Can you ever have enough shirtless Dean/Jensen? No? Didn’t think so.
Coming this Christmas.
I can barely remember the last time a companion left.
and neither can she
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THAT WAS NOT OK
HIGHEST ON TOP OF THE LIST OF THINGS THAT ARE NOT OK
|Song: Thoughts Of Flight|
|Artist: Arthur Darvill|
|Album: Arthur Darvill Songs|
|Played: 135,325 times.|
Thoughts of Flight | Arthur Darvill
I suppose this letter is kind of like the letter for Marty in Back To The Future. You always liked to talk about how you met Doc Brown, but I still don’t believe you. The Angels were kind, just like you said they’d be. They got what they wanted. I’m just glad they sent me to the same place they sent Rory. Should have seen the looks the locals gave us when we turned up in the clothes we had on. Had to burn them of course. Couldn’t have them disrupting the space-time continuum. You wouldn’t like that. We stayed together, of course. Rory became a doctor. He was much more qualified back then than most doctors were. And he wore a bow tie. You’d have loved to have seen him in it. They were all the rage back then. Are the rage. Here. Now.
We adopted two kids. A brother and sister. John and Jenny. Jenny started crying when we were going to take John. You must have rubbed off on us. We couldn’t stand by and watch her cry. So even though it was a struggle for money, we took her too. They grew up, listening to the stories of the Doctor, dreaming of going to the stars. The kids moved out, and Rory and I retired. We settled down in a nice cottage, back in Leadworth. And we lived the rest of our lives together there.
Rory passed away last year. And I can feel myself slipping away too. I’m 83 now. I think. TARDIS travel. Messes with your age. So I thought I’d write this letter to you. Just before I go. River visited us a few times. But then she stopped. We didn’t know why, but I hope she’s okay. Look after her for us. For me. And can you do me one more favour? Tell my parents I love them. And let Brian know Rory loved him too. And that he can stop watering our plants.
Since I’m writing this and you’ve not appeared before now, I guess you’re not coming back for us. And that’s good. Rory and I had a good life. We loved our kids. We helped people. We grew old together. So please don’t come back and change that. We had a long and happy life. And we were so blessed to have you as part of it.
I love you,
P.S. Find someone Raggedy Man. Remember and take someone with you. You need them.
YOU TOOK SOMETHING THAT WAS ALREADY HURTFUL AND TWISTED IT FOR YOUR INSANE PURPOSES UNTIL IT HURT AS FUCKING HELL ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY
NO FUCK YOU