Fiction
Title: Coda
Author:
predictivememo
Rating: General
Genre: Short Form
Characters/Pairing: Just Ten now *sigh*.
Spoilers: Up to 'Journey's End' of course, with a nod to Doctors past.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who has, and always will be, stuffed into the Blue Box of the BBC. Those of us who nick stuff are always eternally grateful.
Author's Note: I needed proper closure, so I made some. You need to have read this first for the whole thing to make any sense.
The Doctor does what he's always done when people leave. He remembers.
( The last of the Time Lords is a fool. )
Author:
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Rating: General
Genre: Short Form
Characters/Pairing: Just Ten now *sigh*.
Spoilers: Up to 'Journey's End' of course, with a nod to Doctors past.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who has, and always will be, stuffed into the Blue Box of the BBC. Those of us who nick stuff are always eternally grateful.
Author's Note: I needed proper closure, so I made some. You need to have read this first for the whole thing to make any sense.
The Doctor does what he's always done when people leave. He remembers.
( The last of the Time Lords is a fool. )
Fic
In response to a number of comments this post is being re-edited, cleaned up and take out of FL. I've also had a couple of locations suggested to me where I can post it, so let's see what the wider community thinks...
Title: Strange Days
Author: predictivememo
Rating: General (needs to revisit ratings system)
Genre: Short Form
Characters/Pairing: Ten/Donna, mentions of times past.
Spoilers: Post 'Forest of the Dead'
Disclaimer: Doctor Who has, and always will be, the Blue Box of the BBC. Those of us who nick stuff are always eternally grateful.
Author's Note: This is the first piece of fic I've written in four years. You have been warned.
( This is a genuine emergency, something is wrong on a galaxy-wide scale. )
Title: Strange Days
Author: predictivememo
Rating: General (needs to revisit ratings system)
Genre: Short Form
Characters/Pairing: Ten/Donna, mentions of times past.
Spoilers: Post 'Forest of the Dead'
Disclaimer: Doctor Who has, and always will be, the Blue Box of the BBC. Those of us who nick stuff are always eternally grateful.
Author's Note: This is the first piece of fic I've written in four years. You have been warned.
( This is a genuine emergency, something is wrong on a galaxy-wide scale. )
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