Title: Dying in your arms tonight
Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairing: Rose/Martha
Rating: PG
Word count: 208
Prompt:
DoctorSummary: Where the bloody hell was the Doctor when she needed him?
Rose falls down on her knees, closing her fists. She punches the ground, but the only thing she gets in return is a whole lot of pain in her hand and the feeling that it was a stupid thing she had done. And it didn't make her feel better.
Martha was lying face down on the ground, shot down like an animal by a Dalek beam. Tears streamed down the blonde's face like a waterfall as she takes the UNIT girl in her arms, trying to shake her awake which she knows is useless, but she can't help but do it; Rose may be a time-travelling, BFG-wielding badass chick, but she's still human.
"Open your eyes, Martha..." she whispers helplessly, but like everything else, it's no use.
She cries and screams out a name. Doctor. Where the bloody hell was the Doctor? Not on Earth. And while she was away, only they were there to defend the Earth, and Earth's greatest warrior was just lying on her arms... oh, how she wished the Doctor was there, he'd know what to do, he'd-
But he wasn't. All that was left there was Rose Tyler, and a hollow space in the place of her heart Martha Jones used to fill.