what if? (doctor who/jean/lucien au)
okay, so I’m dipping my toes in this fanfiction business. I wrote a snippet for some friends, and they told me I should continue and then post. So I am. All I ask is that y’all please be gentle. Also, shout out to Jess for letting me play in her little au-verse she created and equally destroyed me with. 1954 word count. Hope y’all like.
To say watching Christopher die was heartbreaking would be putting it mildly. It was pure anguish, and Jean almost wishes the Doctor would’ve said no when she suggested. But she had to know, she had to see how he died. Getting the news months after his passing, and not having an inkling had left her feeling hollow. She always thought she would feel it if he died, but he died and she felt nothing. She felt nothing until she received a knock on the door three months later.
Here they were, in a war zone watching a young Christopher Beazley hide behind cover. He was alone and he was trying to get back to the barracks. He raised his head over cover. He scanned the trees quickly, and he thought the coast was clear. He goes to jump over the barricade when a shot rings out. He was blown back by the force of the bullet. He lay behind the barricade in the mud and blood pooling from his chest. Christopher knew in this instance that he was going to die. He said a prayer for himself, and he quickly said a prayer for Jean before succumbing to his injuries.
The Doctor looked from the barricade and back to Jean. “Go to him”, he says. Jean wants more than anything to go to Christopher, to tell him he isn’t alone. She can’t move, she is frozen in shock at watching her husband bleed out. All she can think is he is alone, and someone will eventually find him. Tears are streaming down her face. This is not at all what she pictured, she isn’t sure exactly what she wanted to see, but to see him alone. To see him dying alone fractures her heart more than it already is. The Doctor stands behind her silent and knowing. He too has lost people he loved in war. He grabs her hand, and tries to offer the strength that he knows she needs.