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Fic: Steel Trap

Title: Steel Trap
Characters: Ten, Donna Noble
Word count: 503
Rating: G
Prompts: I saw an ad on the TV and was inspired. Donna is a girl after my own heart after all and this is one of my favourite things.
Notes: post-JE/EoT fix-it of your choice. They are back together and will be forever.

The Doctor was frightened. His eyes were shut tight and his hands gripped the bars restraining him even tighter, leaving a tingling sensation in his fingertips. Donna was screaming beside him, but his rattled brain couldn’t make sense of what she was saying. It was taking all of his willpower to keep down the nausea that threatened to bring up the banana breakfast muffins that he had inhaled so enthusiastically only a couple of hours before.

“Right, deep breaths, in and out,” he thought to himself. “You will get through this, you’ve been in worst spots of trouble than here.”

Suddenly, they were plunged into darkness. He couldn’t make out anything around him except for the terrified screams of his fellow passengers and the rushing of the wind through his hair.

With a quick jerk to the right, they were out in the bright sunlight once again. The Doctor clapped a hand over his mouth as they were flipped upside down and then back around.

After what seemed like hours, the world stopped spinning, and the Doctor felt an insistent tapping on his shoulder.

“Hey Timeboy, ready for another go around or have you had enough?”

He slowly opened his eyes and peered up into the flushed and grinning face of his companion.

“No, no, no, no, no,” he stammered, “I want out of here!” He shakily stood up as the restraints holding him were released.

“Oh Doctor, if you could see your face right now! It’s priceless!” crowed Donna as she took his arm firmly in her own and started to guide them towards the exit.

“Please don’t EVER do that to me again!” the Doctor exclaimed, still fighting not to sick up all over himself, and more importantly, Donna’s shoes. She would never forgive him.

“So I take it you didn’t like The Iron Monster?” she teased. “It’s only the BEST rollercoaster I’ve ever been on in my entire life! Brilliant!”

“No and with that, I think I’m ready to go back to the TARDIS,” he said as he gripped her arm tighter.

“Alright, alright, let me get you home and tucked up with some tea. Who would have thought that one teeny, tiny Earth ride could unbalance The Oncoming Storm himself?” Donna’s chuckles turned into full-fledged laughter with tears threatening to spill down her cheeks.

“Harrumph! This is the LAST time you get to decide what we do on Fun Day!” the Doctor grumbled. Yet despite his complaints, it made his hearts soar to see her so happy and carefree as she had been that whole day.

Which is why, not six months later, he found himself being strapped into another steel contraption.

“How do you keep convincing me to do this, Donna?” he asked plaintively.

“Because you love me, Spaceman,” she replied, blue eyes twinkling.

“That I do, Earthgirl, that I do.” He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before gripping the handlebars and closing his eyes tightly.

“WOOHOO!” yelled Donna and they were off once again.
Tags: donna noble, fic: doctor who, fic: steel trap, rating: g, ten, ten/donna
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