Date: 2009-12-22 03:54 pm (UTC)
"I asked," he said, with a small smile.

The Doctor understood that initial feeling. Not from his own child, he didn't realize how important she was until she was gone, but from his granddaughter. All tiny and young and impossibly wide-eyed. He'd aged quite quickly in his first form, but she never let him feel his age, she made him feel important and special.

And then, she was gone, too. It was hard, knowing she'd never spend another Christmas with him. Knowing he'd never be able to feel that feeling of alone, gone with the presence of a loved one. He'd always be alone.

"I remember," he said, a small nostalgic smile on his face. "The first time my---" Think about how old you look to this woman, Doctor. "---daughter experienced Christmas. She told me it was like magic was bundled up in a couple of hours. I always loved it, but I could never explain it like she could."
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