I wish that I could see you again, I know that I can't

[fallen_april]

Ben's dead.

That's all in April's mind. She wants to drink. She wants, for the first time in ages, to be high, high as a paper kite, so she doesn't have to think. But she can't. And she can't bring herself to be broken on JD right now, because he's broken, and she feels so amazingly guilty that she can't be there for him, but it hurts too much

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[timelord_lastof]

The Doctor's just kind of wandering around. After seeing Rose and the TARDIS with the Vortex, he's not sure he wants to leave again until he sees her and makes sure she's alright. Though with the timelines the way they are here... Hmm. That could be a problem.

However, he stops worrying about that momentarily when he sees April. He's been hoping to see here since he got here.

"April!" he says, walking over with a bright smile, all oblivious cheerfulness. "The last time I saw you I was a different man."

He hasn't noticed the tears yet for he is the lonely dumbass. Give him a minute.

[fallen_april]

She looks up, blinking a bit, her expression pained. She frowns a little.

And then she gets it. Because that grin... it changes with the face, but it's always the same grin, always the same twinkle in his eye.

She forces a weak smile. "Doctor."

The one person who could make her feel better right now, short of Ben coming back. This is good.

[timelord_lastof]

The smile brightens even more. He always knew April was sharp. "You recognize me!" Yes, he's very pleased by that.

He takes a seat near her - and then he realizes there's something wrong. The Doctor is very perceptive. Or something.

"Did something happen?"

[fallen_april]

"Your smile's very distinctive," she says softly.

Sighs, and curls in on herself tighter. "A... a friend of mine died this morning." A very close friend. That should be obvious even to the lonely dumbass.

[deepinthegray]

Allen looks around nervously before approaching very slowly. He never really knows what to do around people when they're crying, especially not girls. But it's worth a try, as he hates seeing people sad.

"Um. Hello, miss. I noticed you were crying, a...and I wondered if there's anything I could do to help?"

[fallen_april]

April looks away from the fire, scrubbing at her face a bit to get the worst of the tears off, and tries a smile. It fails rather miserably.

"Hey. It's..." well, it's not fine, and she's not going to lie and say she is, "It's not really something you can make better, sweetie. But thanks."

[deepinthegray]

He's seen this sort of thing before. Lived it, actually, in a similar way. He's not much of an empath, but he can tell when someone's missing another person.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I don't suppose there's anything I can do, but... I know how it feels. Well, you know. To, um, miss somebody like that. If you'd ever like to talk, I'll be around." He smiles sadly, hoping for the best.

[fallen_april]

April's a little surprised by that, and it shows. She's very easy to read, most of the time.

"How... how did you..." she shakes her head. "I'm April."

Distraction. It's good.

[so_dominican]

Here, April, someone who will completely understand.

She's actually just come from the event herself, having meant to go into the oncall room, but found herself here of all places.

Seeing her friend (and sucking up her own sorrow because she knows April is hurting more) she moves to stand beside the chair and place a hand against her blanketed shoulder.

"Hey, chica..." A small, sad smile is given and there will be hugging, if at all possible.

[fallen_april]

April untangles herself from the blanket enough to wrap her arms around Carla.

Clinging is all that's necessary for a moment.

"How's Dr. Cox? How's Jordan, does Jordan know?"

Oh, April.

[so_dominican]

Oh, clinging is welcome. It's almost necessary for her, too.

"Dr. Cox... he's..." He's reacted just as he should, if not worse. And Jordan, goodness, she doesn't even know. Even her whole mind is a blur. "He's taking it pretty hard..."

She won't lie, even if it's what her friend needs to hear.

She pets her friend's hair comfortingly.

[fallen_april]

She sighs a little. "Yeah. God, I can't... I can't imagine how hard it is for them."

Even though she's hurting a lot. Probably close to as much as they are. Not exactly as much, of course, but... she attaches to certain people quickly. And deeply. She tends to give her whole heart to people she really cares about. And so it hurts when she loses them.

[allthroughtime]

Eight has been fluttering between the Inn and his own TARDIS for a while now, so he hasn't had the ability to catch himself up on current events. This is why you'll have to pardon him, April, if he seems a little out of the loop.

He doesn't notice her at first, his mind drifting from subject to subject before something clocks and he takes a few steps back, studying the lump of blanket before taking a closer look.

"April," he questions, coming around to the front of her chair.

When he notices the tears, he'll drop to his knees, one hand moving to brush tears away. "April, what's happened? What's going on?"

[fallen_april]

April looks away from the fire only long enough to screw her face up against the tears, then just sort of... tips forward a bit to bury her face in the Doctor's neck, not even bothering to untangle her arms from the blanket, and starts sobbing.

She hasn't really let herself cry like this yet. This is what she needed.

[allthroughtime]

"Shhh," he tells her, arms moving to wrap around the girl and hug her tightly.

Shifting slightly so that he might move a bit closer, fingers start to rub light circles against her back as he mutters soft comforting words into her hair, all in attempts to perhaps calm the girl down a bit.

He wants to know what's happened to make her so distraught but he can wai.

[fallen_april]

It takes a few minutes for her to calm down. It just hurts, y'know?

Eventually, though, she's not crying as hard, just... sniffles and trickles.

"Thank you," she mumbles. "Sorry."