Date: 2010-01-06 05:43 am (UTC)
Jack gripped back on the Doctor's had as though holding it was naturally. He didn't do holding hands, so how could it be? But, he just knew if he tried to remember, he'd see the reason why. It was natural. It must have been.

He nodded and gripped tight before starting to run along with him and back up over the ridge.

As they dashed the landscape seemed to haze in his vision, and it blurred as though he'd had too much to drink.

"Hurry hurry hurry," he said, trying to keep his vision focussed on the TARDIS ahead, sure that it was a bad sign. It had to be a bad sign.
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