Fic: Reunion
Dec. 29th, 2012 03:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amberfocusTitle: Reunion
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Pairings/Characters: Ten2/Rose, Jackie
Genre: Angst, fluff, humor
Rating: Teen
Summary: The Doctor anxiously awaits Rose's return.
A/N: Ah, just trying to stretch my writer's brain again and wake the thing up.
They’ve only been reunited for 6 weeks and the Doctor still can’t help that little bit of panic that overtakes him whenever they are separated, which is still quite often when she is following up on something for work in another city, or worse, another country. He still can’t quite reassure himself that she is real, that she is in his life once more, and that her hand is there to be held again. When they are apart everything is darker, everything tastes bitter, and he has this fear, this ridiculous fear that he will never see her again. Maybe a fear not so ridiculous, considering it’s only been 42 days since he was living his life without her, sure that he wouldn't.
He jumps to his feet and paces the room. He knows that any second now he’ll hear the door open, that she’ll step through it and appear. He’s just so anxious. Too anxious. His left hand clenches and unclenches, already seeking to fill its emptiness. The door clicks and he has to stop himself from throwing himself bodily across the room at the tiny sound. Rose appears at last and he decides he doesn’t care about Time Lord dignity or half Time Lord dignity. He hurls himself at her anyway and pulls her into his arms.
He buries his face in her shoulder as he hugs her, one hand tangling in her hair, the other drifting down her back to reassure himself that she is there, that she is solid, real. He feels her gentle laughter rumbling against his chest. She pushes back just a little and gives him a cat-like grin. “Miss me?” she asks impishly.
“You’ve no idea.” His mouth descends on hers, his hunger for her winning against anything else. He devours her, his lips making short work of any protest, his tongue staking claim to what she has so freely offered. He loses himself in her warmth and her taste, his hands roaming without constraint.
“Ahem.” The cough reminds him suddenly that he hadn’t been in the room alone. They break their clinch and turn towards the sofa.
“Two minutes,” says Jackie, her arms crossed and her glare directed firmly at both her daughter and at him. “She was in the loo for all of two minutes.”
Author:
amberfocusPairings/Characters: Ten2/Rose, Jackie
Genre: Angst, fluff, humor
Rating: Teen
Summary: The Doctor anxiously awaits Rose's return.
A/N: Ah, just trying to stretch my writer's brain again and wake the thing up.
They’ve only been reunited for 6 weeks and the Doctor still can’t help that little bit of panic that overtakes him whenever they are separated, which is still quite often when she is following up on something for work in another city, or worse, another country. He still can’t quite reassure himself that she is real, that she is in his life once more, and that her hand is there to be held again. When they are apart everything is darker, everything tastes bitter, and he has this fear, this ridiculous fear that he will never see her again. Maybe a fear not so ridiculous, considering it’s only been 42 days since he was living his life without her, sure that he wouldn't.
He jumps to his feet and paces the room. He knows that any second now he’ll hear the door open, that she’ll step through it and appear. He’s just so anxious. Too anxious. His left hand clenches and unclenches, already seeking to fill its emptiness. The door clicks and he has to stop himself from throwing himself bodily across the room at the tiny sound. Rose appears at last and he decides he doesn’t care about Time Lord dignity or half Time Lord dignity. He hurls himself at her anyway and pulls her into his arms.
He buries his face in her shoulder as he hugs her, one hand tangling in her hair, the other drifting down her back to reassure himself that she is there, that she is solid, real. He feels her gentle laughter rumbling against his chest. She pushes back just a little and gives him a cat-like grin. “Miss me?” she asks impishly.
“You’ve no idea.” His mouth descends on hers, his hunger for her winning against anything else. He devours her, his lips making short work of any protest, his tongue staking claim to what she has so freely offered. He loses himself in her warmth and her taste, his hands roaming without constraint.
“Ahem.” The cough reminds him suddenly that he hadn’t been in the room alone. They break their clinch and turn towards the sofa.
“Two minutes,” says Jackie, her arms crossed and her glare directed firmly at both her daughter and at him. “She was in the loo for all of two minutes.”
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Date: 2013-01-03 05:00 am (UTC)Oh, hey, we are going to be at Disneyland the 16th through the 22nd of March. Any chance of meeting up on the 19th, 20th, or 21st? I don't want to abandon my family the first couple of days and the 18th is Chris' and my 18th wedding anniversary, but if one of those other days works for you I'd love to see you.
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Date: 2013-01-03 07:37 am (UTC)((((HUGS))))
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