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Title: Girl in Every Port
Author: [livejournal.com profile] tree_and_leaf
Characters: Sarah-Jane Smith, etc.
Rating: PG.
Words:: 1177
Spoilers: School Reunion, Hand of Fear.
Summary: She knew this man when she was younger. Just not the one the Doctor was thinking of.

She had hardy been able to believe her ears when the Doctor had asked if she hadn’t settled down with someone and had kids. After all those years, and all that stuff about how primitive humans were, and he came out with a question worthy of a Daily Mail editorial writer. As if a woman couldn’t have a satisfying life without a ring on her finger and a baby on her hip! Still, perhaps the loss of Gallifrey was making him sentimental. Grief did funny things to people, grief over the loss of things they’d never really appreciated when they were there most of all, perhaps. As she knew… And Rose probably wasn’t helping him there, whatever she was doing for him otherwise. Nice kid, but head stuffed full of romantic notions. Could stand to read some Beauvoir, too… Sarah didn’t think she’d ever been that young, and really, it had been that that had stung in the encounter. Not so much jealousy of Rose’s relations with the Doctor, but that easy elastic youth and bounce that let her take off with him.

She’d said, with an impressively straight face, "Well, there was this man when I was younger… no-one ever compared," and he’d actually believed it. God, he was vain, even worse now than when he’d had the grey hair and the penchant for velvet smoking jackets, and that was saying something in all conscience. Only then it had struck her that actually, it was sort of true, and it hadn’t seemed funny anymore.

Not the Doctor, but Harry. Who’d loved her, had been driven crazy by her in both senses, but that was OK, because, back on earth, she’d found that suddenly the same thing had gone for her. He’d not rescued her from Aberdeen or anything ridiculous like that, because Aberdeen was hardly the end of the universe, but they’d picked up the threads, had a few drinks, though they weren’t actually drunk, and found themselves, rather to their surprise and delight, in bed together. And it had been good. Astonishingly so.

And that had been it, more or less. They’d never married, never even lived together, but they were together, none the less, when Harry wasn’t away with his ship (he’d gone back to the Navy) and she wasn’t off chasing down a story. It had worked. She’d have hated being an officer’s wife, and Harry had known that as well as she did – he wasn’t as clever as the Doctor, but in some ways a lot more perceptive, even if he never did stop calling her "old girl" (sometimes she thought he liked picking fights over trivialities because making up was such fun). Being what Harry insisted on calling "my girl in every port", though – that worked.

The only time anyone brought up the subject of marriage, it had been her that did so, haunted by guilt that she was short-changing him.

“Let’s get one thing straight, Sarah,” he’d said. “Yes, if you wanted to marry me and start a family, I’d love it. But I know you, and –”

“If you’re thinking of saying anything along the lines of ‘half a loaf is better than no bread’, Harry Sullivan, I will never speak to you again,” she said, indignant despite everything.

“I was going to say, I love you and I want to be with you. Not my idea of you. And if you married me because you thought I’d be unhappy if you didn’t, well-”

She’d cut him off there, because that, really, was the most perfect and honest and Harry-ish thing he could possibly have said. “Steady on, old girl,” he’d said, when he was able to breathe again, and she’d said, “Harry, you are impossible,” and he’d said something really stupid like “Nothing’s impossible to an officer and a gentleman,” but the stupidity hadn’t mattered, because he’d had those wonderful deft experienced hands just where it always drove her crazy, and then –

Well, never mind that. That had been on his last leave, before the tour he’d never come back from. Killed in a helicopter accident, back on secondment with UNIT, a real accident, no aliens involved or anything, just mechanical failure, a stupid and inappropriate way for a Navy man to die, but when was death ever anything but stupid and inappropriate?

No ring, no marriage certificate, no widow’s pension; and she wasn’t even listed as his next of kin, because there was that brother Harry’d never really got on with and she’d loathed on sight. But the Brigadier had come in person to tell her, and as soon as she’d seen him on her doorstep, face set, she’d known, even before the words were out of his mouth. He’d only said “Could I come in, Sarah?” and not explained why he was there until she was in the living room and near a sofa, and that alone had told her what he was going to say.

She’d wondered, for a while, whether she shouldn’t have married Harry, whether she’d not appreciated what she’d got. But he'd had been right; it wouldn’t have worked out. Perhaps if he’d lived, perhaps when she’d been older... But she didn’t think so; and anyway, she’d never know, and it was useless to speculate. The universe could be a cruel place, it gave you beauty and snatched it back.

But she’d always known that; she hadn’t needed a thousand-and-something year old alien (especially if he was vain enough to have knocked a few centuries off his age) to tell her that. It hadn’t even needed that damned faulty Chinook and that cairn on a Highland hill, though that had been an extra twist of the knife. No-one who lost their parents before they were old enough to remember them needed reminding that life was short.

Life was short, but it was for living. No-one had ever measured up to Harry, and nothing had ever been quite the same as walking the sands of an alien world, but there was a big, exciting world on her doorstep to explore. She hadn’t lived like a nun, and she hadn’t been miserable.

All the same, it had been good to see the Doctor again, even if it had been a little melancholy, a reminder of her lost youth. And of Harry. He hadn’t asked after Harry. Perhaps he’d known – she had an idea he kept up with Alastair, on and off – but he could have said something. When we’re gone, we’re gone, is that it, Doctor? she had thought, and even as she knew she was being unfair – his whole planet gone, no wonder he shied away from discussing loss – it kept her from feeling much of a pang when she heard the TARDIS dematerialising.

I knew this man, once, she thought, we used to travel together. And somehow no-one ever quite matched up. Not even you, Doctor, much as I love you.

But it was a beautiful day, and there was always something new on the horizon.

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Date: 2009-04-07 10:51 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] wychwood
This is lovely. Poor Sarah! I like the relationship you show her having with Harry. And I like her less-than-flattering thoughts about the Doctor *g*.

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Date: 2009-04-07 11:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] parrot-knight.livejournal.com
Thank you. Not only did you put Sarah and Harry to good purpose here and say something honest about relationships, but in Who terms I think this rescues latterday Sarah a little from the use to which she is put in School Reunion and also Journey's End. The first I could apologise for, but I hadn't foreseen it becoming the basis for an ongoing character arc... It's right that Sarah should love, though; it doesn't flatter the Doctor, or the series, or the audience, if all his companions are left bereft at the end of their time with him (though we have Martha picking up her life and getting on with it, of course).

I have my own idea of something that went on between Sarah and Harry, different from this, but haven't yet written it down.

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jumping in!

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Date: 2009-04-07 11:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] minerva-fan.livejournal.com
You have made me smile. Now I need to go do housework, but at least I can do so with this WONDERFUL story in my thoughts. :) Thank you.

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Date: 2009-04-08 12:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarlania.livejournal.com
Awww that is so sweet and wonderful! Poor Sarah! There needs to be more Harry fic out there.

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Date: 2009-04-08 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] almosee.livejournal.com
I really love this. I mean really, really. I love the way you took that sentance to the Doctor and turned it around. And I absolutley loved your Harry :D

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Date: 2009-04-08 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rose-cat.livejournal.com
Oh, this is wonderful. I love your conversations between Sarah and Harry -- warm and humorous and IC. (I'd forgotten what a great Team TARDIS the three of them made, also.)

And this --

...a thousand-and-something year old alien (especially if he was vain enough to have knocked a few centuries off his age)...

-- made me snicker :D

I knew this man, once, she thought, we used to travel together. And somehow no-one ever quite matched up. Not even you, Doctor, much as I love you.

I still believe it could have been him -- or is that just wishful thinking on my part? -- but it's a great alternative take on "that scene." I really don't see Sarah, the Sarah of Classic Who, as having been as lost as the scene hinted at, anyway.

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Date: 2009-04-08 05:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smtfhw.livejournal.com
Wonderful!

I particularly liked "Nice kid, but head stuffed full of romantic notions. Could stand to read some Beauvoir, too…" but then, I am that generation of feminist...

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Date: 2009-04-08 08:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nineveh-uk.livejournal.com
I have seen very little of Old Who with Sarah-Jane in it, but I was very entertained by this (especially the Doctor being a bit of a vain old buffer, in his way).

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Date: 2009-04-08 08:49 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] el-staplador.livejournal.com
What is it with you and killing people? This is lovely.

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Date: 2009-04-08 12:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rivrea.livejournal.com
Oh, that's a lovely take on Sarah-Jane's portrayal in School Reunion and the ways in which it might diminish the character -- while your story magnifies her.

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Date: 2009-04-08 04:13 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] thisbluespirit
Well done. I loved your turning around of School reunion (because, yes, indeed, like Sarah would ever spend that many years just moping around after anyone. And it's weird, i was having a conversation about a similar but very different sort of story elsewhere...

This is great and I love your characterisation of all of them.

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Date: 2009-04-08 07:59 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] paranoidangel
I really enjoyed this. I like that you have Harry being intelligent, because he was really, and he knew the only way a relationship between himself and Sarah would work.

And Sarah was totally talking about Harry in School Reunion :)

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Date: 2009-04-08 08:01 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] akashasheiress.livejournal.com
I loved this! Sarah/Harry is has grown on me to the extent that I'm currently working on a fic about them myself. I also like to think that the ''man'' Sarah referred to was Harry, even though she loved the Doctor (in a platonic sort of way).

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Date: 2009-04-09 11:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lsellersfic.livejournal.com
I liked this very much. A good rescue for both Sarah and Harry.

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Date: 2009-04-09 11:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sacred-sarcasm.livejournal.com
I'm shamefully ignorant of old!school Who so my knowledge of Harry is sketchy, but this was lovely. I like how pragmatic Sarah Jane is, while not immune from attacks of the guilts and the hints that she knows that the Doctor was keeping up with some old friends (the Brigadier) while happily dropping others (most companions).

I think Rusty's can't-live-without-the-Doctor problem is partly his brand of atheism, as you suggest, and partly just the result of putting such a superfan in charge. RTD loves the Doctor, idolises the Doctor, was devastated when old Who went off air. I don't think he's quite able to separate his fannish need for the Doctor from the best storytelling options.

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Date: 2009-04-09 12:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] finisterre.livejournal.com
This was grand. Concise and sparely written, with a Harry who isn't a wet weekend in Skegness and plenty of adult emotion. It reclaimed the character retcon of School Reunion, which I hated, and turned it into something sad and lovely. Thank you

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Date: 2009-04-09 08:04 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lullabymoon
Ooh lovely! Nicely written and I adore the differnt reflection of the Doctor.

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Date: 2009-04-09 09:14 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] snorkackcatcher
Nice -- I've a soft spot for Sarah and Harry, and this is a well-done reinterpretation of SR. :) (Fully agree that Team Tardises tend to work better when there's more than one companion, btw.)

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Date: 2016-03-15 07:16 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] eiffel_71
Great portrayal of Sarah and Harry, I totally believe they would have had a relationship like this.

I've always been fascinated with fics explaining how Sarah got home from Aberdeen. For me Harry picking her up makes perfect sense, it might not be the end of the universe but if you haven't got the train fare on you... I've seen fics with her hitchhiking it though, I can see her doing that.

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