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[londonx1965]

@exaltedhistorian Continued from here

Ian reached out a hand, but he didn’t dare touch her in case he caused her any more pain. He clenched it into a fist instead.

He was angry with the people who did this to Barbara. He was angry with himself for not being there to stop them. Although he knew giving them a taste of their own medicine wouldn’t help Barbara, it didn’t stop him from wanting to.

Relaxing his clenched jaw he said, “We need to find you a doctor.” Much as he was glad the Doctor had helped her, he wasn’t much use when it came to actual medicine. “I think I know where to go. Are you all right to walk?”

[timefought]

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like there’s no LGBT list but we got all of claras shoes

tina its user created so that just says straight ppl are homophobic more than anything

[knightedscientist]

@exaltedhistorian

He was sleeping soundly for the first time in weeks, curled up on the sofa that the small London family had provided. The sound of the rumble of thunder outside was not what the Londoners were scared of but the fear of sirens of the war that was reaching them. Finally, he woke, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, wishing, not for the first time, for his old bed.  “Oh, I must have been tired, sorry Barbara. Was....was I asleep long?”

[childrenoftiime]

“Are my school results really that bad? I swear I didn’t know.” Well of course he wouldn’t, he hadn’t turned up to school in weeks. 

[selfsacriificial]

                ❝ no, no no--- barbara! it’s me. i’m the doctor.❞  // @exaltedhistorian

[londonx1965]

@exaltedhistorian Continued from here

He hadn’t done that at all. And by the time he’d remembered all the shops were shut so he couldn’t even have bought her flowers to apologise. It wasn’t as if he had a good excuse - he’d simply lost track of time. It wasn’t worth making something up because she’s see right through it and he’d feel more guilty, not less.

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He looked contrite and tried taking a small step towards her.

[londonx1965]

@exaltedhistorian Continued from here

Ian bent to look into it too. “I’m not even sure where we are.” He’d been hoping for a ‘you are here’ marker, but if it had one it wasn’t obvious. “I suppose we’ll just have to wait for the Doctor to take us... somewhere.” He sighed as he straightened up. “Wouldn’t it be nice if we could choose where we went?” he wondered wistfully.

[londonx1965]

@exaltedhistorian Continued from here

But Ian hesitated. “I don’t want to hurt you.” It hurt now, he knew, but it would hurt more coming out. Probably. But he knew the knife couldn’t stay in there, he’d learnt that much first aid at least.

Hoping that the element of surprise would help, he put one hand on her increasingly bloody shoulder and gritted his teeth. A deep breath didn’t make him any less happier. Although he wanted to close his eyes he kept them on the knife, so he wouldn’t see how much she was suffering. As if that made it any easier.

In one movement he gripped the knife and pulled.