She wakes up in a sweat, eyes wide and chest heaving.
She tries to remember the last thing that happened, but everything feels a bit underwater. She remembers the lounge. She'd begun to feel poorly, and she went for a lie down, and ...
She raises her hand to her head. That's not right. The fingers are too small. Wait just a minute now, what is going on?!
"Rory!" she cries out, voice small and too-young.
Within the hour, she's standing outside His door, swimming in her clothes and fighting back tears, chin jutted out defiantly. She's still in what she had on, mini-skirt now to her calves, jumper hanging off one shoulder and scarf dragging behind her like a wedding train. She looks as angry as she is afraid, and were she not twelve years old she'd go give Q a right piece of her mind.
"Doctor!" her tiny voice calls, trying the door chime again; "I need you!"
She tries to remember the last thing that happened, but everything feels a bit underwater. She remembers the lounge. She'd begun to feel poorly, and she went for a lie down, and ...
She raises her hand to her head. That's not right. The fingers are too small. Wait just a minute now, what is going on?!
"Rory!" she cries out, voice small and too-young.
Within the hour, she's standing outside His door, swimming in her clothes and fighting back tears, chin jutted out defiantly. She's still in what she had on, mini-skirt now to her calves, jumper hanging off one shoulder and scarf dragging behind her like a wedding train. She looks as angry as she is afraid, and were she not twelve years old she'd go give Q a right piece of her mind.
"Doctor!" her tiny voice calls, trying the door chime again; "I need you!"
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