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Story: (Not Quite) Relativity
Author: alittletoolate
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1016
Author's Summary: Post The Fires of Pompeii fic.
Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor, Donna Noble
Warnings: None

Recced because:

The Tenth Doctor was wild a mixture of things: sometimes melodramatic, sometimes glib, sometimes scared and needing, sometimes joking and unconcerned. This fic finds a way to balance between the extremes of that chaos to paint an interesting character study of who the Doctor was at that point in his life. It starts with a hearty jolt of angst before veering quickly towards warmth and humour. It show the Ten & Donna partnerships (one of the strongest in the series IMO) at it's very best. All that, and it even manages to insert a few Old School references and some very interesting ideas about the TARDIS along the way.

"I didn't expect it to be all oak doors like this," she said, pushing one open. "Where's the kitchen gone?" The Doctor laughed. "It was here a minute ago."

"The TARDIS is playing a trick on you," The Doctor said smirking, pushing his hands into his pockets.

"Playing a trick?" she asked, hands on hips, eyebrow raised.

"Are you going to repeat everything I say?" She didn't answer. "The rooms move, the TARDIS moves them when she feels like it," he smiled further at her annoyed face, "it won't have gone far."

"I can't believe this," Donna said, opening the next door, heaving the heavy oak, "and why can't it be like films, all metal automatic doors."

"The oak is for me," he told her, pulling open another door, "ah, here it is." She looked into the room.

"It's a different kitchen."

"No, just looks different," he said, pulling her inside, "Put the kettle on."