01; The days come to you like sailors [You watch them as they drift away]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[He appears on the plane and instantly spins around, startled and instantly confused. This isn't where he was a moment ago and it certainly isn't where he was expecting to go.

He pulls out his sonic screwdriver and holds it aloft, testing for...well, anything recognizable. That failing, he opts for a more conventional tactic.]

Hello?

Is anyone there?

[It's going to be a very long day.]

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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

He said he'll find his, you know. Harry will bring his TARDIS here and take me away with him, away from you. And his TARDIS will be better than that beaten up thing you had.

[frowns] I don't need help. I'm fine.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yes, Lucy. I'm certain he will and you'll be eternally happy. Marshmallow fields and marmalade skies and all that.

[exasperated]

I'm not going to hurt you.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Don't patronise me.

[sniffs] You don't need to. You've done enough damage all ready.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

He's not coming, Lucy. You should take help when you can get it.

I didn't make you shoot him. I tried to save him. And I'm sorry that you won't let yourself remember that.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I said don't! He is coming! He won't leave me here, alone and forgotten and... and... [quietly] He won't. I know he won't. Harry loves me.

[still in that quiet voice, distantly] You did. It was your fault. I had everything -- Harry gave me everything -- but then you came and I was nothing. It was dark and lonely and cold and he wouldn't look at me, only you. It was always the Doctor, everything was the Doctor. You took it all away, so I ... I had to. I had to take him from you. It was the only way to make it all stop hurting...

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[yay epic guilt!]

I'm sorry, Lucy.

The Master...it's complicated. It was complicated, not nearly so much now. Hardly your fault.

[offers her his hand]

Come with me.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

It didn't need to be. It never should have been.

[stares at it a long time, uncertain, before tentatively reaching out her hand, brushing her fingers against his palm]

I don't...

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It always has been.

[closes his fingers around hers, offering up a small, tight smile]

It'll be all right.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

But it was. It was so much easier before you came.

[frowns, letting her hand rest in his, arm a little rigid]

Harry ... won't be angry with me, will he?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head]

He won't be.

Come on, we'll get you to the TARDIS.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Good. I don't want him upset.

[relaxes her hand in his, fingers curling against his every so slightly, and follows]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[another tight smile---poor crazy Lucy, at least he can help?]

So! Where do you want to go?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[blinks at him, obviously surprised she has a choice. she gives him an uncertain stare, visibly trying to work all this out -- him being nice, her accepting it, having a choice -- then shakes her head]

You can't take me to the one place I want to go. I don't know where else I'd choose.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[yeaaaaaaaaah, he can't take her to the man he thinks she killed]

I know the perfect place. It'll be a surprise, but you'll love it, I promise.