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Jack didn't find her.
Neither did the Doctor.
If they had, she'd probably have recovered faster, but it was for the best that they didn't. Sometimes, she needed to scold herself and pull her own self together, without the benefit of someone offering her comfort. She'd botched the one chance she'd have to see her family again, and it was entirely her fault.
Now she had to make sure she hadn't lost her Doctor, too, when she'd finally found him again.
It was a few hours, perhaps, by the time she found herself standing in the doorway of the Doctor's bedroom. Of what was her bedroom longer than her other's had been. She didn't step inside, but she did speak. "I'm so sorry."
She'd taken to saying that so often now, she almost couldn't remember the days he had.
Neither did the Doctor.
If they had, she'd probably have recovered faster, but it was for the best that they didn't. Sometimes, she needed to scold herself and pull her own self together, without the benefit of someone offering her comfort. She'd botched the one chance she'd have to see her family again, and it was entirely her fault.
Now she had to make sure she hadn't lost her Doctor, too, when she'd finally found him again.
It was a few hours, perhaps, by the time she found herself standing in the doorway of the Doctor's bedroom. Of what was her bedroom longer than her other's had been. She didn't step inside, but she did speak. "I'm so sorry."
She'd taken to saying that so often now, she almost couldn't remember the days he had.
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Date: 2010-04-12 09:13 am (UTC)She took the brief opportunity she was given to snatch his wrist in a hand, hopefully slowing it a moment. "Doctor..." She resisted the fleeting urge to use their proximity to snog him (or really more likely herself) senseless. For now. "You're...makin' it very hard to think."
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Date: 2010-04-12 10:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-04-13 11:19 pm (UTC)"Yeah, but, Doctor..." She bit her lip. It was a bit of a silly question, but Jack had made a good point years back, and it was a question Torchwood and UNIT's files didn't have an answer to. "Are you-are we..."
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Date: 2010-04-13 11:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-13 11:33 pm (UTC)"Compatible?" In fact, it'd been quite some times since she'd felt nearly so awkward. "I mean...vastly different species, yeah?"
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Date: 2010-04-13 11:43 pm (UTC)"Does that answer the question?"
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Date: 2010-04-14 12:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-14 07:52 am (UTC)As she attempted to undo his trousers, the Doctor's fingers started to move against Roses already slick wetness, moaning
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Date: 2010-04-14 08:47 am (UTC)It worked well enough, anyway, and he had plenty of spares in the wardrobe room. There were more important things to worry about, like being rid of the vexing article.
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Date: 2010-04-16 12:03 am (UTC)"Oh Rose," he muttered against her lips, naked body against naked body.
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Date: 2010-04-16 01:26 am (UTC)She slid nails--not manicured any longer, no, now she kept them efficient, nearly non-existent--along his shoulders, and pushed herself up enough to rest her palms against his chest. Two heartbeats, and it's an odd thing to fixate on, but she never realized how much she loved them until they were gone, and never accepted how much she missed them until she'd found him again.
She bit her lip, turning her gaze from her hands up to brown eyes a part of her believed she'd never see again. Even now, she couldn't quite accept that she wouldn't find this another dream. "I missed you."