The Story of Donna Noble

The Thoughts of Donna Noble

She was running.

Again.

There wasn't much more than that, with him.

Seeing, running, saving the universe... it's all just an endless cycle.

And, she had to say, she enjoyed it.

(Even the running.)

She enjoyed traveling with him, with the Doctor, she enjoyed the places he took her.

She enjoyed him.

Oh, she didn't love him, oh no. She'd seen how he looked at her. at Rose.

He was frustrating, yes, (oh good lord how did she even deal with this man at times,) but she couldn't bring herself to hate him either.

He was her friend- her best friend, if you will.

Nothing will ever change that.

She loved seeing the universe, the adventures they'd had together.

She loved that she was making a difference in someone's life.

Oh, she knew she may grow old and die, yes, she always knew that would happen someday.

She only hoped that would be a long, long time from now.

But she had to live in the present and oh, did she.

Her life on Earth, that wasn't living. This was... this IS living.

And she didn't think that she could- or would, for that matter- give it up.

(Just don't tell the Doctor.)

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A/N

So, I was writing this in my notebook in Science and my friend read it and told me to publish it.

So I did.

I was a victim of peer pressure. Sue me.

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