Doctor Who Fic: Silver Leaves
Jul. 22nd, 2012 02:17 pmTitle: Silver Leaves
Author:
silverlunarstar
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Rose, Jackie
Rating: G
Genre: Romance
Warnings/Spoilers: Post-The Christmas Invasion
Words: 657
Series: The Garden 'Verse
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership
Summary: One-shot. He found her underneath the candonwood, staring up.
Author's Note: Dedicated to
yumimum.Happy Birthday dear! (It's still the 22nd in Cali!)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After dinner, Rose had excused herself, sighting she was tired. Since her mum's room had been basically torn to shreds by the killer Christmas tree, she told her to take her room.
"But where are you going to sleep?" Jackie had complained.
"I have a perfectly usable room in the TARDIS," she'd said, looking at the Doctor as if in confirmation.
"I'm really sorry about your room Jackie. I'll fix it right up and it will be like new by tomorrow morning," the new, new Doctor had declared eagerly.
Jackie had looked at him, startled to say the least. He'd never offered to tidy up after the messes he always managed to leave behind. This was not an opportunity she was willing to pass up. "Go ahead then. But if anything is missing, modified, or otherwise messed with, your new face will have a reminder of my hand," she threatened.
He'd rubbed his face, wincing. "It's not something even regeneration will allow me forget," he answered dryly.
Rose was also startled by his offer. Her Doctor would never in a million, billion centuries have offered to clean up. It worried her slightly, but he was bound to be different, wasn't he? He'd more than proven, no matter how much had changed, the basic template was still there. He was still a Time Lord, he still saved the day, he still hated violence but would stand for those who couldn't protect themselves, and his hand…his hand still fit perfectly into hers, maybe even more so than before. The question was, was he still her Doctor? She sighed, ignoring his questioning glance as she said goodnight to her mum and Mickey. "See you in the morning," she told them. Without looking at him, she left.
--
The Doctor entered the TARDIS, the weak sunlight from this morning touching the inside until he closed the door. He'd expected Rose to be in the console room. Sometimes when he had to do some shopping for parts, she opted to stay in the TARDIS. More often than not, he'd find her in on the jump seat reading a book or, when she was tired, a magazine. On rare occasions he'd find her asleep and he felt guilty, but pleased. Today, there was no Rose around. Entering the corridor, he immediately saw Rose's door fully opened. 'So she's not in there.' Ever since she ‘signed up’, she'd always left the door slightly open. He went to look in the library, but didn't find her. There was only one other place to look.
Opening the rose embedded door, he started hunting her down. As he passed the rose bushes (short, but already with budding flowers), he finally spotted her underneath the candonwood. 'Of course.' He should have known. This was – is? – their spot. Any time either of them needed comfort, they'd come to the tree. It had grown quite a bit since they'd planted it. However, instead of sitting, she was standing and looking up. Directing his gaze to where hers was, his jaw dropped.
Eyes roving, he spotted five branches sprouting a silver leaf each.
Rose turned, hearing footsteps behind her. Her shy smile turned into a full-blown grin as he sent one her way. She ran the rest of the way to him and he caught her in his arms, holding her tight, before releasing her to take her hand in his. Her doubts and fears dissipated at once. "It's gorgeous."
He made a noise of agreement as they stood staring at the five leaves as they shone in the artificial sunlight, beaming like proud parents. He snuck a glance at the pink and yellow girl, his hearts beating just a little faster at the thought of her glancing at a tiny portion of his long lost home's beauty, realizing it meant nothing without her. Without her… His hand gripped hers a little tighter, in a silent promise to never let go.
no subject
Date: 2012-07-22 09:40 pm (UTC)And the ending *smiles happily*
no subject
Date: 2012-07-22 10:02 pm (UTC)Glad you enjoyed! Hopeful was exactly what I was going for!
no subject
Date: 2012-07-22 10:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-24 06:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-24 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-24 03:50 pm (UTC)Thank you sooooooo much.
no subject
Date: 2012-07-24 10:07 pm (UTC)You are very welcome! Hope you enjoyed your day!