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And so my reccing time has come to an end. For a first time reccer, this is definitely a harder task than it looks! But, I've enjoyed my time throughly! Till next time! :)

Story: Goodbye
Author: Lyricwritesprose
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1273
Author's Summary: Nobody should have to die without knowing that they're valued. And time can be rewritten.
Characters/Pairings: Eleventh Doctor/River Song, The Brigadier
Warnings: Character Death

Recced because: I felt like starting and ending the week with Brigadier stories. The awesome part about this goodbye story is that it really doesn't feel like goodbye. <3 Nicholas Courtney/The Brigadier.


"And that," the Doctor said, "is the closest I've ever seen her to starry-eyed hero-worship. She's usually self-confident to the point of smugness. Bit of a scramble sometimes to impress her, actually." He didn't look as if he minded the prospect.

And if the Doctor described someone as overly confident–actually, it was probably because he honestly didn't see the irony. Some things didn't change, no matter how the face did. "You're Earth's champion," Alastair said.

"I've been known to borrow the title when grandstanding," the Doctor admitted. "It's not as if it's exclusive. Sarah Jane, Ace, Martha Jones–a fellow named Jack will carry the title, intermittently, for quite a long time indeed–but when we don't need it, we all know who to return it to." He pulled one of the chairs close to the bed and sat down, that slightly mismatched face a study in contradictory emotions. "In thirty centuries, three times my life and thirty times yours, children will still learn about you. Generations have grown up safe and free because of things that you did." Alastair realized, with a stab of sympathetic embarrassment, that the Doctor was crying. "I thought you ought to know."
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Story: A Quiet Interlude
Author: spydurwebb
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 3239
Author's Summary: Set during Android Invasion, our heroes have a little bit of downtime.
Characters/Pairings: Fourth Doctor/Sarah Jane Smith, Harry Sullivan

Recced because: [livejournal.com profile] spydurwebb is one of my favourite people in the universe, and the more she writes, the more I think she grows. She's amazing at writing the sometimes flat style in which classic Who was constructed. I watched Android Invasion immediately before reading this, and if it wasn't for the slight mature bit towards the end, it easily could have been inserted towards the end of the serial for the overthinking Doctor and the somewhat clueless Sarah Jane. Harry's always a great sidekick of course. ;)


His blue eyes pierced her, looking through to her very soul. ‘Are you happy, Sarah?’

'What?’ She sat up straight, the question surprising her. She thought for a moment. ‘Yes, I suppose I am.’ She moved her hand from his shoulder to rest against the back of his head. ‘I’m sitting here safe and secure with my best friend, what’s not to be happy about?’ She felt one of his hands shift from her waist to her lower back. She turned the question back on him, her voice low and hesitant. ‘Are you happy, Doctor?’

‘In this exact moment in time?’ With the hand that wasn’t at her back, he reached up with the back of his index finger and ghosted a line along the edge of her face. Resettling his hand along her hip, he closed his eyes and took another deep breath before whispering. ‘Immeasurably.’
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Story: House Call
Author: digitalfletch
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 5673
Author's Summary: When Sarah Jane contracts an alien virus, the Doctor is her only hope. Set after "Journey's End" and the first season of SJA.
Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor/Sarah Jane Smith

Recced because: Sarah Jane Smith is my favourite companion, and digitalfletch chose to honour her portrayer's memory by writing a story in which the Doctor saves her. Never mind the fact there's awesome Doctor/Sarah shippiness.


‘This’ was smooth and creamy and tasted of honey, overlain with a sharper, tangy flavor of something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. It slid soothingly down her throat like ice cream on a midsummer’s day. “Mmm, that’s lovely. What is it?”

He set the bottle down on a nearby table. “Just a little concoction of my own. Two parts safaran and allurium, one part Callyptus root, and a dash of the Elixir of Life thrown in for good measure.”

She had no idea what most of that was, but the last bit sounded familiar. “The Elixir of Life? You mean…the one from Karn?”

“Yep. Won’t make you immortal, I’m afraid, but it should speed up the healing process quite nicely.”

Sarah gaped at him. The Elixir of Life. The one that helped the Time Lords regenerate. Possibly one of the most treasured substances in the known universe, and one of which there was precious little supply. That he would share even a drop with a human such as herself — she felt immeasurably touched, honored…and very humbled.

“Doctor — thank you,” she said in a small voice.

He shook his head at her, his brown eyes warm with affection. “The world’s not ready to do without you just yet, Sarah Jane Smith.” He reached out and lightly brushed the hair back from her forehead. “And neither am I.”
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Story: Gathered
Author: warinbabylon
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 4576
Author's Summary: An AU ending to the BF audio: The Gathering. Tegan doesn't quite say goodbye to the Doctor when she wants to.
Characters/Pairings: Fifth Doctor, Tegan Jovanka
Warnings: Swearing

Recced because: I've never been a staunch fan of the Fifth Doctor, but warinbabylon makes me want to read Fifth Doctor/Tegan Jovanka. While I've enjoyed all of warinbabylon's other stories, I enjoyed 'Gathered' because it gave an entirely plausible ending to a Big Finish audio. One I've even tackled myself. lol.


His eyes were so close to her that all she could see was the dark blue. They blinked, obscured by baby golden lashes for a moment and then opened again. Tegan felt his hands as they lightly rested on her hips. “I won’t forget you,” he muttered before taking a long inhale. She smiled in response and patted his shoulders.

The pain started at the back of her head and lanced like a hot poker through her head to her eyes. It was like a blinding light encased in pain. She gasped and raised her fingers to press against her temple.

Her grunt was met by a more powerful hold of the Doctor on her hips. “Tegan?”

Her knees buckled as the pain grew in intensity. Her knees never hit the ground, but the pain was too intense to know exactly what was happening. The light was too damn bright and the birds too damn loud. She could taste the pain…
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Story: The War of the Roses
Author: Nancy Brown
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 4735
Author's Summary: In which a new flower shop opens across the street from Bloomin' Lovely, Gita's life becomes very strange, and a planetary-wide invasion is thwarted with Tropaeolaceae.
Characters/Pairings: Ace McShane, Gita Chandra, Haresh Chandra, Jack Harkness, Martha Jones, Mickey Smith, Rani Chandra, and Sarah Jane Smith
Warnings: None

Recced because: There can never be enough stories about Gita Chandra, especially if Ace, Mickey, Martha, and Sarah Jane are involved. I love it! It's a fun story about thwarting aliens set in the SJA universe. Hey, if Craig Owens can kill a Cyberman with love, why can't Gita and the gang give it a shot with flowers!


Ms. McShane sighed. "You know, this is the third flower shop we've lost this way."

Martha said, "I keep saying we should try a different business. Something less dangerous."

Her husband added, "We could have a pet store. Or shoes. Men's shoes."

"I like flowers," said Ms. McShane.

Sarah Jane placed an arm around her shoulders. "Maybe change the store name?"

Mickey said, "Yeah. 'Sherwood Florist' is unlucky."

Martha said, "I wanted to call it Everything But Roses. I was outvoted."
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Story: Two Old Men and a Park Bench
Author: EmachinesCat
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 4055
Author's Summary: The bowtied man smiled, a smile so different but so familiar, and as Wilfred's jaw dropped, realization came. "Doctor?" His voice shook a bit. The grin grew wider. "Hello, Wilf."
Characters/Pairings: Eleventh Doctor, Wilfred Mott
Warnings: None

Recced because: I'm a sucker for Wilfred Mott and any Doctor. I've read many stories like this, where the Eleventh Doctor appears and shows his new face to the man he would have been proud to call his dad. This one is entirely enjoyable and fun while being sad and nostalgic at the same time!


"'S'alright," Wilfred assured him, "your hair's nice now, too. Modern. Nearly every young lad today has that flippy hair. It's 'cool', I suppose."

The Doctor beamed. "This is why I like you, Wilfred Mott! Always know the right thing to say to get me smiling! My hair is 'cool'. I knew it!"

Still a little begrudging of this new Doctor, Wilfred found he had to tack on, "Mind you, that's just what the them magazines say. I think them boys struttin' around with hair in their eyes look like girls."

The Doctor's mouth hung open, then he laughed loudly so that a little boy playing with his dog a few yards away jumped and glanced over toward his neighbors on the bench before scooting away. "Wilfred, don't you ever change!" the Doctor grinned. Wilfred gave a small grin but still felt guilty, as if he were letting the real Doctor down.

"Wilf, I know what I said, and I meant it. I really did. But I swear, I'm still here. I remember everything that happened to me during my last incarnation, and the one before that, and all the way to the beginning." His voice was soft, sad. "Sometimes I wish I didn't remember everything. I wish I could forget about the Time War and the Daleks and Bad Wolf Bay and the Library of the Dead and watching everyone I love leave and die and forget…" His eyes were misted over and Wilfred struggled to keep his expression straight, and this time it wasn't sorrow for the loss of the Doctor, but for the losses of the Doctor.
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Hullo! I'm [livejournal.com profile] sleepismyfriend, and I'll be your lovely reccer this week! Allons-y!

Story: The Wedding of Lethbridge-Stewart
Author: JaneTurenne
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 3310
Author's Summary: For a man who lives out of order, pre-wedding jitters come post-vows, and the best way to beat them is to multiply them. Fortunately, however, the Doctor is a Time Lord with very good friends.
Characters/Pairings: Eleventh Doctor, Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart
Warnings: None

Recced because: I love the Eleventh Doctor AND the Brigadier, and JaneTurenne manages to combine two of my favourite things! This story is really about the Doctor wanting to marry all of his companions, starting with the Brigadier! The dialogue is wordy and fun, and if it weren't for time and space, I could most wholeheartedly see this happening in an episode. Who doesn't want to see Nicholas Courtney give Matt Smith the eyebrow of disdain?


“You’ll have to give me a moment, Doctor,” says the Brigadier. “It’s been some time since I had to attempt to comprehend the workings of your brain. You decided it wasn’t fair not to marry me because I happen to be one of your friends?”

“One of my best friends, Brigadier,” the Doctor says, smiling, and suddenly looking much older than his own face.

The Brigadier sits quietly, and wonders how he can possibly consider that perfectly comprehensible logic. He tries for several moments to find a flaw in it, and finally gives up, and sighs. “You couldn’t at least have chosen a planet where the marriage ceremony didn’t involve kissing, Doctor?”

“They all end with a kiss.”


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