All That Matters
Title: All that Matters
Characters: Wilf, Rose, Donna
Summary: For just a moment, Wilf sees an old friend.
Rating/Warnings: Safe for all, but spoilers for the end of season four (just in case).
Word Count: 300
Prompt: “Wilf runs into Rose.”
Notes: It’s very short (as you can see from the word count) but as way of explanation, I keep thinking that Rose wouldn’t just misfire the cannon (a la Partners in Crime) once. I think she would bounce around all sorts of times and places. What if she ran into Wilf in the future? (This is also mostly short because I couldn’t seem to write Rose, so I cut out what little dialogue I had between her and Wilf because it all seemed very stilted and unnatural. In the end, I actually like it better without her saying anything.)
He’s wandering the neighborhood one night when he sees her. She’s just as he remembers her, her blonde hair blowing in the breeze and that jacket which would, if he were a much, much younger man, make him realize exactly how beautiful this young lady is.
The Doctor’s Rose. Well, strictly speaking, Rose Tyler, but her last name doesn’t matter, just that she’s important to the Doctor. That’s all that matters, really, the Doctor.
She whirls around in the street and stares at him, her eyes wide. She glances down at the object in her arms, and he thinks she’s about to say something, maybe relay a message from the Doctor, but instead she presses a button on the side of the dimension cannon and vanishes without a word.
Wilf blinks, thinking perhaps he imagined her, but even more so hoping that he imagined her disappearing. If Rose was back, the Doctor might be too, maybe with a way to change things for his little girl, make her better, make her whole again. That’s all that matters, really, is her.
“There you are!”
The voice behind him makes him jump and he turns to see Donna rounding the corner, glaring impatiently in his direction. “You scared Mum and I half to death. Where have you been?”
Wilf looks back at where Rose was just standing, but there’s nothing there but a few leaves blowing through the street.
“Granddad, are you even listening to me?”
She’s still gone. Nothing’s changed.
“Just saw an old friend,” he says softly, and takes her hand. “Let’s go home, yeah?”
She finally smiles, and he tries to imagine that she’s really happy, not just playing along to keep him from worrying. They’ll do all right though, the two of them, and that’s all that matters.
Characters: Wilf, Rose, Donna
Summary: For just a moment, Wilf sees an old friend.
Rating/Warnings: Safe for all, but spoilers for the end of season four (just in case).
Word Count: 300
Prompt: “Wilf runs into Rose.”
Notes: It’s very short (as you can see from the word count) but as way of explanation, I keep thinking that Rose wouldn’t just misfire the cannon (a la Partners in Crime) once. I think she would bounce around all sorts of times and places. What if she ran into Wilf in the future? (This is also mostly short because I couldn’t seem to write Rose, so I cut out what little dialogue I had between her and Wilf because it all seemed very stilted and unnatural. In the end, I actually like it better without her saying anything.)
He’s wandering the neighborhood one night when he sees her. She’s just as he remembers her, her blonde hair blowing in the breeze and that jacket which would, if he were a much, much younger man, make him realize exactly how beautiful this young lady is.
The Doctor’s Rose. Well, strictly speaking, Rose Tyler, but her last name doesn’t matter, just that she’s important to the Doctor. That’s all that matters, really, the Doctor.
She whirls around in the street and stares at him, her eyes wide. She glances down at the object in her arms, and he thinks she’s about to say something, maybe relay a message from the Doctor, but instead she presses a button on the side of the dimension cannon and vanishes without a word.
Wilf blinks, thinking perhaps he imagined her, but even more so hoping that he imagined her disappearing. If Rose was back, the Doctor might be too, maybe with a way to change things for his little girl, make her better, make her whole again. That’s all that matters, really, is her.
“There you are!”
The voice behind him makes him jump and he turns to see Donna rounding the corner, glaring impatiently in his direction. “You scared Mum and I half to death. Where have you been?”
Wilf looks back at where Rose was just standing, but there’s nothing there but a few leaves blowing through the street.
“Granddad, are you even listening to me?”
She’s still gone. Nothing’s changed.
“Just saw an old friend,” he says softly, and takes her hand. “Let’s go home, yeah?”
She finally smiles, and he tries to imagine that she’s really happy, not just playing along to keep him from worrying. They’ll do all right though, the two of them, and that’s all that matters.