David Tennant one shots

Campbell Bain - Hold your hand

A/N: I have hella procrastinated this one but this idea has been stuck in my head forever. So I'm so incredibly happy that I got it all wrote down and finished. I absolutely love The Beatles and this song in particular so if you haven't heard it, I'll put it in the media up above so you can listen while reading. Hope you enjoy!

    The time seemed to travel leisurely as you sat in the sitting room, looking up at that old beaten up wall clock that you were surprised still worked, while the other patients around you preferred to zone their attentions in on the early morning programs on the telly. You never did like that telly. It made too much noise. You preferred the nice quiet ticking of the clock.

    "Goodmorning Y/N!" Campbell yelled from behind you, causing you to turn around to smile at him. You did love the sound of that clock but it didn't beat the sound of Campbell's slick Scottish accent.
 
   He was the only real friend you had in this dull cage and you looked forward to seeing him everyday. Hell, really you were bestfriends. The only time you two weren't together was when you had to take your medicine or at bedtime and even then you sometimes snuck into his bed. It was only when you had nightmares though and that does tend to happen a lot when you have PTSD.

    "Goodmorning Campbell. You gonna start the show soon?" You smiled at his choice of clothes as you asked the question and couldn't help but admire how adorable and dorky he truly was.

    He beamed at your question and jumped onto the couch beside you as he answered, "Why? You lookin' forward to it?"

     "I always look forward to it Campbell. Now are you gonna answer me or not?" You laughed.

     "Well, I have to wait for Mr. Mckenna to get here but then its groove town for Saint jude hospital. Do you have any requests?" He ran his hand through his wonderful locks of hair while he was talking and you couldn't help but get momentarily distracted by the way his hair fell back into place. He was not only your best friend but also your crush. Which was painful, to say the least.

    You swallowed softly and then spoke, "Well, I'm feeling spontaneous today, how about you chose a song to play for me. Surprise me, yea?"

    "Yes mamm. I promise to pick the very best song for m'lady." He said with a mock salute, causing you to bubble up in giggles.

     "Well, looks like Mr. McKenna is here." You spoke as you spotted him waking through the glass entrance doors.

    Spotting Mr. McKennaas well, Campbell instantly jumped up and walked to his side, words jumping out of his mouth a mile a minute and you didnt even hide the fact that your eyes dropped down to his bottom. More than once.

    Mr. Mckenna smiled and greeted Campbell and you turned to look back at the wall clock, waiting for them to start up the show so you could listen to the nice music they played but after Mr. McKenna and Campbell had talked for a few minutes in their office, they both walked out. Yet, Mr. McKenna seemed to be leaving and Campbell was beckoning you over.

      Quickly getting up you paced to his side and queried, "Where's McKenna going?"

       "He has to do something at work and decided to let me run it alone. Can you believe it? I've been begging him for days to let me do my own show." He started to hop around and talk animatedly while continuing, "The Campbell Bain looney tune show. Can't you see it. Its gonna be that push that I need to go professional."

       "Campbell," you interrupted before he could said anymore, "your manic is showing." It was a phrase you used a lot with him. It always got him to calm down when he got a bit too excited.

     "Right, well what I'm trying to get around to anyway is that I want you to help me today. With the show." He took a few breaths and nodded his head while pushing his hand through his hair once again and you could feel the herd of butterflies fluttering in your stomach as his eyes met yours.