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Every day it felt as if that flat they shared in London was becoming less and less James' flat and more and more their's. It was mostly the little things: the invasion of her clothing, new books added to the shelves, more colours added to the decorum, and photographs she had decided were much more fitting than the sparse decorations previously up. It was beginning to feel like a home to Sarah Jane, much like their flat in Milliways.

But maybe more than anything that made her feel as if she actually lived there was the arrival of a letter with her name on it in the post that day. She had stopped to check on her way back from the gym, and absolutely beamed when she opened up the letter - from an up and coming women's magazine - and read the words that told her that she was now a published writer in James' world as well as her own.

It was a small piece she had written, based on something she had once done for the Metropolitan, on the ever changing societal role of women in London -- now updated for the 21st century. And inside was a check for the rights of the piece, and an offer to continue writing on a more permanent basis.

Smiling to herself, Sarah head upstairs. It wasn't the London Times, but it was a start. A start that, in her opinion, deserved a relaxing bubble bath until James came home.

Date: 2007-05-10 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] callitavesper.livejournal.com
James feels like he's in one of those great romantic scenes of films, the ones that can only exist on a giant screen, not on a street in London. But it's fitting, isn't it? He's under scrutiny of a camera in another world, a mythic figure who has no business existing on a mundane, three-dimensional street. Perhaps it wasn't a stretch for him to be here, romancing the woman he loves before an avid audience.

Ha! He did have an avid audience, didn't he? Figures. They don't matter, now. She matters. He stares down at her, smoothing her hair beneath his hand. As long as forever lasts. The last forever he thought he had lasted only a few weeks. How long would this forever last? Staring into her eyes, he wishes forever would be just that: forever. But he never had a say in these things, did he? Still, looking at her he's confident that, for however long forever lasts for them, forever would be wonderful.

He kisses her again, soft and sweet and not too short, not too long. The audience is starting to get to James and his stomach is rumbling for attention.

Date: 2007-05-10 06:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com
Sarah Jane probably would never have an ordinary life. Not with travelling with the Doctor, not with marrying a spy and always thinking in the back of her mind that perhaps the life she's living right now is a part of some other world's Bond films.

But she doesn't care because it's better than a normal life. So much better.

She savours the last bit of the kiss before finally pulling away and nodding to the car. They could quite possibly be forever content with just kissing and touching each other. But now it was time to celebrate the rest of the day with other necessities, like food.

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