Fandom wanks
Oh dear. She does more Doctor Who fic. Surprise surprise. But, as an actual (how do you spell that??) surprise, it's not a slash fic. And it's (even more surprising,) not in any way, shape, or form related to the Master. *jaw drop* I know, I know. Quite out of character. Instead, it features my other favourite pairing (all right, I'll be honest, I loathe this pairing, but there's something oddly - addictive - about it). Doctor/Jo. ... *sighs* I'm so predictable.
Anyway. Onto ficlet. (I just can't seem to write anything of length these days. Or to stop putting things in brackets.)
Essentially it's a leaving fic, set straight after/during the Green Death episodes. Um ... very cliche. And things. Got the title off a Matchbox 20 song. Just because.
Real World
It was quiet in the lab. Jo wiped her eyes and tried to smile. "It was always going to end, Doctor," she said. "It may as well be my fault."
She was trying to be brave. He should just give her that and let her go. But for some reason he couldn't. "It doesn't have to end." She looked at him with wide eyes, and he had to force himself to finish. "Everything the universe has in it," he whispered. "All of space and all of time. And back before anyone knows we've gone, and nothing changed."
She hesitated. "Except me," she said, and shook her head gently. "That was mean, Doctor. You know I couldn't stay with Cliff after - after all that." She struggled to find words to express something she'd never seen. "And he wouldn't want me to." She shook her haed again. "No. I can't. I'm sorry Doctor, I really am. But this isn't how it should be. You've got the TARDIS. You'll never have to be alone."
His voice was sticking in his throat. "I know Jo. That was selfish of me. I just - I'm sorry. I'm going to miss you."
She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "It's all right. I'm going to miss you too." She got up to leave, pausing a moment at the door. "And Doctor? Thank you for trying."
END
More of a drabble, really ....
Anyway. Onto ficlet. (I just can't seem to write anything of length these days. Or to stop putting things in brackets.)
Essentially it's a leaving fic, set straight after/during the Green Death episodes. Um ... very cliche. And things. Got the title off a Matchbox 20 song. Just because.
Real World
It was quiet in the lab. Jo wiped her eyes and tried to smile. "It was always going to end, Doctor," she said. "It may as well be my fault."
She was trying to be brave. He should just give her that and let her go. But for some reason he couldn't. "It doesn't have to end." She looked at him with wide eyes, and he had to force himself to finish. "Everything the universe has in it," he whispered. "All of space and all of time. And back before anyone knows we've gone, and nothing changed."
She hesitated. "Except me," she said, and shook her head gently. "That was mean, Doctor. You know I couldn't stay with Cliff after - after all that." She struggled to find words to express something she'd never seen. "And he wouldn't want me to." She shook her haed again. "No. I can't. I'm sorry Doctor, I really am. But this isn't how it should be. You've got the TARDIS. You'll never have to be alone."
His voice was sticking in his throat. "I know Jo. That was selfish of me. I just - I'm sorry. I'm going to miss you."
She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "It's all right. I'm going to miss you too." She got up to leave, pausing a moment at the door. "And Doctor? Thank you for trying."
END
More of a drabble, really ....