the child of Boeshane

“all the time.” she replies. 

“a few years ago I had t’ destroy the lone cybermen. your father warned me ‘bout him and I had t’ fix a mistake I made.” she steps forward. “Let’s go. I need t’ see what they’re doin’” she was already on her way to the city centre, or at least thats where she thought she was heading. 

“what---no, never mind,” jess shook her head, following after the doctor with a growing frown on her face---she could ask her dad about it later, all it took to get the difficult answers was a drink or two---and she called out, “you’re going th’ wrong way.”

His mum had given him the necklace under the condition that he would share it with his betrothed, but Sam had long since realized that he would never marry, even if he came out of the war unscathed, and he also knew that Jack would outlive him, and he so adored Jack that it seemed inevitable, really, that he should press the heart-shaped locket into Jack’s palm after pressing a quick cheek to the other’s cheek.