A/N Just a quick one off, this hit me in the night and I had to write it down. Hope it is liked, R and R please, even if you don't like it, can't learn nothin' if you don't tell me.
I own nothing but my original characters, which is such a shame, cause I'd like to get in on the merchandizing.
The sadness descends as the trumpeting sounds fade, knowing in her hearts that this was the last time she'd see him. She drops to her knees, black tresses covering her face as her arms wrap around as she mourns the loss of this very good friend. She holds the great grief inside to nearly bursting, her usually pale face, red with the effort.
Finally, she releases it in a deep exhalation, crumbling to the floor, tears streaming from her grey eyes. She'd come to hope that one day they'd become more than friends, but that had come to the end.
There was no telling what he'd be like next, whether he'd even like her, as had happened before.
All bets were off when dealing with the Doctor.
