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fandom_muses April

Soulmate

If there was ever one bound to be soulmate to another, the Doctor was mine. Or I was his, whichever arrangement of those words means that I was irrevocably and undeniably bound to him, without hope or desire to change it. Somewhere along the time we spent together, at someplace in between what I thought I knew and the little that I actually knew, he'd held my hand and shown me the things that existed in between. I didn't fall in love with him then, but that was when I knew something deeper. Something greater and more persistent that I wasn't ready to confess to.

Right before Christmas, the last one that we spent together, and the first, come to think of it, everything changed. He changed, really, changed face, voice, hair style and colour, everything about him went up in a blinding glow of light and changed into something else. And that something else was everything I had ever let myself hope for.

I didn't know what the world could be like until he showed me, and after that I knew there was no going back. Because even if there were other people along the way, even if the past was crowded with the hearts of those who had loved him and who he had to leave for one reason or another, it didn't change how I felt. Nothing changed that, and nothing would, because for the first time, I knew where I really belonged.

And that place was with him.