It's half-hidden glances and meaningless conversation across the console while he nearly kills them. It's laughing about how hopeless he is, and hugging when they both turn out to still be alive at the end of it all. It's tears and fear and relief and surprise, in quick succession. It's an adventure they weren't expecting to have, but neither one of them is complaining.

It's a fond goodbye, and a promise to stay in touch even if he doesn't. It's feeling like the TARDIS is just a bit too empty when it's just two again. It's putting her engagement ring on the nightstand and closing her eyes to fantasize about someone she's not getting married to. It's confusion and acceptance and all sorts of things that neither one of them can pinpoint.

It's not even the shadow of a relationship, it's not even a flirtation, it's just two women more alone in the world than they'd like to admit, knowing that the other is just as alone. It's imagining that someone who understands more could fill that space, and resigning themselves to nothing more than smiles and camaraderie at the end of the world.

It's everything and it's nothing, and neither one of them can make it anything else.


Requests: Sally Sparrow/Larry Nightingale, Toshiko Sato/Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones, Larry Nightingale/Mickey Smith