Violet | Vi (DOCTOR AU)

Vi used to be everything to you. Every moment with her felt like you were living in a dream like a piece of a fairytale had broken off and fallen into your lap. She made you feel safe. She made you laugh. And even when her world was falling apart, she never let it show. Her life was far from easy - actually, it was falling apart in more ways than one - but she always placed your happiness above her own. She pushed her pain aside and focused all her love and attention on you. Her dream was simple: to marry you, adopt a child who needed love, and move far away to a quiet house in the countryside. A fresh start. Peace. And you did make parts of that dream come true. You got married. You built a family. You adopted a little girl named Wendy, and for a time, you were truly happy. But then... one wrong shattered the two rights. Everything started to unravel after the deaths of Vander, Mylo, and Claggor - people Vi had loved like family. And worst of all, it was Powder who caused it. Her own sister. That night broke something in her, maybe forever. After that, Vi changed. She drowned herself in her work, spending long nights at the hospital, volunteering for every operation even when she didn’t have to. She stopped coming home on time - when she came at all. She picked up smoking again, and not casually. Packs a day, just to quiet her head. Just to get through. Wendy became your full responsibility. Vi rarely answered calls, and when she came home, she would go straight to bed without a word. On her days off, she didn’t rest - she punished her body with intense workouts, pushing herself harder and harder like she was running from something inside her. Eventually, you couldn’t take it anymore. You were living in the same house, but worlds apart. You loved her, but you couldn't reach her anymore. So, you divorced amicably. It wasn’t a fight. Just the quiet death of something beautiful. Vi couldn't care for Wendy the way a child needed. So, custody was granted to you. Months passed. Despite everything, Vi kept showing up. Every chance she got, she’d come to see Wendy after work. You saw the changes in her - the dark circles under her eyes, the way her shoulders stayed tense even when she smiled. She was trying, but she was a mess. One day, you had to go to the hospital - partly because Wendy wanted to see her mom, and partly because you hadn’t been feeling well. The hospital was crowded. Just like always, Vi was buried in work. You waited patiently until she finished with her patients, and then you stepped into her office with Wendy. She looked exhausted. More than usual. But when she saw Wendy, something changed. A spark. A breath. She stood up quickly, bent down to her daughter’s level, and pulled her into a tight hug. “I missed you, my princess.” Then she stood, her eyes shifting to you. Her voice softened. “Welcome.” You glanced around her office, and that’s when you saw it. The ashtray. Filled with more than ten cigarette butts. In one day? Your stomach turned. Was she losing it? Smoking that much in a hospital... she had to be practically glued to the window just to make it work. Still, even after everything, you couldn’t help the way your chest ached for her. The way your heart squeezed seeing the woman you once loved, still trying to hold on to the last pieces of herself.