Two Doomsday + PoTW drabbles
As promised to
wendymr, here are the two drabbles that I originally wrote in French over the past couple of days.
Title: Lost Illusions
Author: Kaethel (
kae_nine)
Characters/Pairing: Rose Tyler
Rating: G
Published: April 2008
Spoilers: Doomsday
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters!
Summary: Only the furious beating of her heart answers her.
Original version
A/N: This was written for the drabble challenge over on the Palmolive Girls forum. This hasn't been beta'd, so any mistake left is entirely mine!
She leans against the cold, white wall that keeps both universes apart, listening for a sign from her own reality, the TARDIS materialising, the Doctor coming to get her.
Only the furious beating of her heart answers her.
Stranded in an unknown world, with a parallel version of the father she lost, it takes her a few seconds to realise that the breach has closed for ever.
Saved from the void by the hand of a man she barely knows, she feels herself dying inside as it dawns on her that never again will she see the man she loves.
Title: Masks
Author: Kaethel (
kae_nine)
Characters/pairing: Rose/Ten
Rating: G
Published: April 2008
Spoilers: Parting of the Ways / Children in Need Special 2005
Disclaimer: Still don't own any of them!
Summary: He swears he’s still the same. Still the Doctor. My Doctor.
Original version
A/N: Originally written for the drabble challenge on the Palmolive Girls forum. The prompt I was given was 'masks'. Not beta'd so any mistake left is copyrighted Kaethel 2008. *grins*
Who’s the stranger standing right in front of me, pushing buttons on the TARDIS console as if he’s done that all his life? Who’s hiding behind that bony face, that body, thin as an insect’s, that flood of words?
He’s stepping closer. I’m standing still, too terrified to lower my eyes, too mesmerised to run away. He swears he’s still the same. Still the Doctor. My Doctor.
His fingers squeeze mine tightly. The heat of his hand spreads through me. His face is so close.
“One word,” he breathes, repeating the very first thing he ever said to me. “Run.”
wendymr, here are the two drabbles that I originally wrote in French over the past couple of days.
Title: Lost Illusions
Author: Kaethel (
kae_nine)
Characters/Pairing: Rose Tyler
Rating: G
Published: April 2008
Spoilers: Doomsday
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters!
Summary: Only the furious beating of her heart answers her.
Original version
A/N: This was written for the drabble challenge over on the Palmolive Girls forum. This hasn't been beta'd, so any mistake left is entirely mine!
She leans against the cold, white wall that keeps both universes apart, listening for a sign from her own reality, the TARDIS materialising, the Doctor coming to get her.
Only the furious beating of her heart answers her.
Stranded in an unknown world, with a parallel version of the father she lost, it takes her a few seconds to realise that the breach has closed for ever.
Saved from the void by the hand of a man she barely knows, she feels herself dying inside as it dawns on her that never again will she see the man she loves.
Title: Masks
Author: Kaethel (
kae_nine)
Characters/pairing: Rose/Ten
Rating: G
Published: April 2008
Spoilers: Parting of the Ways / Children in Need Special 2005
Disclaimer: Still don't own any of them!
Summary: He swears he’s still the same. Still the Doctor. My Doctor.
Original version
A/N: Originally written for the drabble challenge on the Palmolive Girls forum. The prompt I was given was 'masks'. Not beta'd so any mistake left is copyrighted Kaethel 2008. *grins*
Who’s the stranger standing right in front of me, pushing buttons on the TARDIS console as if he’s done that all his life? Who’s hiding behind that bony face, that body, thin as an insect’s, that flood of words?
He’s stepping closer. I’m standing still, too terrified to lower my eyes, too mesmerised to run away. He swears he’s still the same. Still the Doctor. My Doctor.
His fingers squeeze mine tightly. The heat of his hand spreads through me. His face is so close.
“One word,” he breathes, repeating the very first thing he ever said to me. “Run.”