I lay in the bed with her; she is asleep next to me, taking most of the covers. But I don't mind because I can't sleep anyhow. She lays complete out of it, fast asleep, and I don't blame her for it, with the adventure she's had in one day. I watch her, stroking her hair softly, feeling my fingers slide happily through her ginger hair, she sighs softly then turns and faces me. She is beautiful I must admit hell of an attitude though.
She now cuddles into me, and my arm is wrapped around her, I miss not having anyone in my bed, since Ianto had passed away. She is way too young for me; I'm old and lived on for so many centuries, she is just a baby, growing into an adult and experiencing new things, things she will regret and some she won't.
I hold her close, treat her as my own. I haven't known her for a long time, a couple weeks max, and we're close, she trusts me and lets me hold her at night, when she has nightmares she comes to me, tells me things that are so private, and hides everything out. Really she's the Doctors daughter; we all know that, with how much they try to deny that, it makes me laugh when we mention the situation.
She lets off another sigh, I snuggle more tightly in her arms, listening to the soft breaths that are made by her nose, and she sounds so peaceful, so deep in her sleep. She doesn't move when my arms come round to protect her, she snuggles more comfortably, her face buried in my arm. I smile just watching her, helping her and being by her side.
Holding the daughter of Donna Noble.
