Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1682
Author's Summary: His knees buckled as the world went dark.
Characters/Pairings: Harry Sullivan, Sarah Jane Smith, Fourth Doctor
Recced because: I love Harry Sullivan. I admit it. He may be an imbecile, but he means well and his relationship with Sarah Jane makes me happier than I can say. This story is a perfect example of why I think those two are so adorable together. Sweet and touching and Harry being so, so Harry.
When Harry woke, he simply lay there in bed for a moment and listened. He heard movement nearby, and he frowned as his last memory fell back into place. "If you drug me again," he said matter-of-factly, "we will be having words."
The laughter he got in reply was feminine and definitely not the Doctor. "I'll keep that in mind."
His eyes shot open. "Sarah?"
"Don't even think about sitting up." As if she could read his mind, she placed her hand on his chest to keep him in place. "The Doctor said you needed to stay in bed a little longer."
Harry frowned. "What happened?" he asked. "And please answer this time."
Sarah's relieved smile faded. "You were shot." Hesitantly she grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. "By the palace guards on Ssarunis."