This turned out to be both long and spoilerific for "Journey's End," though I didn't intend either of those things when I started. Here's a taster:
The Doctor skulked in the shadows, waiting for his previous self to leave. He fervently hoped he wouldn’t go blind before that happened.
After an eternity of staring at the multi-colored nightmare that he used to be, his previous self finally went off on the errand that he had manufactured for the blowhard. Seizing his opportunity, the Doctor quietly slid up behind his former companion. “Hello, Charley,” he murmured quietly.
Charley let out a loud squeak and spun around. “Oh. I didn’t see you there!” She smiled at him, but a poised wariness belied her apparent friendliness. “I’m sorry, but do I know you?”
“You know me, Miss Pollard,” he assured her. “You know me quite well, in fact.”
She stared at him intently before focusing on his eyes. After a long moment, she broke out in a beatific grin and tackled him with a flying hug. “Doctor!” she squeaked. “It’s you! It’s really you! The Cybermen didn’t get you; you did regenerate after all!”
He lifted her up and swung her around while she peppered his face with kisses. The tight knot of grief in his hearts briefly loosened and a soppy smile overtook his face. “Yes, Charley,” he whispered. “It’s me.”
Sooner than he would have liked, he put her back on the ground. Charley kissed him one last time, a chaste but lingering meeting of their lips… and then promptly punched him in the shoulder. “You took your sweet time coming to my rescue, Doctor! Deserted planets are less entertaining than you might think, and your predecessor is no picnic either!”
Charley/Tenth Doctor
The Doctor skulked in the shadows, waiting for his previous self to leave. He fervently hoped he wouldn’t go blind before that happened.
After an eternity of staring at the multi-colored nightmare that he used to be, his previous self finally went off on the errand that he had manufactured for the blowhard. Seizing his opportunity, the Doctor quietly slid up behind his former companion. “Hello, Charley,” he murmured quietly.
Charley let out a loud squeak and spun around. “Oh. I didn’t see you there!” She smiled at him, but a poised wariness belied her apparent friendliness. “I’m sorry, but do I know you?”
“You know me, Miss Pollard,” he assured her. “You know me quite well, in fact.”
She stared at him intently before focusing on his eyes. After a long moment, she broke out in a beatific grin and tackled him with a flying hug. “Doctor!” she squeaked. “It’s you! It’s really you! The Cybermen didn’t get you; you did regenerate after all!”
He lifted her up and swung her around while she peppered his face with kisses. The tight knot of grief in his hearts briefly loosened and a soppy smile overtook his face. “Yes, Charley,” he whispered. “It’s me.”
Sooner than he would have liked, he put her back on the ground. Charley kissed him one last time, a chaste but lingering meeting of their lips… and then promptly punched him in the shoulder. “You took your sweet time coming to my rescue, Doctor! Deserted planets are less entertaining than you might think, and your predecessor is no picnic either!”
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Charley/Clyde