Well, it was a good thing there was someone he wouldn’t ever lose, and that that person was nearby. He didn’t say anything, just watching the Doctor for a moment before coming over and resting a hand on his shoulder, gently turning the Doctor around to embrace him. He didn’t say anything else, didn’t need to say anything, and just held him.
At the touch… the dam broke.
The Doctor clung to his as he wept, not caring that the key was still in the lock.
It took him physically 5 minuets to calm down. He felt like it had all bubbled over. Rose, Martha, Donna… Koschei… Jack… He had let them all down.
As the tears slowed to a stop, He just stood there, wrapped in his arms.
Pulling away, he sniffed, wiped his face, Before cupping his cheeks and kissing him slightly, mainly in thanks, before taking his hand and leading him into the console room, before he could break again….
because 5 minuets crying would never fix hundreds of years of pain.
Jack held him tightly as he wept, rubbing his back up and down and murmuring little whispers of encouragement and support. He knew all too well what this felt like, and even as he felt the Doctor start to calm down, he knew that the storm was far from over.
He let him go as the Doctor started to pull away, pleasantly surprised by that small kiss. He happily followed as he was led into the TARDIS, watching the Doctor more than where they were going.
“Hey,” he finally said, breaking the silence. “Talk to me.”
The Doctor lent against the console heavily and bit his lip at the request, holding Jacks hand tightly.
“Donna can never remember…” He started softly after taking a shaky breath. “I…. The meta-crisis… it was killing her…”
He swallowed hard. “A human was not designed for a time lord mind… I-” His breath hitched and he closed his eyes tightly, before opening them a moment later, having collected himself again.
“I had to wipe all her memories of me, you and anything we had done together…. She can never remember, or she willdie.”
“Theta Sigma.” The woman said softly as she sat next to him on the brick wall. “What are you doing here my dear? Surely you would prefer to be with your Love, Koschei?”
“My boyfriend/ girlfriend won’t let me…” yikes yikes yikes, abort that relationship
Unless its like
“My bf/gf won’t let me eat chocolate anymore because of that time when I said that I’d stop but I didn’t and ended up almost dying”
“My bf/gf won’t let me cook anymore after the spaghetti incident”
“My bf/gf won’t let me eat strawberries cause I forget I’m allergic.”
My bf won’t let me stay in bed all day because he knows I want to do that because depression but then I’ll just end up being more depressed afterwards because I haven’t done anything productive all day
drapetxmaniia - The Urge to run away 