Marriage? What?

[thecricketer]

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...Well. That's certainly...interesting.

Really, Romana, I would expect better from you.

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[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

She? ...Oh. Ah, no. Well, on occasion we would take trips outside the Citadel, breathe true air, gaze at the stars, talk with the Outsiders... *pauses* As I said, it was a long time ago.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

It must have been.

Do you miss her?

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*softly* At times. I don't remember her as well as I'd like to.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

*nods*






*softly* Is that the way it's going to be for all of us one of these days?

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*is silent for several moments, expression closing against all but a faint sadness to his eyes and lips* I...I'm sorry, Sarah.

I did mean it when I said I would never forget you, not truly.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

*arms cross her chest as she eyes him* You might have meant it, but certain promises can't be kept, can they?

You can be honest with me, you know.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

I am being honest! I might not remember the exact timbre of your voice, the curve of your cheek, but I'll never forget you. I could never forget you.

*thrusts his hands into his pockets* I'll that you never let me get away with being pompous, your determination to learn the truth no matter the danger, your compassion and cleverness and courage - the friendship we shared.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Even despite all the years that pass?

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*firmly* Yes.

*hesitates, voice growing softer* I still... remember the passionate way she spoke for her beliefs, how her hands would clench when she was angry when her face wouldn't reveal a thing, the way she lectured her students, the way she held our son.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

*smiles softly* It's all you have left in the end, isn't it? Those memories. I wish... you deserve more than that, Doctor.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*quietly* It's enough. It must be.

*small but warm smile* At least I know you're safe. That you're going to live a brilliant life, make a name for yourself as an excellent journalist.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Of course I will. I wouldn't want to dissapoint you, after all.

*wry grin* But that's still a while away, I hope. *pause* To be honest, Dcotor, I'd give all that up just to continue travelling with you.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

I doubt you ever could - dissapoint me, that is. ...You're Sarah Jane.

*his tone somewhere between very sad and very touched* I... *considers the usual platitudes, disregards them, and says, so very quietly* I sometimes wish you had.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

*grins a little more brightly* Well, I'm here now, aren't I?

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*sudden smile* Yes, you are at that, and I can't begin to tell you how glad I am. If memories are all I'll have I want a fair amount of them.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Oh, well I can certainly provide you with that, Doctor. *smile turns a bit more suggestive* Well, if you'd like.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*raises eyebrows, though his own smile remains* What kind of memories do you suggest making, Sarah?

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

I rather enjoyed the last time...



...well. *blushes slightly* Oh, you remember, don't you?

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*eyes widen, utterly aghast that she would think he wouldn't* Sarah, that is one day I never plan to forget. *face growing rather hot as he speaks, naturally*

((...Speaking of, do I need to tag that? *sheepish*))

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

*happily and rather relieved* Oh, me neither, Doctor. *laughs* Not ever.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*expression once more softens into a warm smile* We're agreed, then.

((That would probably be good. We could agree that it was utterly sweet and passionate and mindblowing?))

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, most certainly. *giggles, beaming at him* We could, you know, give it another go.



If you'd like, that is.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*finds himself beaming back, looking even younger* You want to? Truly? I mean, that is...yes, if... *pauses*

*shakes his head at her* How on Earth do you manage to reduce me to a schoolboy? *chastising tone is rather ruined by the fond gleam in his eyes*

((Hooray! I don't think they'd mind, either.))

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Maybe I should start considering it a talent of mine, Doctor.

*nods, unable to keep the smile off her face* Oh, yes truly. Of course I want to, Doctor.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

Another addition to a long list.

*can't seem to do that, either* I...you'll probably hit me if I make you convince me of that again.

((Do you know, the Doctor's doing the same thing, though he's gone that shade of pink again.))