Time Again

by Mira-Jade

With the whole of time and space before him, and the metaphorical nine lives lived behind him, the Doctor certainly has a few tales to tell. A collection of drabbles.

16. Pegs

016. Pegs
NewTen/Rose

You fit into this new world like a square peg in a round hole.

You are back where there are Zeppelins in the red skies again, and this time you think it won't be too bad with her on your arm. She's smiling and you feel whole past the empty feeling in your chest where once a heart had been. While not bad, per say, it takes adjustments to adapt to this body. You resign yourself to sleeping at night, and eating regularly throughout the day. And you try not to notice that you cannot feel the planet spinning beneath you. You cannot feel the seconds as they pass to minutes and hours. Days now pass slowly, even when you treasure every moment you spend with her.

The thing about being square, is that time with her sands you down. Like an ocean running over the pebbled shore, the surf smooths and cleans what was once hard and awkward. She refines you, you know, and what Time you have lost is made up for in a hundred little moments with her.

You are not alone.

And that is a place you are happy to fit into.