The Doctor moved slowly, deliberately, trying to keep himself in balance and his emotions in check. This was probably a very bad idea. He ran for a reason, but that reason felt far away, now. Right now, it was just them and the longing they'd had for each other.
He sat over Jack, and reached his hand to his temple. The connection was smooth, instantaneous, as though they'd always linked this way and always would.
If only they could.
I love you. The words came to the Doctor again, easier this time because it was thought. Simple fact, that. He loved Jack, and that would never go away.
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Date: 2010-05-29 10:47 pm (UTC)He sat over Jack, and reached his hand to his temple. The connection was smooth, instantaneous, as though they'd always linked this way and always would.
If only they could.
I love you. The words came to the Doctor again, easier this time because it was thought. Simple fact, that. He loved Jack, and that would never go away.