fic: Be Well | Doctor Who
Aug. 9th, 2018 11:25 amTitle: be well
Length: 226 words
Summary: He closes his eyes and waits for her to wake.
It rears over Ace as she leans towards the fire, and almost gently lowers itself so its front appendages are resting on her shoulders. And then it bites down sharply into her flesh, and there’s a frozen moment where she tenses up, face twisting in pain, and she lets out the tiniest of pained gasps. The moment breaks, shatters like glass as she crumples inelegantly to the ground with an equally soft sigh, eyes blank and fingers twitching slightly.
The Doctor sinks down next to her, cross-legged, and waits for the alien being that’s interfacing with her to coil itself neatly and unobtrusively over her back before he pulls her upright and into his lap. She’s unnaturally still, and even though he knows that she’ll be fine – hopes that she’ll be fine – he can’t help but worry.
He removes his hat, sighs, and rests a hand on her forehead briefly. She mutters something unintelligible, and a smile flashes across her face, and then her fingers jolt slightly again, and she’s still once more.
Cookie, the Group Captain and Mr Darana are there, he is aware, but they too are silent and wary as they watch from some distance away – apparently unwilling to get any closer, or indeed, speak.
He closes his eyes, feeling the fire casting patterns across his face, and waits for her to wake.