Well, guess who's back, alive and kicking! It's my first Doctor Who story for a considerable while but it's here now! It's short, it's crap but deal with it.
Disclaimer: As per usual
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She never forgave him properly. The minute the TARDIS vanished Sarah Jane realised she was not in South Croydon. In fact, she was about as far away from South Croydon as you could get. But that was over and done with. It was the fact that the Doctor never attempted to stop her. She didn't want to go, he didn't want her to go, but he never said a word. Sarah never got over him.
And now, it was 30 years later and she was sprinting as fast as she could away from the school, her hand in the Doctor's. It was only to pull her along but she wished it could have been more.
A girl can dream, can't she?