Because I can't resist fluffy daddy/daughter interaction between these two. Set right after Mels somehow found her way to Leadworth. How did she meet Amy and Rory? We need more of these stories.
Cold Affections
A crisp snowflake kisses her nose. She smiles as the moisture tickles her skin. It is the first kiss she has received in a long time.
Her mother can't hold her anymore.
Her father never truly got a chance.
In a world filled with people, solitude remains her sole companion. She dares not cry, for the winter air is unforgiving.
"Hey!"
She is certain the voice is imaginary. A cruel game loneliness often played. She believes this until a warm hand grabs hers tightly.
"You're Melody, right?" an awkward-looking, mop-haired boy says.
"Mels, actually," she says, extricating her hand from his.
"I'm Rory. That," he points vaguely at a very ginger girl throwing snowballs at a tree, "is Amy. We were gonna make a snow alien." He scuffs his feet nervously. Finally, he says "Wanna help?"
Mels cocks her head, considering the offer. She could say no. Deny her upbringing. Go against her purpose. But seeing that hopeful look in the young boy's – her father's – eyes makes her pause. This was more than just how she was raised. It was not just about her anymore.
She shrugs. "Why not. Got nothin' better to do."
And when he takes her hand in his once again, pulling her over to the tree, hope shines brighter than the freshly fallen snow.
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