Tightly Wound
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ladymercury_10Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eleven, Amy
Word Count: 465
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own no Who, as usual.
Summary: Falling off a cliff hurts.
A/N: A coda of sorts to Precipice. Written for
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tasty_kate, who wanted fluff and snuggles.
Amy’s scan is clear, and so is his—they’re both scraped and bruised and feeling rather the worse for wear, but nothing’s broken. His arm is badly sprained, but considering what they’ve been through, it’s a lucky thing.
Amy seems to love playing field medic, and he files this away as something else he owes to Rory. She’s a firecracker, that girl, but she can be surprisingly gentle. She cups his head with a long-fingered hand, and as she tapes the gauze to his temple, he notices her nails are broken. But she won’t hear of him trying to help her.
“Sit still, you! You just fell off a cliff! What are you gonna do, kiss my bruises and make them better?” She rolls her eyes, then pats his arm affectionately.
Which would be a nice gesture, if it weren’t that he’d just sprained it. He grits his teeth and tries not to imagine what a pitiful figure he cuts.
Amy’s full of tough love, the kind that punches you in the shoulder to remind you that she cares. She makes him drink tea that’s too sweet, then drags him to his room and insists he put on his pajamas, right then and there.
Any other day, he’d bluster and protest and generally fumble around, but he can’t manage it after last night. He unbuttons his trousers and doesn’t bother to mention that she doesn’t bother to turn around.
He doesn’t know he’s fallen asleep until a knock at the door pulls him out of a dream. He wakes up slowly, feeling each and every bone in his arm, from the throbbing in his shoulder down through his elbow to the bruised small bones of his hand.
Amy’s standing in the doorway in her white nightdress, clutching her quilt around her. “Doctor?” Her voice is unexpectedly timid. He waves her in and he can see her smile in the dark. She kneels and rests her chin on the mattress, watching him across the empty side of the bed.
“You owe me this,” she says slowly. “You’re hurt, and I’m scared, and after the angels you pushed me away and—”
“All right, Amy, all right,” he soothes, nodding. “You can sleep here tonight.”
She crawls under the covers beside him. His fingers are numb, but he knows she’s holding his hand. He’s sure it’s breaking all sorts of boundaries to let her do this, but he’s never cared much for such things. Besides, his head hurts far too much for him to bother feeling guilty.
In the morning, he’ll have his bounce back, and she’ll be fronting just as well as him. But ever after, even when (and oh, thank goodness) Rory returns, she’s never afraid to reach out for his hand.
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:48 am (UTC)Beatifully snuggly and fluffy... siiiiigh. :D This makes tasty-kate a happy-kate. You fulfilled my pathetic prompt wonderfully.
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:55 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it! It was fun to write. :D
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Date: 2010-10-07 04:37 am (UTC)Amy’s full of tough love, the kind that punches you in the shoulder to remind you that she cares. And this was perrrrrrfect!
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Date: 2010-10-07 05:36 pm (UTC)P.S. I realized that I'm like the fifth person to quote that line, which goes to show you've got Amy's character down perfectly. ^_^ I also love how she isn't afraid to hold his hand afterward - once that boundary's broken she doesn't let him put it back up. Like I said, great job!
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Date: 2010-10-07 05:55 pm (UTC)Write more? What kind of more? :) I'm open to suggestions.
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Date: 2010-10-08 03:24 am (UTC)...cue brain starting to write fic on its own....
I DON'T EVEN....
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Date: 2010-10-14 08:59 pm (UTC)I call the shoulder punch a "bloke hug", because that's what teenage boys do when they need a bit of body contact. (I do it too, especially at work.)
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Date: 2011-07-15 03:13 pm (UTC)Amy’s full of tough love, the kind that punches you in the shoulder to remind you that she cares.
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Date: 2011-07-15 04:12 pm (UTC)Also, did you get my postcard yet? I sent it off ten days ago and haven't heard from anyone yet if they got theirs...
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Date: 2011-07-15 05:03 pm (UTC)Did you ever figure our how your mailing address over there works?
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Date: 2011-07-15 11:48 pm (UTC)As for receiving mail over here, I think you could send it to the school but at this point, I'm not sure if I'd get it in time. If you want to send me anything, just send it to my home and I'll get it when I come home. :)
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