Inspired by: Heck if I know...

  Cywren glared at the blonde, getting so angry that she wanted to harm someone.

"Cywren? You okay?" Veronica asked, placing both her hands on her shoulders.

"Yeah," She answered quickly and briefly, glancing away from her ginger friend, avoiding eye contact with everyone.

"Cywren, come with me," She said, taking Cywren's hand and leading her away from the group of friends and the stranded survivor the group found, Jemma Bradley.

  She has straight blonde hair and gleaming blue eyes, and might have been crushing on Timebomb.

"Cy, I know how you feel," Veronica whispered, looking at me with pity.

"How I feel? What do you me 'how I feel'?" She yelled, getting super defensive.

"Cy, you're jealous," She said, placing her hand on my shoulder.

"Jealous?! I am not jealous!" She yelled, blushing every shade of red.

"Cywren," Veronica said, giving her an intense look.

"So what if I am jealous?" Cywren asked, turning away and sprinting off, tears slowly falling.

"Timebomb!" Veronica yelled, watching as Cywren ran away.

"Yeah?!" Timebomb answered, turning the corner quickly.

"She needs you. Now," She said, pointing at the ginger who was entering the TARDIS.

  He was quick on his feet to sprint across the large plain.

She slammed the TARDIS door, instantly falling on her knees and sobbing.

She lost everything she loves and cared about to a stranger.

She then heard footsteps outside the door as she picked up her Jayhawk and pointed it at the door.

Opening the door was Timebomb.

Her hands began shaking as she dropped the weapon and broke down again.

Timebomb rushed over to her and wrapped her in his embrace.

"Hey. Hey. It's okay. You're okay..." Timebomb whispered, brushing strands of her red hair out of her face.

  She had eventually calmed herself and she hugged him for dear life.

  He placed his lips on the top of her head.

"Veronica explained. And I'm sorry. You do know I like you, right?" He said, breaking the silence.

"I don't know..." She whispered as another tear fell from her eye. He wiped it away.

"I do. And I do like you. More than I should..." He whispered as she pulled him down into a kiss. A long and passionate kiss, mind you.

"I like you, too, Timebomb," She whispered while they both smiled a tad bit. Enjoying each other's company.

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