"Athena, I need you to get your father here for me.”
“He’s coming,” said Athena. “He can’t not. You don’t understand…In our heads…”
She heard her parents’ TARDIS materializing behind her, and she turned, in time to see her father march out the door. She had known he was called the Oncoming Storm all her life—she could not remember a time when her mother had not teased him about the nickname—but she had never understood it until that moment.
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Date: 2010-05-06 04:28 pm (UTC)“He’s coming,” said Athena. “He can’t not. You don’t understand…In our heads…”
She heard her parents’ TARDIS materializing behind her, and she turned, in time to see her father march out the door. She had known he was called the Oncoming Storm all her life—she could not remember a time when her mother had not teased him about the nickname—but she had never understood it until that moment.
This *still* brings tears to my eyes. Every time.