13th Doctor One-Shots

Made Of Memories

Post series 12 finale.

Characters: 13th Doctor

Hope you enjoy this and that you have a nice day :) - cornflakecat

It was a relatively normal Friday morning on the TARDIS. Well, as normal as it can be on a bigger-on-the-inside-space-time-ship.

The Doctor's Fam were still asleep, leaving the Doctor on her own and bored. Why did humans always seem to need so much sleep? Time Lords only had to sleep for an hour a night to function. Although it wasn't like the Doctor ever slept... She had far too much to do, far too much to think about. She had to keep running, running, or she might start thinking about Gallifrey again. About the Master. About-

What was that?

The Doctor took a few steps back, looking for that green glint of light that had caught her eye. There it was. She picked up the object from behind the bookshelf, and froze.

The emerald glinted in the soft lights of the TARDIS library as she turned it over delicately in her hand. She had never thought that she would see that ring again. River would kill her if she found out how long she had lost it for. The Doctor smiled a small, sad smile at the thought of her wife. The ring would be far too big for her now she supposed, but at least she had it back. It somehow made her feel closer to River, like she was still there, her frizzy hair bouncing on her shoulders and the way her grin could light up the whole room.

She still missed her everyday, and probably always would as long as her hearts would beat, but she would always have the memories, all the adventures they had together.

Memories. The ring was practically made of them.