Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who

Short one shot I've had for a while but never got round to writing more. If people like it then I may write a fiction to match. I'll probably do it anyway.

Summary: The Doctor has to say goodbye to companion hes travelled with for 4 years. (Set after Rose but not taking Martha or Donna into account.) One shot Doctor/Own character (not named)


Tears form in his deep eyes, the past swirls in them every second, images of the universe trapped in their deep brown pools. His jaw tightens and he points his finger at me, anger and remorse shake his body. His lustrous chocolate hair bounces upon his head. His demons remain. Stronger than before. Their ghosts remain in his hearts, taunting him, telling him it serves him right for getting so involved, for feeling that things were normal. That this was right. Normal. Real. That he could humanlife with her. Love her. Cherish her. Be with her. The demons ran away when she held his hand. She made them leave. But she was just like the others destined to leave. Scarred by her memory. She would die, but he would live on to remember. I watch him. He tells me not to go. But I must, its already gone to far, if I stay it will be so much more difficult when we are forced apart. Im his friend. I walk towards him taking him in my arms and lean my head on his shoulder we sit and he takes my hand, nothing romantic, just holds it. Almost so he can feel im there with him. For me it's a supernova exploding in your palms.

My stomach churns butterflies. I love this man. But I cant hurt him, and he refuses to see me get hurt and we no there is no other choice. He doesn't let go, I lean on his shoulder, unlike he once would, he places his head lightly on mine and we sit not moving. A tear runs down my cheek, I don't want this to end. Us to end. My heart is filled with happiness. I have my moment with him, even if this is the only one I will ever have with him in my life, I've had this moment. My mind scolds me. "he doesn't love you…remember he doesn't love you like this…he loves her, its always been her, you know this."Images flash across my mind of our closeness. What was. What I want. What I will never have. He begins to etch circles on the back of my hand with his thumb. You are my best friend. My love. But you should be happy. You smile as the tears fall down our faces and I run my hand along your cheek. You stop it with yours holding it to your face as you close your eyes. You pull me into a hug and kiss my forehead. I breathe in heavily. You are the beacon of light in the darkness of my self doubt. You turn to leave back to the box that had been my home for the past 4 years. They all laugh at my stupidity...stupidity to follow...to love to believe for a second that you could feel more for me...as the you leave the demons are back like a train they hit...knocking me...tears flow...the cold air circles but im already numb, two people are seen who should be together, but nothing happens, dont let this happen to you, even if this the only thing you do that i may have played a part in...do this for yourself...do this for her...be happy darling friend and remember hurt passes, dont feel guilty...i know you will...

I love you…

I fall to my knees watching your home disappear from sight.

And your gone.

Just as quickly as you came into my life.


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