This wasn't going to be my first Doctor Who story. It was going to be this epic multi-Doctor special that would probably have been a lot better than what the 50th will be. And I still might write that. I want to finish up my How to Train Your Dragon stories first.

Today I found out the first person I ever loved, the person who gave me the experience that allowed me to write the affection scenes between Hiccup and Astrid so accurately, has a girlfriend now. And, since I'm demisexual, I'm currently too asexual to find someone else. I'm single for now and for the distant future, maybe forever. I'm okay with it for now but… I'd really like to find someone someday. So I'm basically venting about that in this story. For the record, I am really glad I'm not still with the guy now because we weren't right together and I'm really glad he's happy now. I just needed to gather the remnants of my feelings for him and pour them into something constructive. That's probably why this story is so short. There wasn't much left.

Also I'm totally stealing the idea from a story my sister wrote. So… yeah, this is the part where I credit her.

~KateMarie999

Breathless

Sometimes he made her breathless.

It would happen when he began to ramble on about some ridiculously complicated scientific concept. He knew she couldn't understand what he was saying but he seemed to need to talk about it nonetheless. It was in these moments that she would allow his words to run together and simply bask in the wonderful sound of his voice. She felt honored to be the one person he could ramble to in those moments. And when she nodded as though she had actually understood what he had said, the way he beamed at her, as though she was the most important person in the universe, seemed to suck the oxygen right out of her lungs.

It would happen when she watched him pilot the TARDIS. It was as though he was made of rubber, the way he stretched himself all over the console just so the ship would move in the right direction. She knew she couldn't even begin to understand how it worked but as she watched him dart around the console, nearly glowing with excitement, she could tell that adventure was on its way. She knew he felt as childlike and carefree as she did as they shot through space together.

It would happen when he became righteously angry. She watched his face go slowly red as he shouted furiously at whoever had made everything wrong. His strength of character sparkled through, even in anger, and she marveled at his bravery for being able to confront the problems with which he was faced head on. Though he didn't notice, she watched him in those moments, allowing herself to feel the anger coursing through him and drawing her own strength so that she could do the right thing alongside him, even when it wasn't easy.

But of all the times when he made her breathless, the most powerful ones were the times he would acknowledge her occasional moments of brilliance. He stared at her with those soft, brown eyes and she would tingle with excitement as he rambled about how wonderful she was. It was as though he was discovering a new reason to like her every time she proved herself. His encouragement made her feel as though she could do anything to which she set her mind.

But then reality would set in during the moments she realized that he never knew how she felt. The moments she knew that they weren't meant to be. Moments like those made her the most breathless of all for all the wrong reasons.

But she refused to let those feelings take over for very long. She didn't want those breathless moments to end. Not one bit.

Just FYI, I ship Martha/Mickey so I'm glad Martha/10 didn't work.

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