And this is his breaking point.
The point where he can no longer run, no longer hide, no more than he can hide from one plus two makes three. The point where he can’t rationalise things away anymore, can’t justify them; the point where he has to face the truth.
The point where so much of the world simply crumples and burns and fades away, like
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Really love this. Why hasn't it been posted more widely? better_with_3 would love it, and you should post it on A Teaspoon and an Open Mind as well, so I can favourite it there. As it is, I only found this because you signed up for the Rose ficathon.
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If you think it's worth it, though, I'll look into spreading it around. Thanks so much for the lovely review - it really means a lot to me.
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He loves Rose, and the reason he’ll never admit that isn’t anything to do with the age difference or the species difference - neither of those matter unless you let them - and it isn’t anything to do with wanting to protect her. It isn’t anything to do with some crazy notion of abusing authority or power (like Rose doesn’t have him wrapped round her little finger anyway).
Purely and simply, the Doctor won’t let anyone get that close to him. Ever.
And I loved the climax of the wading-through-acid scene:
‘Here,’ said the Doctor, sliding his precious leather jacket off and slipping it around Jack’s shoulders. ‘You should keep warm. And you’re not walking back to the TARDIS ( ... )
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