Counting on WHO?
A/N: just thought that I should write a little ficlet displaying the feelings of at least one female companion of well HIM. It just seemed interesting not to name names.
If there was one thing she could count on it was him. He was always there holding her hand saving her from evil clutches and just there when she needed a hug. He would tell her everything was all right and then she would climb into his bed and they'd sleep the night away. Now, there was someone else. Someone else she had holding her hand, saving her from evil clutches and giving her hugs. Although he had assured her he hadn't changed; bar his appearance; there was something different in the way he did things. It was awkward and out of place, as if he was trying too hard to be someone that he wasn't. He would try and take the place of himself, before he changed forever, he would take his old catchphrase ("Fantastic") and turn it into something else (fanBLOODYtastic or absolutely fantastically fantastic). It wasn't normal, this spin on events and she wanted it to go back to the way it was. People always assuming they were a couple and then saying that he was too old for her. Damn right he was, being 900 friggin years old. There were times when she contemplated leaving him for her previous life, but then she was repelled away from earth and back into his arms. Because each time she felt like there would be no tomorrow and if she survived she would return to her old life and die a normal death. Except he would come up with new and exciting, thrilling and exhilarating ways to save them and this would bring her straight back into his arms. She would then smell his scent (fresh mint leaves) and reminiscing on old times. It was never going to change (except when he did and she had to readjust) it would always be the two of them wandering through time and space for eternity.
Loved it hated it? Let me know and tell me in your own opinion who the two characters are. Who knows, I might just write another chapter for it yet…:p