Amarantos
By TwinEnigma
II: Dive
The tear is small, deceptively benign.
She knows better and skirts it cautiously, her senses on high alert. She's scouted many of these in days long past and times still to come and she knows they can be unpredictable. She's not as young as she once was and, without her Doctor, she will be unable to recover if something goes wrong.
She circles the tear slowly now.
It's so small, just a sliver in time and space. It hardly looks like it could destroy universes.
Looks can be so misleading.
Once upon a time, her Doctor would be guiding her close enough that he could repair it. Once upon a time, he burnt out a sun to widen that gap just a hair's breadth. Once upon a time, those tears nearly consumed the universe and reality as the stars burned out, one after another.
And now she stands on the precipice, ready to dive into the breach.
It's a dangerous thing she's about to do. She was past her prime when her Doctor stole her heart and she's never been quite the same since the Time War, no matter how much that sweet, beloved man had tried to help her. There's a very, very good chance she's leaping to her death.
Her Doctor is not here to stop her.
She pours as much as she can into her shields and plunges in, focusing on that one, long-forgotten path.
In her memories, her Doctor calls out Geronimo like a benediction.
Allons-y, she thinks.