Star Garden

Another entry for #Texting-and-Scones's First Contest.

Was going to do some utterly morose Doctor/Donna piece with Ten all on his lonesome, but somewhere in the back of my brain, their still kicking around and getting up to all kinds of mischief.

So. My other, other OTP, Eleven and River. Which is still awful and morose, but with a touch of happy. Because ten years in his future is ten years in her past, yeah? (Or if not, call it timy-wimy. It's four in the morning and I can't think for watching Spearhead from Space. Derp.)