The words echo in Jack’s head as he sits alone at his desk. The rest of his team has finally been convinced to go home and get some sleep after his sudden reappearance. It’s been years, but only days since he last said good bye to the Doctor and Martha. The distance between him and the Doctor was only inches, but it might have well been miles.
It’s like when you fancy someone and they don’t even know you exist.
The Doctor had said trying to explain how his latest contraption would enable them to spy on the bad guys. And it still echoed in his mind. Much like it probably echoed in Martha’s head as well.
You too, huh?
At least Martha could say to herself that she walked away first. Me, after getting literally dumped on a space station, I couldn’t take a hint. No, the first chance I get I’m chasing after him again. As soon as I hear the distinctive whirr-whirr of the TARDIS, I drop everything to run after him. Telling myself that I need his help, that he needs my help, when all I was really doing was getting my heart broken yet again.
It time and then some to let him go. Let him go and go on with my own life and stop acting like a silly young boy chasing after his first crush. I swear I can hear the sound of the TARDIS even now. Which is even more stupid than…
I can hear the TARDIS!
The lift isn’t fast enough, so I race up ladder and out an exit no one else knows about. The Doctor’s ship, stuck in shape of a Blue Police Box that went the way of the pay phone back in the early sixties, sits in splendid isolation in the dark. As I run, the door opens and the Doctor stumbles out and into my arms looking rather worse for wear. Holding him fills me with joy once more and I ache to kiss him just one more time, but his eyes only hold a weary acknowledgement. He knows, but he turns away once more: A heroic coward who risks his life to save others without hesitation, but runs from risking his heart in something more than a friendship.
He opens his mouth to speak and the moment passes just like that. I’ll help him with whatever mad scheme he has to save the world and then I’ll put my heart back together again when he leaves until the next time we meet.
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