Disclamer: I don't own Doctor Who and no money is made off of this; it's just for fun.

Characters/Pairing: Sally/Larry, 10th Doctor

Genres: General

Rating: K

A/N: Cross-posted on under the username "TenObsessed", that's me!

"What's the point of Brighton without beach?"

"It's 2 degrees out!"

"So wear a coat. For God's sake, I'm not asking you to jump in the water; let's just take a walk."

"Fine, fine. You've dragged me to Brighton, you may as well drag me to the beach."

Sally laughed as Larry pulled on his jumper. "You'll have fun, I promise!" Larry shrugged, but he knew she was right. Lately, their life had fallen into a routine. He never used to mind routine. But Sally wasn't like that; she craved adventure and spontaneity. And she somehow made him crave it as well. Brighton wasn't the height of adventure, but it was something different. And Sally was with him; he always had fun when she was around.

"Right," he said at last. "To the beach." Sally grinned that gorgeous grin of hers and he wondered how he kept this girl around. They had been dating for a year and a half now, ever since they had met the Doctor in person and Sally could finally move on from the whole weeping angels thing. He shook his head slightly thinking of that day. Completely mental, that was. He was glad it had happened though; it was an adventure of a lifetime. A million times better than the MMORPGs and sci-fi movies that had filled his life up to that point. Not to mention, if it hadn't been for those angels and the Doctor, well, he knew Sally wouldn't have thought twice about him.

"Smile!" Larry was pulled out of his thoughts by Sally sticking her camera in his face. He looked up in surprise as she snapped what he was sure was an embarrassing photo of him. They were just stepping onto the beach, which was empty. Sally let the camera hang around her neck as she took Larry's hand. "C'mon, I'll race you to the pier!" She dragged him along until he was running beside her, then their hands parted as she sprinted ahead. He kept her pace fairly well, but was fully out of breath as she reached the pier just a second ahead of him.

"You said we were taking a walk, not a run," Larry accused between gasps.

"Oh, stop complaining," Sally rolled her eyes. "Hang on," she added, glancing around. "Bit weird, isn't it? I mean, it's not exactly peak tourist season, but the pier is empty."

"Not...entirely...empty" Larry managed between breaths. At Sally's confused look, he pointed behind her. She followed his gaze and gasped.

"Hold on!" A familiar voice chimed, "I know you two! Sally Sparrow! I had a feeling we'd meet again one day."

"Doctor!" Sally gasped, then smiled, "What are you doing here? Getting yourself in trouble again?"

"Oh, always."