A/N: I wasn't happy with the previous version of Gallifrey College so I'm rewriting it as a series of short oneshots. I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Today was the day. Today was the day that Dr. William Hartnell gave away his granddaughter, Susan Foreman, in marriage. It was too soon in his opinion. It seemed like only yesterday she entered his care after illness took the lives of his daughter and son-in-law, Susan's parents. In reality, it had been ten years since then.
"Grandfather?" Susan asked sweetly. "Are you alright? You're not feeling ill are you?"
He shook his head. "No my dear. I am simply thinking how much you look like your grandmother the day we married," he claimed. It was only a half lie anyway.
Susan was Patience's image and always had been. He wished Patience was there now, she had always been able to make him smile in some way. He wanted to smile today, for Susan's sake.
"Oh thank you Grandfather!" Susan exclaimed. "That is a wonderful compliment. Grandmother is so beautiful in her wedding portrait!"
"She most certainly was," William agreed lowly. "As was your mother."
Susan's eyes widened. Gillian was even more of a taboo than Patience but for this day only, William would speak of them.
"You're wearing the same dress that they wore of course, even if you've modernised it and that necklace and earrings set were my wedding gift to Patience. Gillian had done her hair in a fancy Greek style and had a veil made of lace embroidered with roses. In fact, I have something for you."
He held out the flat white box that he had been holding and Susan took it from him carefully.
Opening it, she let out a gasp. "Oh Grandfather!" Inside was the same veil he had just described.
"Congratulations my dear," he murmured after kissing her head. "I will be waiting for you outside."
He breathed in sharply when he saw her a few minutes later. She looked beautiful in her simple white dress with Patience's sapphire necklace and earrings and Gillian's delicate rose embroidered veil covering her pixie face.
"Oh Susan," he said reaching out to cup her delicate face. "You are an angel my dear. I am so proud of you."
"It's all thanks to you Grandfather," she replied. "I would be a different person if not for you."
He smiled and the wedding march began to play.