Wello! :D I wanted to have one of those reunion like things where one of the people dies right after or right as they are going to be reunited... so this is the product of that!
She didn't really know what she was doing when she was racing towards him, she didn't really know what was going on around her, she didn't really know anything except that she just had to get to him, had to tell him, had to let him know… something, she can't remember it now. What was so important to her moments before has been completely erased from her mind.
She breathes in deeply and presses down on the hole in her stomach, she can barely keep on her feet. Everything is blurry but she has to stay standing, has to stay awake.
"DONNNNNNAAAAAA!" she hears someone scream her name, voice so full of anguish, but she can not work out who it is or why the voice sounds so familiar, then a name rushes into her mind.
"D-doctor…" she whispers as the world spins, she's falling and then arms are holding her, carefully lowering her to the ground.
"Donna, shush. Save your breath, save your breath." She hears him say, his hands have gone to the wound and are trying to stop the bleeding, his face is streaked with tears and he's shaking.
"Doctor, I remember. I remember, Doctor." She says smiling, her eyes trying to slip closed but she fights to keep them open.
"No, no, Donna, you have to stay awake now, you have to stay awake. You can't die. No, please." The Doctor sobs, he just wants to save her, he has to save her, she has to live. Her breathing gets more and more laboured.
"Doctor…" she breathes but then she does not breathe in again afterwards, her lifeless eyes stare up at the Doctor as his hearts freeze, they just stop beating but then they start again, as they must and his hands move from pressing down on the fatal wound to wrapping around Donna's still body.
He holds her in his arms and he cries. He does not see the man slip out the backdoor, he does not see the mans smile of triumph, he just sees Donna, her lifeless eyes staring up at him, her smile frozen in place. He does not hear the man leaving, does not hear the man laughing, all he can hear is the gun shot going off over and over again in his mind.
A/N: R&R Either I procrastinate too much or I have wayyy too much time on my hands!