Pete's WorldRose Tyler stared out the window of her room numbly. She felt like crying, but she felt that her tears had run dry hours earlier. So now she would just sit, and she didn't know what next.The Doctor, the human Doctor, sat quietly on one side of her bed, trying to focus on some imaginary thing on the carpet. He concentrated his stare into a small corner, and pressed his lips together in worry.Rose hadn't moved; she just stared at the horizon, which was slowly acquiring a warm yellow glow as the sun continued around the parallel Earth.The Doctor cleared his throat. "Rose?" he managed, his voice cracking.She sat unmoved, her lips closing at last. The bed groaned as the Doctor stood carefully, and he cautiously approached her. Still bundled into a self-wallowing fetal position on the window sill, Rose sniffed and kept her gaze steady on the sunset.The Doctor sighed. He understood how hard this would be on her, how much she loved him, and how she may very likely hate him for replacing h
A Short Destiel PoemAn angel once fell from the heavens,And broke his will to them.Doctor Dean then fixed him up,To gay love they were condemned.Dean at first denied their bondBut it was hard to missThat Dean really wanted his ‘d’And Cas wanted a kiss.Throughout the seasons we all noticedCas’s feelings for DeanAnd when Dean returned the gestureWe figured what it’d mean.Our two lovers were sent awayStraight to purgatory.Perhaps, some argue, for the best,As they could do some… inventory.At last we claimed to find truthIn places where it wasn’tBut we all still ship Cas+DeanEven if Kripke says Dean.. doesn’t.
Doctor and RoseThe door flew open as they clambered in through the double doors of the police call box and slammed them shut by leaning their backs against them. Panting, the Doctor and Rose slunk down the door and collapsed on to the floor of the TARDIS, exhausted. After a moment of intense breath-catching, they caught each other's eye and burst into a fit of grins and giggles."Oh, the look on the Emperor's face!" gasped Rose, giggling with delight in memoir. This sent the Doctor into another fit of laughter, and he finally managed, "Oh Rassilon I don't think he's ever going to touch another frazzle fruit again!"They laughed and laughed till tears wrung out their eyes, and when the laughter died out, they sat and grinned at each other.Rose sighed contently. Peering at the Doctor, he returned her gaze after wiping his eyes gingerly on his tattered sleeve."Can I just say, I love it? Traveling wiff you, I jus' love it.." She finished with an infamous cheeky grin, her tongue teasing between the rows
Doctor/ RoryAmy strode around the consol for the fourth time, hoping she might catch something she hadn't before. She paused in front of the weebly lever, and, looking cautiously from side to side, allowed her hand to linger over it.Bored, bored, bored, bored, she thought impatiently. Might as well make it a bit exciting' yeh? Nothing the Doctor can't fix.She shot a sideways glance in either direction again before slowly wrapping her delicate fingers around its cushioned handle, threatening to pull."Amy! There you are!" an eccentric voice came bellowing from the entryway.Amy snapped her hand back where it shot straight at her side. Looking up, she caught glance of the Doctor strutting towards her."Hello, Amy, you know what I was just thinking? Oh, don't answer that, of course you don't, let me just tell you. I was thinking," he grinned childishly, his eyes twinkling with delight. "I was thinking we should go out and do something normal."Amy raised an eyebrow. "Right, like you could pull that