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Title:Two Blue Doors
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Rating: G
Genre: Character Study
Word Count: 356
Characters/Pairings: Doctor (9&10)/Rose
Summary: There are two things you never give keys too...
Author's Note: Made for who_contest prompt "exits and entrances."
Doors are funny things, two sided and always concealing what lies beneath and yet so easily they can be opened. Too easily, if you ask me. Who’s to say that the person you loaned your keys to is responsible with them? What if they came inside and all too soon left, leaving your home empty and robbed?
I once heard someone tell me, that every exit is an entrance somewhere. He was right—to a point— but he never thought it all the way through. What he should have added was every entrance is an exit somewhere.
~//~
Did I mention it also travels in time?
With those words I whisked her away.
She ran into my blue box ready to see the whole universe turning below her feet. She ran with me as far as we could imagine her hand in mine when we leaped out of those doors. She steered me back through the doors when something went wrong, and I bounded out every time we landed, guiding her footsteps with my own.
~//~
One word, just one word, I said ‘Run.’
When I regenerated, I was afraid—no—terrified that Rose was going to leave me for good. Run, through the blue doors, but this time without my hand in hers. The thought terrified me, shook me, and most of all broke my hearts that much more to even think it.
But did she? No, she let my hand grip hers again, let me barrel through the TARDIS doors again, and collapse on the ground, but still we entered again.
~//~
Rose Tyler…
Her image faded from my console room, like mine did in that beach.
I never took into account how much Rose had left behind for me when she entered those blue doors of mine. And now, standing inside them once again without her, I feel the emptiness that I had for too long evaded creeping up on me.
The ancient groans of the ship and the pained groans of my hearts tell me the same message.
There are two doors that you never give keys too, your ship…and your heart.
Author:
country_whoRating: G
Genre: Character Study
Word Count: 356
Characters/Pairings: Doctor (9&10)/Rose
Summary: There are two things you never give keys too...
Author's Note: Made for who_contest prompt "exits and entrances."
Doors are funny things, two sided and always concealing what lies beneath and yet so easily they can be opened. Too easily, if you ask me. Who’s to say that the person you loaned your keys to is responsible with them? What if they came inside and all too soon left, leaving your home empty and robbed?
I once heard someone tell me, that every exit is an entrance somewhere. He was right—to a point— but he never thought it all the way through. What he should have added was every entrance is an exit somewhere.
~//~
Did I mention it also travels in time?
With those words I whisked her away.
She ran into my blue box ready to see the whole universe turning below her feet. She ran with me as far as we could imagine her hand in mine when we leaped out of those doors. She steered me back through the doors when something went wrong, and I bounded out every time we landed, guiding her footsteps with my own.
~//~
One word, just one word, I said ‘Run.’
When I regenerated, I was afraid—no—terrified that Rose was going to leave me for good. Run, through the blue doors, but this time without my hand in hers. The thought terrified me, shook me, and most of all broke my hearts that much more to even think it.
But did she? No, she let my hand grip hers again, let me barrel through the TARDIS doors again, and collapse on the ground, but still we entered again.
~//~
Rose Tyler…
Her image faded from my console room, like mine did in that beach.
I never took into account how much Rose had left behind for me when she entered those blue doors of mine. And now, standing inside them once again without her, I feel the emptiness that I had for too long evaded creeping up on me.
The ancient groans of the ship and the pained groans of my hearts tell me the same message.
There are two doors that you never give keys too, your ship…and your heart.
