Word Count: 2847
Author's Summary: Sarah decides to break out of the rut she's in with Harry... but the exciting new date she accepts for Valentine's isn't all that she hoped for.
Characters/Pairings: Sarah Jane, Harry Sullivan
Recced because: I wanted to end the week with something sweet and romantic and this story fits the bill perfectly. Adorably in character and it puts a smile on my face every time. Enjoy!
“Well, I was looking at the calendar yesterday, and I noticed it’s nearly Valentine’s Day,” Harry points out. “It’s Tuesday,” he adds, since Sarah rarely keeps good account of the date.
“Unless you’re busy, of course, I thought we might go out for dinner. Just for a bit of fun.”
They’ve had this conversation ten times before, the Sunday before Valentine’s for each of the ten years since Sarah returned from her travels with the Doctor, and yet he always makes the invitation as though it was the first time - an afterthought, nothing more. No expectation must be assumed, no implication allowed to work into his voice. He did not own her, nor her time, and the day he implied as much even with the best of intentions, he knew full well she’d be gone. It is imperative that the tone of the invitation be kept as light as possible.
Some years he almost resents her for making him walk on eggshells like this, year after year. And yet, he has never managed to convince himself that she isn’t worth every minute of the effort, once she accepts. And she’s always accepted, after all, so really...
“Er... Harry, I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I’ve already made plans.”