Drabble, Fluff, Standalone, Vignette
Written for timepetalsprompts on tumblr and their weekly prompt to write something new. This is the first time I've written the Eighth Doctor.
For Lunaseemoony, basically because she asked.
The Doctor opened his eyes. A pretty young woman knelt in front of him where he lay in the snow.
“Yes, thank you.” He took the hand she offered and stood. “I’m fine now.”
She gave a small nod and he started towards his ship.
“Ah,” she said quietly, looking behind him at the TARDIS down the block.
He turned to her. “Do I know you?”
He couldn’t remember her, but he felt like he should. He
“Not yet.” Her smile was wistful. “But you will.”
Then she vanished.
Doctor, old chap, the future looks fascinating...