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The Eighth Doctor ([personal profile] beforethewar) wrote in [personal profile] theheroheart 2013-11-02 11:40 pm (UTC)

The Doctor would admit at being a little surprised himself. Then he reminds himself that it's because this place holds his one last chance to be with her, and there's no time for messing about with awkwardness and distance. Carpe Diem. Seize the day.

"Hm?" He peers down at the photograph, the corner of his mouth twitching as he looks over the smiling faces looking back at them. "Ah, well...I don't know how the gods managed it, as I distinctly remember there weren't any pictures taken that day, but after I left notes for them at the tree Merlin set up to remember loved ones, I found this lying on my pillow."

He points at each face in turn, and try as he might, he can't keep his voice from cracking just a tiny bit. "That is one of my best friends, Lucie. That is my granddaughter, Susan and that...that is my great-grandson, Alex. We had Christmas in the TARDIS together."

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