Epilogue: An old man and his Bees

"And who is this?" Givoliancha asked, as she lead her young son through the great halls of memory on New Gallifrey.

"Ummmm... Is that Amy?" Jovonovachian asked, his voice sounding unsure. "No." His mother answered. "This is Donna, from the Temple Noble." She answered. "If you are to be chronicler one day, you will need to remember the names of the original mothers from the second Gallifreyan Dark Times."

The young boy nodded his head. "I know..." He said, sounding ashamed. "Now then, there's no sense getting all worked up about it." Givoliancha said, shaking her head. "Here, this is an easy one... Who is this?" She asked, and the boy laughed. "Well I know that, that's Mother." He said, chuckling. His own mother laughed and nodded. "Yes, but what was her name?" The boy frowned and then beamed. "Claire!" His mother laughed. "Clara!" I she corrected. "The infinite mother." She continued. "Without her, we never would have been able to return to our full power. She was born from time to..." She was cut off by her son. "... Born from time to resurrect the Time Lord race and restore the rightful rulers of time... I know... I *do* it's just..." His mother frowned. "Just what?" She urged him to continued.

"I don't like history."

"You are destined to be the chronicler. You don't have to like History, you just have to know it." The boy shook his head. "But I want to be an adventurer like The Doctor was!" The mother's face fell. "You don't want to be like The Doctor..." She said, shaking her head, looking around the room as if afraid someone would over hear their conversations.

"Why not?! Why does everyone hate him so much! He brought us back right?!" Jovonovachian argued.

"Yes... The Doctor is The Father... But... He is also a meddler, The Time Lords observe, we do not interfere... He established these rules but refused to obey them. He would flaunt his intellect in the faces of the original High Council of Gallifrey, that's why he ended up exiled. He was too... fickle. Long after he'd brought us back he kept bringing in 'new' mothers... It became too much, and then... When it came out about *how* he had been getting the mothers..." She trailed off. "You mean using the Hazandra Gemstone?" The boy asked. "Shhhh! Yes!" She hushed him, glancing around. "But didn't he say he didn't know! It's not fair to blame him!"

The woman looked down at her young son and knelt down before him. "I know it seems that way... But... My boy... What the Doctor did was necessary, but *wrong* fundamentally wrong. What the Time Lords did to him, was just. It is just the way of the universe."

They had reached the end of the hall, exiting through the large opened doorway and the boy looked up at the sky in wonder.

"Where do you think The Doctor is now?" He asked. The woman laughed. "Ohhh, I think he's long since dead, my child, that was several thousand years ago... As legendary as the Doctor was... Not even he could escape the passage of time..."

The boy nodded and sighed. "Are we done with the lesson now?" He asked. She nodded and smiled at him. "How about we go get some Honey?" She asked. The boy jumped "Yes please! Yes please!"

They both laughed and ran down to their land-speeder and took off through the Gallifreyen desert until they reached the small shack, with dozens and dozens of bee hives behind it.

"Trodoc!" The boy shouted out to the closed door. "We're back for more honey!" The young boy cried out. A muffled voice came in reply.

"Go away! We've no more honey!" The voice was clearly shouting, but it sounded as if it were almost miles away and muffled by something. "Don't be silly! I'm hungry! I want honey! You've got tons of bees!" Givoliancha rushed forwards, chuckling and pulled her boy back. "Now, now, then... Let's not be rude..." She said. "The bees have gone on strike!" The muffled voice called out. "Bee's can't go on strike! They don't work!" The boy shouted back, falling right into the old man's trap. "Oh yeah? Then why do they have workers then!? If you're so clever answer me that!" The door flung open and out came the old man, his mustache and beard just a few inches longer than the last time they had seen him, which was odd, given it had been yesterday.

The young boy shouted in triumph as he appeared and rushed to him, stopping a few feet short of him and put his hands behind his back and rocked on the heels of his feet.

"Please may I have some Honey?" He asked, very politely.

"I told you, The bees have gone on strike." Trodoc said, shaking his head emphatically. "Don't be so annoying!" The boy argued. "That's what I said to them! But they wouldn't have it, honestly, never make an insectoid cross by comparing it to a vespiform, they're very sensitive creatures." He shook his head. "I blame the bears." The boy raised an eyebrow. "Bears?" The older man nodded. "Oh yes, they keep stealing all the honey." The boy looked at his mother. "I've never heard of a bear..." Trodoc shook his head. "Of course you haven't the Bee's went to war with them, ate them all. Poof, over night, no more bears, but significantly fatter bees, so I happened to remark to one that it was looking more like a vespiform and... Well... Now they're on strike."

The boy frowned and shook his head. His mother was smirking at the man as if she had just figured out the joke. "Mmm, but isn't there a way we could.... Help boost the morale of the troops, Trodoc?" She asked, her hand running over her robe covered chest. "Make them start getting all that yummy sticky stuff made for us again?" Trodoc smirked and bit his lip. "I'm not sure... Let us grown up's talk it out while the boy plays out here, how's that sound?" He asked Jovonovachian. "Again!? Uhhhh, fine! But next time I want to be in the talk too! I'm nearly 100! I'm big enough to talk to bees!"

The older Time Lords smirked. "Only when you know about the birds too." Trodoc said with a chuckle.

The two moved inside the hut and suddenly Givo was on Trodoc, her lips locked against his. "You dirty old man..." She said with a grin. "... Always extorting me for my body." Trodoc laughed. "Whose extorting who?" He asked as he watched the greedy little high gallifreyan slut descend to her knees, pulling his two massive 12 inch cocks out of his pants. She pushed them together and opened her mouth wide, wrapping her lips around them and took his cocks into her mouth, her eyes looking up at him.

"Mmmm, fuck... You're taking advantage of me... And how much I love these two fucking huge, old, dirty, dicks." She laughed, spitting on one while she jerked off the other.

"Fuck... I just want to suck on them all day..." She moaned out, her tongue flicking over the tip of his lower cock, her hand jerking off the lower one.

He let out a low moan... "Ohhh that's good... You're such a dirty girl, you know that? Call yourself a high gallifreyan? You're nothing more than a dirty whore." He growled at her, prompting a loud moan to escape her lips. "Ohhh that's right, fuck... I love degrading myself for an old hermit who lives out in the desert! I'm such a disgusting little slut.... Ohhh fuck!" She moaned out, they heard knocking on the door and she chuckled.

"I think you should finish fast... He really is hungry."

Trodoc laughed at her. "So are you." He growled and shoved both his cocks into her mouth, she took them like a pro, deepthroating both large dicks. He could see her throat bulging as he plowed into her mouth.

"OHhhhh I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna feed you all my seed!" He moaned as his dicks erupted inside her mouth and he felt his whole body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm. He looked down at the slut and pulled his cock out to coat her face in some of his spunk, then took several steps back and watched her begin to lick it from her face.

She scrapped it off with her finger and licked some of it off.

Just then the door opened and her son moved in. He saw her licking the last of it off and gave her an unamused look. "HEY! That's not fair! Why do you get honey and I don't?!" He shouted.

Trodoc shook his head. "We've got honey for you, look, in that closet there... No, NOT THAT DOOR!" He shouted and rushed forwards and the boy began to open the door beside the closet... But it was too late, the door was open and what was beyond it was clear for them both to see...

A large blue box stood just behind the door.

Their eyes both bugged out of their face as The Doctor turned his head to look at the woman who'd just been sucking him off. She looked at him with shock and alarm. "Well... It was nice to know you." He said and rushed through the TARDIS doors, laughing as he began to pull levers and flip switches, Givo shouting for Jo to jump back away from the man.

two hours later the hut was being surrounded and watched by over 50 Gallifreyan security forces.

"He's gone now... And now we know what this new regeneration of his looks like, we'll keep an eye out for him... Thank you ma'am." One of them said to Givo and left her alone. She was just shaking her head "Was that really the Doctor?" Jo asked, she looked down at him and frowned, then nodded her head. "... He seemed like such a nice old man."