«Too Beautiful to Live» by easytheretyger
She clawed at the bed sheets, heart racing and breathless. Rory took her in his arms and whispered to her. “It’s okay, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” He stroked her hair and she buried herself in his embrace. He held her until she drifted off again to the sound of his breathing, waves breaking on a pebbled shoreline, and she was transported back.
The ballerina with Rory’s eyes and her hair, practising her pirouette in the safe warm darkness. She stopped spinning and stood to look at Amy before glancing over her shoulder and running away.
«one plus one equals everything» by gidget_zb
“Did they tell you about the girl? Oswin?” River nods in response to his question, schooling her face into a neutral mask and praying he doesn’t notice. Sometimes foreknowledge is just the most terribly difficult thing to hold on to. “She was human,” he adds and she nods, squeezing his hand once again. “Saw herself as human, even her interface with the technology – she gave herself a human voice. They tried to break her – to convert her, and it didn’t work. She was very, very brave.” He looks up at her with dark eyes and she sighs, standing abruptly and dragging her chair around, uncaring that it is a tiny table and probably a bit annoying for people walking round them. She sits again and reaches for him, hugging him tightly.
«One» by dqbunny
River bit her lip. Don’t make me say something, she prayed under her breath. Please, please, don’t make me say it. Everything in her was poised to run away, but she forced herself to remain at the table. Her fingers flicked the page in the book nervously.
“In any case, I’ve scheduled an appointment with the doctor. I need a physical anyhow, we can make sure everything’s OK.” Amy took the seat across from River. She fiddled with her mug of coffee, darting glances at her. “Everything is OK, right?”
“Amy …”
“I know. You can’t tell me.” Her voice went a little high-pitched, a bit desperate. “But … you know something. Don’t you?”