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got2haveasmith ([info]got2haveasmith) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2010-06-22 21:39:00
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Day One: 10:30 am
Who: Sarah Jane Smith, Luke Smith (and OPEN to passers-by)
What: Family Reunion
When: Day 1 - 10:30 am
Where: On the street outside Mickey's Diner
Rating: G?
Status: Active



Sarah Jane closed her journal with a loud thud on the table in the diner. It was crowded enough that she didn't think anyone had heard her. Everyone else was talking amongst themselves; she'd slipped into a booth just to check and see who else was here, what other names she remembered...and she'd found the one person she'd prayed never would end up here. Her son. Her Luke.

Glancing over toward the Doctor who wasn't quite her Doctor, and toward Remy, she slipped from her table and outside. She'd told Luke she'd wait for him on the street, so she'd be easier to find. She had to resist the urge to march down the street toward the shops and find him herself. Luke was 15, old enough to save the world, old enough to walk down a street and turn a corner. Even though she had told both the Management and Tonks he was only a child, Sarah Jane didn't consider him such. He was her son, yes, but he was his own person. A child was coddled. A child was kept safe from the monsters. Luke went after the monsters head on, just as she did.

She stood, facing the cross street she and Castiel had walked up earlier, the post office visible from the corner of one eye, the edge of the shops visible from the other. She hoped he wouldn't keep her waiting long. Because even though he wasn't a child, he was still her son, and she needed to see with her own eyes that he was, indeed, all right.

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