Gwynevere1 (
gwynevere1.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2008-08-05 09:02 am
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When Luck Runs Out by wendymr (PG)
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Bit of Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler/Jack Harkness, but no more than you see in canon
Length: 4,408 words
Author on LJ:
wendymr
Author Website: The Doctor and Me (incomplete);
Account on A Teaspoon and an Open Mind
Why this must be read: So, I hated "Journey's End." A lot. Like, to the point where I couldn't even make a coherent LJ post about it. To the point where I was going around swearing off Doctor Who for good.
However,
wendymr seems determined to make me like this show again, by reminding me of just what I loved about it in the first place, with this wonderful Nine/Rose/Jack piece (so, no actual spoilers for Season Four in the story). Diabolical of her, really. I mean, how can I keep hating something that inspires wonderful moments like:
"Whatever you do when you leave me an’ go back home, don’t go back to workin’ in a shop.” His expression’s very serious, hands buried deep in his jacket pocket, eyes focused intently on her in a way that makes her breath catch. “Get some qualifications, Rose. Do somethin’ that makes you happy, ‘stead of just somethin’ to get by on. Do that for me. No, don’t do it for me,” he amends quickly. “Do it for you. An’ for your dad, and for your mum.”
When Luck Runs Out
Pairing: Bit of Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler/Jack Harkness, but no more than you see in canon
Length: 4,408 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website: The Doctor and Me (incomplete);
Account on A Teaspoon and an Open Mind
Why this must be read: So, I hated "Journey's End." A lot. Like, to the point where I couldn't even make a coherent LJ post about it. To the point where I was going around swearing off Doctor Who for good.
However,
"Whatever you do when you leave me an’ go back home, don’t go back to workin’ in a shop.” His expression’s very serious, hands buried deep in his jacket pocket, eyes focused intently on her in a way that makes her breath catch. “Get some qualifications, Rose. Do somethin’ that makes you happy, ‘stead of just somethin’ to get by on. Do that for me. No, don’t do it for me,” he amends quickly. “Do it for you. An’ for your dad, and for your mum.”
When Luck Runs Out
