Rose slammed the heel of her hand against the wheel, cursing again before she lay her forehead against it in a slump of defeat.
Fabulous. This was absolutely fucking fabulous. Just what she needed.
She took a deep breath, puffing out her cheeks as she exhaled slowly, closing her eyes and counting to herself, gathering her thoughts and her strength. After four deep breaths and a count of forty, she raised her head.
Right. Time to make a plan.
Step one - find out what the hell was wrong.
She opened the door to the car and leaned forward to pull the lever that released the bonnet, then stepped out into the chilled air. She raised the bonnet and propped it, putting her hands on her hips to survey the engine. Nothing seemed broken or out of place, but she was forced to acknowledge that she wouldn’t really be able to recognize if something was wrong. She needed Mickey for that sort of thing.
Mickey, who was in Oxford until Boxing Day, spending the holidays with Martha.
Seeing nothing amiss, Rose walked back around to the driver’s seat and flopped into it with a muttered prayer. She’d done nothing but look at the engine of the car, certainly nothing that would make a difference when she tried to crank it. That didn’t stop her from hoping, however, and she prayed through clenched teeth as she put her foot on the brake and turned the key.
The car made a scraping, groaning sound, but didn’t catch.
Rose let her chin sink to her chest, took a breath, then raised her head and tried again. More of the same groaning and scraping, then silence.
She swore, spitting out the most foul words she knew.
Rose jumped, and the shock brought her from being slumped in her seat to standing beside the car before she could blink. Once there, she took in the sight of Ian Docherty, Queen’s Counsel, senior law partner at Stewart, Docherty, and Smith, the prestigious law firm where she worked, and the man she’d been nursing a crush on since she started working there nearly a year ago.
i mean all good for you if you’re vegan but. i’m so frustrated at all the misinformation being spread around dairy.
“cows have to be forcibly impregnated to produce milk” uh. no.
literally cattle doesn’t have the same rules of consent as we do?????? also a cow produces milk as long as we keep milking it! we’re not stealing from the baby child cow
“milk is one of the leading causes of osteoporosis” i’ve literally seen this one and it’s hilarious. do yäll really think every doctor would tell us to drink milk if that we’re the case?
“the mother is crying as her baby is ripped away from her so we can devour the child’s food” i’m. very confused. cows aren’t humans?? they don’t have families????? also the calf has to be separated from its mother at one point and this is where we keep milking so she just keeps producing milk and it genuinely hurts the cows if we stop milking
Come and meet the girl who can. Hey, you’re right outside. Come on in. Oswin, we have a problem. No, we don’t. Don’t even say that. Joined the Alaska to see the universe, ended up stuck in a shipwreck first time out.
Last year, I wrote about the overwhelming optimism that drove the characters of the Eleventh Doctor’s era to overcome dark situations that could have destroyed them, and this year I want to return to that theme having now seen the last two episodes of series 9 and how that optimism had transformed but ultimately still triumphed.
Where the Eleventh Doctor’s era could be described much like a children’s fairy tale with characters who are put into truly horrifying situations that they overcome through the power of love, the Twelfth Doctor’s era brought the darker side of those stories into focus. Love remained one of the most powerful forces in the universe, but this era explored the reality that love doesn’t always last a lifetime, even for the main characters.
Rory and Amy left the show when their story was finished, and they lived long, happy lives, dying of old age off screen. We all know Cinderella will one day die and so will Amy Pond, but the picture book ends long before that day. When Amy Pond stopped being the Girl Who Waited, it was the beginning of the end of her time on the show, but River Song and Clara Oswald remained on the show long after the stories of ‘The Woman who Killed the Doctor” and “The Impossible Girl” had been resolved.
And they lived until their lives were cut short in tragic, yet heroic deaths. With the direction the show had been taking in series 8 and 9, their stories could have been bleak reminders of the reality that many people die before they ever reach old age, and what we think of as happily ever after is rare (if not impossible), but instead, their endings came with an acceptance of the inevitability of death, while at the same time allowing these women to control their fate in a way we can only dream of in the real world.
The show did not lose all of its optimism as it grew out of it’s fairy tale era, and instead of telling us that River and Clara won’t get their happily ever afters, it asked us to examine how we define happily ever after. Clara Oswald will face the raven and River Song will go to the Library, but those endings do not prevent them from having their own happily ever afters. These two characters are given the opportunity to seize the time they do have and live it the best they can so that when they die, they will have lived full lives on their own terms.
Happily ever after does not mean forever.
It’s a message we can all take to heart knowing that we too will not live forever.
Clara flies off to see the universe with her new companion, and River Song spends 24 years with the man she loves (and with a vortex manipulator and a time machine, it could easily be more than 24 years). They will both die, just as we will all die, but their stories are neither tragedies nor fairy tales. Their stories are examples of what fantasy does best - addressing the harsh realities of life while allowing the characters to do the things we wish we could do, taking both time and death into their own hands.