Drabble: Make Me Laugh

Jan 07, 2010 00:34


Title:  Make Me Laugh
Rating: G

Characters: Donna Noble, Ten, Wilf Mott

Summary: The Doctor needs Donna, plain and simple.

Word Count: 342

Disclaimer: I own an iPod Touch I call Donna. That is all.

A/N: This just came to me out of the blue in the midst of a massive metacrisis headache! Needless to say, the mind actually works when it’s in a lot of pain :P Spoilers from EoT Part 1! I hated it so I’m fixing this crap. Stole some dialogue, one line I swear…ok two or three (katherine_b your transcript came in handy!) but the rest is from my aching head. Just nonsense I felt the need to write down.


“Don’t you see?” Wilf said, pointing to his granddaughter across the street from the café in which he and the Doctor sat. “You need her, Doctor. I mean, look, wouldn’t she make you laugh again? Good old Donna.”

The Doctor nodded at the old man. Yes, good old Donna. She was just what he needed, what he always needed. She would make him laugh, make him smile, make his hearts beat twice as fast any time she entered the room. Make him do all that and so much more. She was capable of anything, Donna Noble, anything and everything. He couldn’t leave her, not like this, without any memory of everything brilliant she had done. Not when the universe was just waiting for her.

Can’t you make her better? Wilf had asked.

He wasn’t sure. Could he really help Donna and return her memories? Whatever the answer was, he was going to find out. Over nine hundred years of time and space he had experienced and he’d be damned if he didn’t try to find a way to save her.

He abruptly stood up, nearly knocking over his chair in his haste, and quickly left the café as Wilf stared after him.

“Donna!” he called out. She paused from getting into her car and turned to look at him. It was a brief moment before recognition dawned on her face.

“John Smith, right?” she asked.

He smiled and nodded. “Could I buy you a cup of coffee?” he asked hesitantly.

She looked at him thoughtfully. The Doctor didn’t know what was going through her mind. He just wanted her to trust him. As far as she knew, they had only met once in her living room. He watched her intently, waiting for an answer and saw her lean her head into the car and say something he didn’t quite catch to her fiancé.

And then she closed the car door and watched as it drove away before walking over to the Doctor and let him lead her back into the coffee shop.

donna noble, doctor who, drabble, wilf mott, tenth doctor

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