Word Count: 1891
Author's Summary: Romana and Ace don't so much meet as collide. An explosion is bound to follow.
Characters/Pairings: Ace/Romana II
Recced because: It's hot, it's awesome, and it's beautifully in character. I love the idea of this pairing and the author does such a good job of setting it up and making it believable. Delicious.
As they picked their way through the pinkish sludge that remained of their former enemies, however, Romana did think it was probably a good idea to say “Thank you,” at least. Particularly since Ace had kindly offered her a lift.
“I was in the area,” Ace replied, waving off Romana’s attempt at politeness. “And you weren’t going to get far without a Tardis, were you? At least with me you’ll end up in the right universe. We can try for Gallifrey in the morning, if you’re up to it.”
“You shouldn’t have a vortex manipulator,” Romana told her, trying to sound stern.
“Yeah, and you shouldn’t tried to take on all those squid-things by yourself. Looks like we’re both flawed. Come on - I’ve got a place we can stay the night.”
The flat - on Earth, in London, which would not have been Romana’s first choice for a place of respite, but she could hardly complain at what was effectively charity - was small and crowded with books, laboratory equipment, and clothes. A baseball bat leaned against the couch, and it didn’t look so much like someone lived there as like someone stopped by every now and then on the way from one place to another, and never bothered much with what she left. Ace blushed and cleared away a small pile of dirty dishes and empty take-away containers from the empty crate that seems to serve as a coffee table.
“I’m not home much,” she admitted, looking embarrassed.
“I know the feeling,” Romana remarked wryly.