A/N: This recurring theme just bugs me so, so, so much. It is far too much of a coincidence, as I'm sure you'll agree.
R
Romana.
Reinette.
Rose.
River.
Looking back on his thirteen lives, the Doctor could pick out certain themes. The more serious ones like, such as words stalking him …
Bad Wolf
You Are Not Alone
… Or the ones that made him smile, like the perpetual use he found for fruit; bananas were more than just a good source of potassium, after all.
But the one 'theme' he just couldn't for the life of him shake off, was the way that the name of every woman who made him cower or laugh or shake or smoulder began with the letter 'R'. The ones he could proclaim his love for, or the one for whom those three enormous words always got stuck somewhere between his voice box and his mouth … all the same letter.
He certainly didn't know what it was about 'R'.
Romance, perhaps, he pondered wryly.
He knew he shouldn't pay it too much attention, but themes were always significant. Nevertheless significance was something bestowed on another when writing in that much-loved world called Literature. Oddly, it just made him feel like someone was writing his life.
Now review! It's just plain mean otherwise ...