Drabble (17/22): Peace
Despite all Rose's pleadings, the Doctor still insisted on spending the night alone. There were some parts of his subconscious nobody deserved to share.
This time, she was frowning at him out of a mirror. "I should never have let you run around on your own."
Of course, something at the back of his mind mused, She'd have to be wearing that face. How she was before I screwed everything up for her.
"Romana." He reached out to her, but she receded. "Forgive me."
He woke alone, in the darkness of the TARDIS. There was no answer. There never was.
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