Originally Posted: Jul. 18th, 2006
Length/Rating: 100 words, PG
Summary: Written for dw100 Challenge #8: Unexpected. A tiny shard of an AU that never grew wings.
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It was an echo, nothing more. A simple memory that refused to die, to fade away into the streams of time that rippled in his wake. He saw her from the corner of his eye, smiling as he worked deep inside the TARDIS fixing glitches. He ignored her, ignored the grief that circled like moonlight in endless orbit around them both.
He figured it out one night, why she was still there, echoing. Somehow she’d stepped too close, blended too well; there was no longer a line where Rose ended and the TARDIS began.
The next time, he smiled back.