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Can we cut a deal, Doc?

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Tegan! It's so good to see you!

What sort of deal?

Hey, Doc. *smiles, because his enthusiasm is catching*

Well. Will you promise not to interrupt?

Oh, I think I can do that.

*pause*

Interrupt what?

I'm dying and I don't want you to save me.

You're...you're what? No, you can't be.

*deep, shuddering breath* I am dying, Doctor. I have a cancerous brain tumor. *pause* An alien cancerous brain tumor.

It's from the Mara.

No...but...

Oh Tegan, why did you make me promise that? How am I supposed to...what, just sit here? There'll be something I can do, somewhere. I'll work it out.

We all have to die sometime, Doc. You know that, you know it better than anyone.

I'm okay with it, Doctor. I'm ready. All of your other selves wouldn't let me get this far in my explanation. They all ask me to go with them to the future, where there are cures. They threaten to take me, kicking and screaming.

Doctor. I'm ready to die. I just want a chance to say goodbye to some people, first.

Well, I've had to let lots of people go over the years.

I...I won't force you into anything, as tempting as that might be. If you're ready, and this is really what you want...

You're intelligent and strong enough to decide it for yourself, after all.

Thank you, Doctor. That means a lot to me. *moves to take his hand before taking a deep breath*

I wanted a chance to say goodbye, though. To you and to someone else who I can't get to without your help. ....Is it to much to ask for one more go in your blue police box?

*squeezing his hand back tightly*

Of course, Tegan, for you.

*smiles*

Thank you, Doctor; Nyss would never forgive me if I didn't say goodbye.

I'll be happy to see Nyssa again too.

*pause*

Sure I can't change your mind?

No, sorry, I didn't mean to say that. It just slipped out.

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