Date: 2013-09-16 03:34 am (UTC)
makingsouffles: (❋ sell my sorry soul)
[Oh god, it hurts. It hurts so badly, but she'd take it a million times over if it meant keeping her Doctor safe. Besides, she'll be alright. People've been shot before and made it, and the Doctor is there. He's always saved her before.

Despite the burning pain, Oswin reaches up to touch his cheek with bloodied fingers, a breath rasping out of her.]


Doctor... [Help me. Take me back to the TARDIS where you can fix this.]
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