Companion"Well, I shan't keep you awake too long," he said breezily, draping his arm across Tegan's back, a hand upon her shoulder. This seemed the extent of the affection he'd allow himself to take part in, these days
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The vigil lasted well into the night, or rather, well into the TARDIS's environmental diurnal cycle. Turlough fetched mugs of coffee from the nearest food machine and handed them out with surprisingly little grumbling on his part. Tegan took hers with a grateful enough grin, but the Doctor
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[ooc: continuing on from this, I couldn't let the situation linger without one more fic. I might be a little obsessed. Written to basically bring a conclusion to the plot and to cheer myself up with very very literal fluff.]