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Hi guys! This is just me... attempting fluff. I don't think I realized how angsty my writing has become until this challenge. Pretty short but hopefully I can try this one again.
The Immortals, Ten/Rose, Ten2/Rose, g, 536 words
In Paris they are lovers (well, in a sense, only well, not yet) and they rent a little flat because the doctor is convinced there's an alien weapon inside of the Eiffel Tower (the fact that he's right doesn't make it any less odd). It's raining the day they move in, but this isn't rain as she knows it, all heavy and dark. No, the fine mist seems to settle over everything like a fog, the bright lights shining through in a halo of light. It’s like seeing the world after a glass of champagne.
The flat's pretty small but she has a garden and he has a library and for two not-nearly-as-awkward-as-she-thought-they'd-be months, they are normal. Then the aliens decide to detonate the Eiffel Tower.
They win of course, they usually do. Treaties are made, peace restored. Only, it's not always like that which only makes him appreciate this more, the winning, the no one dying bit (that's his favorite). So right there under the newly restored Eiffel Tower he plants a kiss on Rose Tyler that makes the tips of her hair curl up and puts stars in her eyes. Several people see them; one of them (a young girl) always remembers it.
They leave Paris as lovers (the real kind, this time).
On Earth he is human. He can close his eyes and for the first time feel complete silence all around him. No ticking of time, no planets whirling around inside his head. The Earth to him is silent and still. He doesn't always understand Rose now, there's something a bit lost in translation in this human form. Gently though, with two hands and one heart, he bridges the gap between Doctor and Doctor.
They get a flat together and it's terrible, the tiniest little thing, but it has a garden and an extra room to make a library and well, that's quite all right. They joke for a while about pretending it's Paris, neither saying the other one's fear: that without a TARDIS to escape to in two months that they might not make it. But the two months turn into years and well, that's all right too.
He’s nice to her mum, even when she doesn’t deserve it, and she makes him dinner (which is really quite odd at first) and they go about the job of building their lives around each other. They work at Torchwood and he walks around like he owns the place, though on more than one occasion he’s had to pick the lock. Everyone seems to know them or know about them, Pete’s fantastically rich after all, and for the week after the TARDIS is finally finished growing and they take off into the sky, they are all anyone can talk about.
They visit Greece, they visit Paris, they visit Planet Zumega in the Apple galaxy (twice). Everywhere they go, they run, hands clutching hands and laughing as they pass. Sometimes they’re being chased but not always. Sometimes it’s nice to just run, to just go, to not know where you’re going to end up or when you’ll get there.
In this new TARDIS there is a garden, and the biggest library she’s ever seen.
