Drabbles of Fic Part 2
Title: Drabbles of Fic Part 2
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Martha
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Season 3
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and all that jazz…
Author Notes: Today I had to wait most of the day for Ten!Bunny to wake up and start biting, but he did eventually - and these drabbles of fic are the result. Once again they're written for the lifeonmartha 1000 Drabbles of Awesome Tag game (we're up to 137 Drabbles now !) that are celebrating the Community reaching 1000 members.
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Martha. The Doctor. A snowfall. (For jademacgrath)
Martha was busy finishing binding up the Doctor's wounds as they sheltered beneath a tree from the pterodactyl-like creatures that were screeching overhead when something wet landed on her neck as she bent over the Doctor's leg.
"Martha," whispered the Doctor hoarsely. She looked up at him in concern. "It's snowing," he said.
She looked over her shoulder and saw that he was right. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" she asked.
"It's a beautiful thing," he answered and pulled himself to his feet.
"Careful," she chided softly.
He smiled at her and wrapped an arm around her waist, then kissed the top of her head. "I'm OK, Doctor Jones." He lead her to the edge of the clearing and they watched the snow fall.
* * * * * *
"Coral roses mean desire. Did you know that?" (For jademacgrath - I slightly changed the question though!)
The Doctor stood outside Martha's front door. He ran a hand through his hair, fiddled with his bow tie, then shrugged his shoulders inside his jacket. He felt more nervous than he ever had in his life. Finally he swallowed hard, then knocked.
Martha opened her door and gaped at the sight of the Doctor, in his tux, standing on her doorstep. "Doctor!"
"Hello Martha."
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to say sorry."
"For what?"
"Just about everything, but mostly for being an ass," he said. He pulled his left arm from behind his back and held out a huge bouquet.
Tish had come up behind her sister, unnoticed by either of them.
"You brought me roses," Martha said flatly.
"They're coral roses," Tish interjected.
"So?" asked Martha
"Coral roses mean desire. Didn't you know that?" asked Tish.
Martha looked up to see the Doctor blushing furiously. "You'd better come in," she said.
* * * * * *
Someone has a nightmare (For erisinia)
There was a muffled yell, followed by the sound of someone sobbing in the darkness, then a soft voice spoke soothingly. "Shh, shh. It's OK, I'm here. I've got you."
The sobbing quieted, then stilled into the silence of someone sleeping, and Martha lay back down beside the Doctor, one of his hands clutching one of hers. They'd been back on the TARDIS for four days now, and she wondered how many more nightmares the Doctor would have about being turned into John Smith.
* * * * * *
A historical Christmas - with a twist (For doyle_sb4)
The Doctor and Martha walked down the street arm in arm, taking in the snow, the holly wreaths on the doors, and the carol singers grouped in the town square.
"It reminds me of that film," Martha said.
"Which one?" asked the Doctor.
"A Christmas Carol," He nodded. "Never thought to see a Dickensian Christmas scene recreated on an alien planet, five thousands years in the future though," Martha mused.
"That's intergalactic tourism for you," answered the Doctor. "Shall we go and get some mulled wine?" He nodded at the nearby inn.
"Why not. It is Christmas after all."
He grinned. "So it is Miss Jones, so it is."
* * * * * *
Martha by candlelight (For spiralsheep)
The Doctor's elbows rested on the table and his face was in his hands as he watched Martha from the corner of the room as she sat talking with Shakespeare. Her eyes and skin gleamed in the candlelight, reminding him of the moon on Gallifrey, and he was completely mesmerised by her beauty. The moment she started to turn towards him to ask him a question, he dropped his gaze to the page in front of him. It would never do for her to catch him staring at her, even if she was so eye-catching.
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Martha
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Season 3
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and all that jazz…
Author Notes: Today I had to wait most of the day for Ten!Bunny to wake up and start biting, but he did eventually - and these drabbles of fic are the result. Once again they're written for the lifeonmartha 1000 Drabbles of Awesome Tag game (we're up to 137 Drabbles now !) that are celebrating the Community reaching 1000 members.
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Martha. The Doctor. A snowfall. (For jademacgrath)
Martha was busy finishing binding up the Doctor's wounds as they sheltered beneath a tree from the pterodactyl-like creatures that were screeching overhead when something wet landed on her neck as she bent over the Doctor's leg.
"Martha," whispered the Doctor hoarsely. She looked up at him in concern. "It's snowing," he said.
She looked over her shoulder and saw that he was right. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" she asked.
"It's a beautiful thing," he answered and pulled himself to his feet.
"Careful," she chided softly.
He smiled at her and wrapped an arm around her waist, then kissed the top of her head. "I'm OK, Doctor Jones." He lead her to the edge of the clearing and they watched the snow fall.
* * * * * *
"Coral roses mean desire. Did you know that?" (For jademacgrath - I slightly changed the question though!)
The Doctor stood outside Martha's front door. He ran a hand through his hair, fiddled with his bow tie, then shrugged his shoulders inside his jacket. He felt more nervous than he ever had in his life. Finally he swallowed hard, then knocked.
Martha opened her door and gaped at the sight of the Doctor, in his tux, standing on her doorstep. "Doctor!"
"Hello Martha."
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to say sorry."
"For what?"
"Just about everything, but mostly for being an ass," he said. He pulled his left arm from behind his back and held out a huge bouquet.
Tish had come up behind her sister, unnoticed by either of them.
"You brought me roses," Martha said flatly.
"They're coral roses," Tish interjected.
"So?" asked Martha
"Coral roses mean desire. Didn't you know that?" asked Tish.
Martha looked up to see the Doctor blushing furiously. "You'd better come in," she said.
* * * * * *
Someone has a nightmare (For erisinia)
There was a muffled yell, followed by the sound of someone sobbing in the darkness, then a soft voice spoke soothingly. "Shh, shh. It's OK, I'm here. I've got you."
The sobbing quieted, then stilled into the silence of someone sleeping, and Martha lay back down beside the Doctor, one of his hands clutching one of hers. They'd been back on the TARDIS for four days now, and she wondered how many more nightmares the Doctor would have about being turned into John Smith.
* * * * * *
A historical Christmas - with a twist (For doyle_sb4)
The Doctor and Martha walked down the street arm in arm, taking in the snow, the holly wreaths on the doors, and the carol singers grouped in the town square.
"It reminds me of that film," Martha said.
"Which one?" asked the Doctor.
"A Christmas Carol," He nodded. "Never thought to see a Dickensian Christmas scene recreated on an alien planet, five thousands years in the future though," Martha mused.
"That's intergalactic tourism for you," answered the Doctor. "Shall we go and get some mulled wine?" He nodded at the nearby inn.
"Why not. It is Christmas after all."
He grinned. "So it is Miss Jones, so it is."
* * * * * *
Martha by candlelight (For spiralsheep)
The Doctor's elbows rested on the table and his face was in his hands as he watched Martha from the corner of the room as she sat talking with Shakespeare. Her eyes and skin gleamed in the candlelight, reminding him of the moon on Gallifrey, and he was completely mesmerised by her beauty. The moment she started to turn towards him to ask him a question, he dropped his gaze to the page in front of him. It would never do for her to catch him staring at her, even if she was so eye-catching.