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Ten Times Trouble by TigerKat (PG-13)
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Ian/Barbara
Length: medium
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: TigerKat's author page on Teaspoon
Why this must be read:
Set after the end of their travels with the Doctor, Ian and Barbara are getting married. A nice normal wedding in a church with all their family and friends, and the Doctor. All of them. Normal is a relative term right?
…what was that noise?
The rector stopped mid-sentence. Ian and Barbara both turned around with expressions much resembling those of someone who has unexpectedly been handed a thousand pounds by their worst enemy. The audience shuffled and whispered, and the big blond man who’d caused all the trouble earlier looked outraged.
A blue box shimmered into view on the center aisle.
Gasps and a few screams echoed in the sanctuary as the key-on-piano-wire noise faded away into a shrieking silence. Barbara had crowded into Ian’s side, and the two of them stared at the box with wide eyes. Thomas stood frozen, mouth open. So that story hadn’t been a drunken lie…
The door opened with an ominous creak, and a blond man in cricketing gear strolled out.
He beamed at everyone, and essayed a wave. “Hullo! Don’t mind me, just here for the wedding. I wonder if you could… oh…” He trailed off as he realized that a good many people were staring in fear, and a minority were glaring.
“Excuse me,” the rector said, his voice dripping with ice. “We were rather in the middle of something.”
“Um, beg pardon,” the blond man said, looking positively diffident. “I must have got my timing wrong.”
Ten Times Trouble
Pairing: Ian/Barbara
Length: medium
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: TigerKat's author page on Teaspoon
Why this must be read:
Set after the end of their travels with the Doctor, Ian and Barbara are getting married. A nice normal wedding in a church with all their family and friends, and the Doctor. All of them. Normal is a relative term right?
…what was that noise?
The rector stopped mid-sentence. Ian and Barbara both turned around with expressions much resembling those of someone who has unexpectedly been handed a thousand pounds by their worst enemy. The audience shuffled and whispered, and the big blond man who’d caused all the trouble earlier looked outraged.
A blue box shimmered into view on the center aisle.
Gasps and a few screams echoed in the sanctuary as the key-on-piano-wire noise faded away into a shrieking silence. Barbara had crowded into Ian’s side, and the two of them stared at the box with wide eyes. Thomas stood frozen, mouth open. So that story hadn’t been a drunken lie…
The door opened with an ominous creak, and a blond man in cricketing gear strolled out.
He beamed at everyone, and essayed a wave. “Hullo! Don’t mind me, just here for the wedding. I wonder if you could… oh…” He trailed off as he realized that a good many people were staring in fear, and a minority were glaring.
“Excuse me,” the rector said, his voice dripping with ice. “We were rather in the middle of something.”
“Um, beg pardon,” the blond man said, looking positively diffident. “I must have got my timing wrong.”
Ten Times Trouble