Title: When Empty, My Hand Reaches
Characters/pairings: Ten2/Rose (implied)
Warnings/spoilers: Through Journey's End. Also, angst galore.
Author's Notes: My first attempt at writing Ten2. Who knows. Maybe there will be a sequel sometime.
A kind of numbness had settled over Rose, a cold that had nothing to do with temperature seeping through to her marrow. She felt as if she had crystallized as the world moved around her. She could hear the tumbling of the waves, tasted the salt in the wind that lashed her hair around her face, felt the shifting of the sands beneath her feet, could track the cries of the gulls streaking through the air. She was only dimly aware of the warm hand in hers, of the hooded brown eyes lingering on her, hoping and not daring to hope.
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