by shadowsong [Reviews - 1]

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Author's Notes:
Set during 6x07: A Good Man Goes To War. Prompt was Mortally Wounded.

She was brave. They always were. The Doctor held her hand as her breaths came staggered in her remaining minutes. Her wounds too great and time too short. He held her hand and made her smile and remember how they used to run. So far, so fast.

He held her hand as she slipped away, a smile firm upon her lips. With the last of her failing strength, she dreamt aloud. Memories forming into words. For so long she had searched for him, never losing hope.

He held her hand, but she was gone. She was brave. They always were.