DOCTOR WHO: Battle Scars
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Title: Battle Scars
Characters/Pairing: Ninth Doctor and Rose
Word Count: 120
Rating: Worksafe
Summary: Battlefield regenerations have side effects no one can predict.
Notes: Written for
comment_fic.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who and all characters belong to the BBC. I am not affiliated with the BBC, and am not making any money from this.
War is messy, and battlefield regenerations complicated. It has effects no one can predict, leaves a legacy it's impossible to shake.
Touch is complicated, for the first time in the Doctor's life. For just a split second, every time, simple contact flashes through that war-scarred part of his brain, registers as danger and threat. He can shove it down, fight it back, but that pressure's there, the clamouring warning of instinct in his head.
So Rose never understands the significance when he sweeps her into a hug after they've saved the world one more time, or when he reaches out, with perfect deliberation, to take her hand, silently telling himself, this is safe, this is good, this is right.
Characters/Pairing: Ninth Doctor and Rose
Word Count: 120
Rating: Worksafe
Summary: Battlefield regenerations have side effects no one can predict.
Notes: Written for
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Disclaimer: Doctor Who and all characters belong to the BBC. I am not affiliated with the BBC, and am not making any money from this.
War is messy, and battlefield regenerations complicated. It has effects no one can predict, leaves a legacy it's impossible to shake.
Touch is complicated, for the first time in the Doctor's life. For just a split second, every time, simple contact flashes through that war-scarred part of his brain, registers as danger and threat. He can shove it down, fight it back, but that pressure's there, the clamouring warning of instinct in his head.
So Rose never understands the significance when he sweeps her into a hug after they've saved the world one more time, or when he reaches out, with perfect deliberation, to take her hand, silently telling himself, this is safe, this is good, this is right.