Shivering as a cool breeze passed through, Robin pressed closer to the Doctor. He stared at her, and blinked his green eyes. "Cold?"
"Not really." She lied. They paused over a ridge, watching the rapidly setting sun. She looked at him as he set his coat over her shoulders.
"Better?" He asked; she nodded, laying her head on his shoulder.
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Wolves of Sisterhood (Storm Prophecy Special Edition) #Wattys2018
FanfictionThe Shalka Doctor is now companionless, his strange visions of war almost gone. Life couldn't get any worse. Except it does. He runs into his Twelfth and Thirteenth Lives, as they've all been taken out of their Timestreams by the Time Lords, and to...
