Graham felt worried. Man his age, everything was worrying. He'd lived long enough to know that life is filled with all sorts of worry.
At the moment he was most worried about Ryan, as he always was. The boy might reject him, but Graham wasn't one to give up so easily. He swore to Grace that he'd protect Ryan and be there for him when no one else was, regardless of circumstances. But even he couldn't have realized the magnitude of this promise.
The TARDIS shuddered, the central crystal dimming, the background noise going into a nice hum. The Doctor strode forward, opening the TARDIS door to...
Snow. Which quickly flew into the TARDIS, almost knocking the Doctor off her feet. All four of them shivered at the sudden coldness flushing into the ship. Graham made his way to the door, to look out upon a beautiful sight.
It was the top of a world. Not Earth, the moons gave that away. But still a beautiful sight nonetheless, stretching as far as his eye could see. The mountain towered above all others around it.
The Doctor gave one last look and shut the doors, resting her head against them. Yaz and Ryan exchanged glances, but Graham felt that he needed to say something.
"You'll get us home Doc," he said gently. "I mean we've all had unreliable days. I tell you, one day I couldn't get my bus to start for the life of me. And the roadworks led me getting well and truly lost."
The Doctor, head still against the door, let out a smile. "Oh Graham," she said warmly. "Thank you."
"So... Could I try driving then?"
