It wasn’t a case of “waiting for the wedding night” because of tradition, or because of moral objections that had fallen out of fashion a very long time ago. No, it was a matter of practicality more than anything else.
London was in ruins, food was scarce, and even with the Daleks gone it wasn’t particularly safe. It was better for everyone to stay together as a group until arrangements could be made for them to get to the countryside. For what seemed like an eternity, Susan and David had to make do with stolen kisses whenever they had a few moments to themselves.
But things progressed, and within a few days someone who had once been a judge was found. They held hands while he said a few words over them and pronounced them husband and wife, to have and to hold from this day forwards. With that ceremony, as legally binding as anything could be said to be these days, Susan traded the name Foreman, which was never really hers anyway, for the name Campbell, which absolutely was. She was sixteen years old, and most likely the youngest Gallifreyan bride in history.
Their friends took pity on the newlyweds and gave them as much privacy as possible, but still the marriage remained in name only. They were young and in love, and romantic enough to want everything to be perfect.
They’d been married nearly a week by the time they made it to Scotland. The farmhouse was grey and dilapidated, and the land surrounding it was full of rocks and debris and some absolutely unspeakable things. But to David, the land symbolised a new beginning, the start of his quest to give back to the shattered Earth. And to Susan, the house symbolised the home she’d been searching for for years.
Only one of the bedrooms had a bed left in it, and even that was uncomfortable and not really big enough for two people. There wasn’t one thing about that marriage bed or what they considered their “real” wedding night that could possibly be considered perfect.
But Mr. and Mrs. Campbell, snuggling together in that lumpy bed, would always believe it was.
Susan/David
It wasn’t a case of “waiting for the wedding night” because of tradition, or because of moral objections that had fallen out of fashion a very long time ago. No, it was a matter of practicality more than anything else.
London was in ruins, food was scarce, and even with the Daleks gone it wasn’t particularly safe. It was better for everyone to stay together as a group until arrangements could be made for them to get to the countryside. For what seemed like an eternity, Susan and David had to make do with stolen kisses whenever they had a few moments to themselves.
But things progressed, and within a few days someone who had once been a judge was found. They held hands while he said a few words over them and pronounced them husband and wife, to have and to hold from this day forwards. With that ceremony, as legally binding as anything could be said to be these days, Susan traded the name Foreman, which was never really hers anyway, for the name Campbell, which absolutely was. She was sixteen years old, and most likely the youngest Gallifreyan bride in history.
Their friends took pity on the newlyweds and gave them as much privacy as possible, but still the marriage remained in name only. They were young and in love, and romantic enough to want everything to be perfect.
They’d been married nearly a week by the time they made it to Scotland. The farmhouse was grey and dilapidated, and the land surrounding it was full of rocks and debris and some absolutely unspeakable things. But to David, the land symbolised a new beginning, the start of his quest to give back to the shattered Earth. And to Susan, the house symbolised the home she’d been searching for for years.
Only one of the bedrooms had a bed left in it, and even that was uncomfortable and not really big enough for two people. There wasn’t one thing about that marriage bed or what they considered their “real” wedding night that could possibly be considered perfect.
But Mr. and Mrs. Campbell, snuggling together in that lumpy bed, would always believe it was.
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