Title: Shadows
Characters/Pairing: River/Tenth Doctor
Word Count: 243
Rating: Worksafe
Summary: Sometimes, the Doctor really can't explain.
Notes: Written for
comment_fic, for the prompt "Vashta Nerada".
Disclaimer: Doctor Who and all characters belong to the BBC. I am not affiliated with the BBC, and am not making any money from this.
The Doctor gripped River's elbow and jerked her backwards abruptly, and she nearly tripped over him just trying to stay on her feet. She almost elbowed him - because honestly, he could just tell her to look out, there was no need to manhandle her - but decided to hold off until she heard the reason for it. If it sounded stupid, then she could smack him.
"What was that for?" she demanded, glancing around the snowy woods with a frown. She didn't see any traps she'd been about to step in, any lurking monsters ready to pounce at her - and after a certain amount of time with the Doctor, you did tend to develop an eye for those things.
The Doctor nodded to the ground, and it took her a moment to even see what he was indicating - just a shadow, a patch of darkness on the snow. She looked over at him, eyebrows raised. "A shadow?"
"A shadow that's not being cast," he corrected her, staring at it with a distant look she knew well. It was the look that meant memories he couldn't share with her, things she wasn't yet allowed to know. After a moment, he shook his head, and sidestepped a little, tugging her a bit further away from it. "Just... stay out of it. That's all."
She realised he still hadn't let go of her arm, and she decided to let the question pass, this once, without an explanation.