This Is The End
His fingers were cold against her cheek. They chilled her to the bone and set her teeth on edge. Suppressing a shudder as he trailed a line down her jaw line, she forced herself to not move.
"Doctor?" she murmured, when his eyes flicked from her lips to meet hers.
There was intensity in his expression that she had not seen him wear before. It didn't scare her as she almost expected it to but rather, it made her feel all warm and happy inside, in stark contrast to the cool of his touch.
"Donna." He drew out her name. "This is it. This is the end."
"Yes," she agreed.
"There's no place further than this than we can go together."
Eyes met, held.
"Are you ready? Are you absolutely sure that you're ready?"
"Course I'm ready, you prawn!" She waved at her attire as proof: a simple white dress.
A wide grin spread across his face. He turned to the minister, a man so tiny he had to stand on a chair to level with them. He shot another bright smile at her. "Let's get this marriage started, then!"
FIN.