wipe her memories if it would help her deal with everything. She had been skeptical at first. Knowing her past, what the previous council all those years ago did to her, locking away her memories…she didn’t know if she wanted them to do it again. To go on living unsure of whom she was. Not even knowing her true name. But were the painful memories worth keeping?
Standing, pulling the jacket she was wearing closer around her slim form she began to trek back towards the street, still thinking it over. She wondered what Reinette would say, what the Doctor would say, and even what Fred would say and she had a feeling she knew the jist of what they would suggest.
She’d guard these memories with her life and never give them up. People in life will come and go. It won’t stop there, by having her memories wiped. Looking back she realized she had grown up so much during this whole thing. She had fallen in love, experienced heart break, made friends out of her enemies. Lived. She had lived her life to the best of her ability.
And that was something she’d never let go of.
So the answer was no.
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