jeudi 24 décembre 2015

No. 8s on Christmas Eve

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It's been the sort of crisis that makes Kate Stewart forget what day it was, in the conventional sense rather than because of a passing Time Lord or a necessary memory wipe. It's also been the sort of crisis where science ended up sharing the lead with the military. But the crisis is over, the situation resolved, and Kate's just got home. The question is, where's her girfriend? And what day is it?

[Kate/Osgood Christmas story. Set in the same 'headcanon universe' as my other story 'Code Word Classified: Gallifrey' - it's not necessary to have read that story at all (this is a total standalone) but they will complement each other.]

Words: 5054, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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