Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 4665
Author's Summary: In order to get a rare substance for the TARDIS, Harry and Sarah must get married. Too bad the Doctor didn't give them much advance warning.
Characters/Pairings: Sarah/Harry, Sarah/Fourth Doctor
Recced because: This is funny as the Doctor hints at things and fails to tell Sarah and Harry other things. I like the initial idea of Sarah and Harry having to get married in order to get a part for the TARDIS, but what makes this fic stand out is what's happening between Sarah and Harry, and Sarah and the Doctor.
“Nothing unconventional at all,” the Doctor insisted in his low, booming voice. Placing one arm around Harry’s shoulder and another around Sarah’s, he led the couple back towards the command center. “There’s nothing more natural in the universe than a man and woman getting married.”
Sarah dug in her heels, slipping out of the Doctor’s grasp and refusing to budge. “Not natural when the man and the woman are not in love and never even heard about said marriage until the morning of, thank you very much!”
“Well, it sort of came up,” the Doctor explained.
Harry chuckled. “You know, this sort of thing never happens when he’s not around.” He nodded to the Doctor, winking at Sarah. “It’s not a real marriage he’s proposing, you know. No connubial expectations.”
Sarah blushed and glared at Harry with the same venom she’d been reserving for the Time Lord. “You think this is funny, don’t you? Both of you?”
“Well, it is rather–“ Harry caught sight of Sarah’s expression and changed tacks. “No. No, it’s not funny at all.”
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