Doctor Who short stories/one shots

Six.

Tears began to well up in the mans eyes as he looked at the once ginger, yet now gray haired woman lying upon her death bed.  She opened her cold dying eyes and saw a terribly dressed young man in a foolish bowtie.  He began to take a few steps towards her.  She thought about giving him a piece of her mind just before he put his warm finger tips on her temples and closed his eyes.  Memories flooded back.  People that they saved, planets.  A whole life that she had forgotten about.  How could he do that?  Time lord human meta-crises.  She smiled as a tear rolled down her wrinkeld face.  "thank you doctor."  she whispered as she went to explore the one adventure The Doctor never would.  The great beyond.