Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 599: Kitchen at dw100.

Summary: The Doctor is brooding over a rescue that wasn't completely successful.

Donna tracked the Doctor down to a small kitchen tucked away near the TARDIS’s library. He was sitting at the table, nursing a cup of tea.

“Is there enough for two? I could murder a cuppa.”

There was no response.

“Oi, spaceman!”

Finally, he lifted his head, blinking sadly at Donna through the steam rising from his cup.

Pulling up a chair, Donna sat down. “There’s no use sitting here brooding; you did what you had to. Can’t save everyone all the time, right?”

“If I’d got there sooner…”

“You saved a lot of people.”

“Three died.”

“And ninety-five didn’t.”

The End