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The Doctor (timelordlastof) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-03 21:18:00

Entry tags:

complete, day four, rose tyler, the doctor

Who: The Doctor and Rose
When: A continuation of this
Where: The TARDIS
What: Catching up
Rating: PG-ish?
Status: Complete

After it was decided that they'd leave the party and go find someplace to catch up in private, the Doctor took Rose's hand and smiled. "Of course you can see her," he nodded, with regard to the TARDIS, where they'd spent so much of their time together in the past. It seemed appropriate, somehow, to rekindle their oddball relationship in such a familiar place, instead of the one they found themselves in at present. That, and the Doctor always felt more comfortable there.

However, after everything that had happened, it was taking a great effort to act normal around her without spilling the beans. But the more that the Doctor saw and experienced in this strange land, the more he wondered whether or not there was any point in keeping it all under wraps.

When they got to the TARDIS, the Doctor grinned happily as he unlocked the door and threw it wide. It was exactly the same, of course, with the notable difference being that the jar with his hand in it was gone. And it wasn't ever coming back.

"Welcome home, Rose Tyler," he smiled, gesturing for her to enter first.

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plusone
2009-04-04 02:05 am UTC (link)

Welcome home indeed. It truly did feel like returning home after a long journey. And Rose was, wasn't she? How much time had she spent in the safety of this big blue box? Everything looked so familiar and so...comforting. In this strange new world where everything was insanely different, the TARDIS truly was home.

Rose turned, taking in the sights around her. Everything was the exact same as it had been that moment she'd run into it after him in order to get away from the Autons. But instead of staring at it in shock, as she had at nineteen, she merely closed her eyes and breathed it in. She didn't look at him for a moment; if she did, she was afraid it would be too much all at once and she'd break. Instead, she began to slowly circle the main console, her fingers touching the familiar, getting reacquainted with each little curve and crack.

Finally, when she felt she could handle it, she turned to face him wearing a bright smile. "This is possibly the most perfect thing in the entire world." For a brief moment, her face fell. "Well... It'd probably be better if she wasn't trapped here, too, but..." Her hand rested lovingly against the ship, letting the excess energy fill her. Sure, they were trapped there, but a selfish part of her didn't mind. She'd made a handful of friends since arriving, she had Jack around, and now...this. Whatever this was. Maybe it would amount to nothing but what she'd had before, but even that was more than the numbness she'd been walking around with since that day at Canary Wharf.

"I can't believe you're even here. Either of you, for that matter." Because, after all, the TARDIS really did think for herself sometimes. May as well consider her one of the group, in the end.

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timelordlastof
2009-04-04 10:17 am UTC (link)

The Doctor watched his old companion wander around the TARDIS in her formal wear with a grin on his face and his shoulder resting against the jam. It was brilliant, and so familiar, like waking from a dream and finding that just a little part of it was real. And the Doctor had retained the best bit of the dream. He'd been able to keep Rose.

Taking off his cape, the Doctor tossed it over a bit of the TARDIS and then strode up the walk with his hands in his tux pockets and a little bounce in the balls of his trainers. "You have no idea how brilliant this looks," he grinned, looking pleased as punch as he gestured at Rose, and the TARDIS in general. And the ship, she was happy. Very happy. Every bit of her shone a smidge brighter, and the humming noise that was a constant, even when she was in less than the best shape in the world.

"I'm just glad you're here," he admitted with a little shake of his head, smiling at her. "You know, she kept your room just like it was," he grinned, gesturing down the hall toward Rose's room. That was a fairly consistent thing the TARDIS did with all of the Doctor's companions over the years, but he figured that Rose might like to see her old room.

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plusone
2009-04-05 12:16 am UTC (link)

At that, Rose's eyes lit up as if he'd just told her it was Christmas and her birthday all at once. She'd wanted to ask but had honestly been afraid to. The thought of someone else, anyone else, sleeping in her old room broke her heart. It had taken twice as long to adjust to her room at her father's house because she'd ached so to be back here. Even if she was living in a mansion with anything she could've asked for, her heart was still in the TARDIS.

With barely a blink, she gathered up her skirts and grinned. "What're we waiting for?" she asked him, and turned down the familiar corridor towards her old room, pausing only briefly to admire the parts of the ship she hadn't seen in years. Finally, finally, as if it had been hours rather than a mere couple of minutes, she swung the door open, knowing he was probably not far behind her. Rose breathed in deeply, tears springing involuntarily to her eyes. For a moment, she could almost imagine that she'd never left, that they'd just returned from some Renaissance-era voyage and she was about to go tuck herself in, but not until teasing him for some event or another that he'd caused on the trip.

A bittersweet smile flickered over her face and she leaned against the wall, not wanting to walk in just yet. She wanted to take it all in. They could be home tomorrow, for all she knew. They knew so little about this place and how things carried on at home while they were there. If, for any reason, this was her last opportunity to be in the blue police box, she wanted to make it worth it. "God, it's just perfect," she murmured, not so much to him as just out loud in general. "Just...completely..." She didn't get to finish her sentence, though, as she made her way to the bed and picked up a piece of lilac coloured fabric lying there. "You actually kept this old thing?" she questioned, holding up the hooded jacket she'd worn so often on their adventures. It smelled of him and the TARDIS and time itself.

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timelordlastof
2009-04-05 09:34 am UTC (link)

Oh, the TARDIS would have never allowed a companion to double-bunk. She was far more possessive than that, and over the many, many years that the Doctor had been running this gig, there'd never been a problem when it came to room. When each companion left, their room was sealed off, only able to be entered by the said companion, or the Doctor. From Susan to Sarah Jane, from Grace to poor, poor Donna, it kept them all. Especially Rose's.

Grinning at her in that old familiar way, the Doctor wandered down the hall with his hands in his pockets and a rather bemused look on his face, letting her have a moment before he came up behind her, taking her spot to lean against the door jam as she wandered about the room. "Brilliant, eh?" he asked with a little smile, watching her amazed face, drinking her in like it was the last time he'd ever see her. Because no matter how many times they said goodbye, it still killed him. He needed to cherish the time he had left with her.

"Yeah, I did," he admitted with a barked sort of laugh, dragging his hand through his hair on the way back to scratch his neck awkwardly. "You left it on one of the rails...Donna thought I'd kidnapped and disposed of you because of it," he chuckled, shaking his head. The memory was a nice one now. Now. He looked a bit sheepish as he remembered how irrationally angry he'd gotten with the woman for touching it. "I put it in here after it stopped smelling like you," he admitted with a twist of his lips that clearly stated that he was currently feeling like a twelve year old boy.

Moving over to Rose, he looked down at her and then grinned. "You're home," he said almost disbelievingly, and then cupped her face, looked at her for a moment, and then crushed her to his chest in a huge hug. "Blimey I missed you."

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plusone
2009-04-05 10:07 am UTC (link)

Donna? There'd been another one? Hell, how many bleeding people had he picked up? Rose had always had the feeling that time passed differently in her new universe than his, but it'd still only been a few years. Had they all been there at once? Did they just come and go? Who would ever leave this life unless they absolutely had to?

And as she looked up at him as he cupped her face, she also had to wonder. Who would ever let him go? She'd have given her very soul to stay in this place by his side, with the TARDIS watching over them. In a way she had when she'd literally let the Vortex consume her soul in order to return to him on Satellite 5. And now, in a lesser sense, she'd let the cannon consume her, refusing to believe in any sense of the words that it wouldn't work.

She smiled easily when he admitted he'd held on to it because it smelled like her. She'd quite honestly slept with the shirt she'd worn on the day she'd died in her old dimension. It was the last thing she had that had any traces of him to it and she'd only moved it into her closet when Jackie began complaining. But it had still stayed there, the heartbreaking memories that accompanied it mingling with the memories of his smiles and encouragement. "I should wear it for a bit while I'm here, then," she told him, her voice cracking slightly. "Get it all good and Rose-smelling again." Just in case. God, she wished there was more certainty to all of this.

But then he hugged her close, and Rose realized she couldn't care less. Certain of tomorrow or not, she was going to take advantage of every second she had. Against all the odds, she was there, in his arms. She finally gave into the tears that had been threatening to break all night, and found herself sobbing into the fancy dress shirt he wore. "I missed you so much," she confessed, her arms wrapping around him and clinging as if she feared ever letting him go. And maybe she did. "I was so scared... I hated not knowing what had happened to you. Where you'd gone, if you were alright." Even her last moments with him, with merely his image as a comfort, had been ruined by not truly getting to say goodbye before he was snatched away.

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timelordlastof
2009-04-05 12:00 pm UTC (link)

He saw that little look in her eyes and smiled slightly, shaking his head. "You spoiled me, Rose," he admitted. And it was true. She had made him a better person, but he still needed someone there. Someone to reign him in, to remind him of who he was, to keep him from going too far. And really, Rose had shown him that, more so than any companion before or after.

The Doctor shushed her as she cried all over his shirtfront, rubbing one hand down her back and cupping the back of her head with the other, clinging to her just as desperately as she clung to him. "I'm sorry, sweetheart," he whispered at her blubbering, wishing that he could tell her it all, that he could bring her up to speed. But what would she think of it? Of him leaving her with his doppelganger? Of her - really - being alright with that in the end? He just didn't know that he could take that risk. She could easily hate him.

Stooping, the Doctor caught Rose behind the knees and lifted her up into his arms, carrying his crying love to the bed and sitting with her in his lap, wiping away her tears with his thumb and kissing her forehead. "You're safe now. I'm here and you're safe," he promised, his words mumbled against her hair.

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plusone
2009-04-05 02:26 pm UTC (link)

She'd always hated appearing weak, and even more so in front of him. But, in turn, he was one of the few Rose would ever have allowed to see such a vulnerable side of her. He'd captured a piece of her, whether he'd meant to or not, and for that, she'd give him anything. If he wanted to see her vulnerable, he would, and much more on top of it. She'd already bared her innermost feelings to him; what else could he possibly ask of her?

It was wrong to feel so hurt and so loved at the same time. Who did that? How had he always been able to do that? She remembered being completely terrified of his newly regenerated self, and yet standing by his bedside, urging him to live because she knew how empty she'd feel with him gone. Since the moment she'd met the man, it had been that way. Always trusting him blindly, no matter what scenario they found themselves in.

One hand reached to rest tenderly against his chest, feeling the comforting beat of two hearts resting within him. The first few times he'd hugged her, she'd found the sound appalling. Now, it was the most reassuring feeling in the world. "But for how long?" she whispered. "The stars... I know it sounds crazy, but I knew you were the only one who'd believe me... They're going out, one by one, and there's no time to waste and we're here instead of there..." She shook her head before burying her face back into the warm safety of his chest. "And the worst part is that I almost don't care because at least here, you're with me." Maybe, in the end, she wasn't worthy of the title he'd given her. Defender of Earth, indeed. Defender of Her Own Emotions, maybe.

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timelordlastof
2009-04-05 02:46 pm UTC (link)

"It's alright, Rose," he promised, running his fingers through that blonde hair that he'd missed so much. The little details, the shape of her eyes, the line of her mouth, things that he'd cherished so much and had thought he'd forgotten, were still there. She was still there, warm and safe in his arms. And as far as the Doctor was concerned, he was never going to let her go.

She was so worried, so upset, he just had to tell her something. Anything. "It's alright," he said again, turning her face up to look at his. "I know what's happening, or what happened, at any rate. It's over now, it's all sorted," he promised. "I can't - I can't tell you all the details, you know that, but it's sorted. I promise. Everyone ends up where they're supposed to be." And again, he'd ended up alone.

"But even if I didn't know that," he admitted quietly, cuddling her close again. "I'd feel the same way as you do. I've got you. I just don't care." And really, the fact that he was given this was huge. The biggest price a Time Lord paid was to always be alone. To always be saying goodbye. But here, in this place where they were all trapped and helpless, he didn't have to.

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plusone
2009-04-05 03:32 pm UTC (link)

He knew? What did he mean it was all over now? And she wasn't entirely sure she liked the sound of 'everyone ends up where they're supposed to be'. I have to live on. Alone. When would that statement stop haunting her? Had she found him? Where did they go? What was it he wasn't telling her? "How do you know?" she questioned. A memory of something she'd read in someone else's journal tickled the back of her mind, but in her current state, Rose simply couldn't remember. "It hasn't even happened yet!" She looked up at him, then, her smile slightly sardonic. "Unless you've picked up powers of perception since I last saw you. Always wondered about that, you know, always seeming to know everything and yet not the future."

There were certain bits of the laws of time and space that still flew past her. She tried. God knew she tried. But she'd told Sarah Jane that sometimes the Doctor would look at her like she'd dribbled down her shirt for a reason. He was brilliant in a way she couldn't even begin to comprehend. Partially because she hadn't actually finished school, nor did she have her A-levels, but mostly because the human brain was just too simple to comprehend what his Time Lord one did.

She hiccuped, then, the sound interrupting her weakened tears and making her giggle slightly. Rose was becoming increasingly aware of just how closely linked they were at that moment. And it wasn't like being curled up with Jack only a few nights before. As attractive as Jack might've been, he was someone to flirt with and play around with. This? This was the Doctor, and he was cradling her close and dredging up dozens of memories and daydreams that had been all she'd had to go on for the last several years. "You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet, don't you?" she questioned a beat later, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.

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timelordlastof
2009-04-05 04:36 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor sighed. "Time's not a straight line, Rose. It's fully of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey...stuff." Clearly, a sentence that contained those words never quite went out the same way it'd started. Oh well. "It's in flux, at any rate. And I've a time machine. You'd think that you'd be used to this by now," he teased, tugging on her hair affectionately. "From speaking to Jack about things, I reckon that this Jareth character pulled you lot from a different point in your personal time lines than he did me. It happened, Rose. Just...for you...not yet," he shrugged. Made perfect sense to him, at any rate.

"I do what I can," he said with a little smile, stroking her hair and brushing the last of her tears off of her cheeks. Then he leaned in and kissed her forehead before resting his against it, closing his eyes and letting out a sigh. "I'd thought I'd lost you. Again. I don't think I can survive it a third time." And that was quite enough of that, so he pulled back and winked at her. "I like this face, after all."

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plusone
2009-04-05 07:34 pm UTC (link)

No matter how insane the whole ordeal was, Rose had to give a little smile despite herself. Nothing made her quite as happy as his teasing, his tiny displays of affection, and his discussions of timey-wimey stuff. "I know it's not," she countered, reaching up to trace the lines of his face with the tip of one finger. "But you also said one's not allowed to mess with their own personal time, right? I mean...the church and all..." That was a time she'd rather not remember. It'd been one of the few times he'd yelled at her, and her heart had broken watching her dad's brave sacrifice. All in all, a painful day. "So... I don't know, isn't this basically impossible? If that's all something that's already happened, but we're here, and I'm here before it happened and you're here after it happened...?" Oh, she may have been used to the fact that it happened, but she'd never get used to how it all actually worked. The very thought gave her a headache and she closed her eyes against it.

"A third time?" God, she'd been right. Everyone being back where they were supposed to be meant in his world where the stars weren't going out and everything was safe, she wasn't with him. After all she'd done, everything she'd gone through, and it was in vain. For a moment, her finger stilled against his cheek. Didn't he know that's where she was supposed to be?

But she had here and now, right? The Doctor was holding her, closer than she could've dreamed, in the TARDIS which almost hummed with energy. And though she hadn't forgotten those last words she'd spoken to him on Dålig Ulv Stranden, she could only hope he would. Or maybe she should hope the opposite. "You know as well as I do, we can't worry about that now," she told him, brushing the lightest of kisses against his cheek. She took a deep breath and forced a smile to her face, pulling away a bit so she didn't feel like she was clobbering him, but not enough so that they were no longer touching. "Suppose we're lucky we've got this, right? We've even got strangers from other planets, just like old times."

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timelordlastof
2009-04-05 10:18 pm UTC (link)

He thought back to Doctor River Song, and how he'd met her before he'd met her, and she had all of these memories of the pair of them that the Doctor hadn't experienced yet. It had been confusing, even for him, and he could understand the little creases in Rose's forehead, even as he reached out a finger to smooth them away. "Those rules are my rules - Time Lord rules - Rose," he reminded her. "And this Jareth bloke definitely isn't a Time Lord." He was operating with reckless abandon, and the Doctor was holding his breath, waiting for the whole planet to crack in half in protest.

Whoops. He hadn't meant for that bit to come out, but there it was, and he might as well foul things up properly, if he was going to at all. "You went back with your family," he said with a nod, and then scratched his forehead. He remembered watching Rose kiss his doppelganger on that blasted beach and sighed. "You were on your way to being very, very happy," he promised, and from the look on his face, it was clear that he'd sort of been left with the short end of the stick on that one.

After she was done shifting, the Doctor took her small hand in his, curling his fingers around hers, finding the spots that had been his for so long. "We're very lucky," he agreed with a grin, and then winked at her. "All we need is a good set of invading aliens, and it'll be just like London."

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plusone
2009-04-05 11:10 pm UTC (link)

That, Rose wouldn't dare argue with. Mr. Sparkly King was no Time Lord. She may have only seen two of the Doctor's regenerated forms, but both had been a thousand times more human - and better looking - then Jareth could ever be. Even if he wasn't exactly human himself.

On her way to being happy? How? How in God's name could she be happy if it didn't involve traveling with him? Did she want to ask? Oh, hell yeah. Most definitely. But she wouldn't. It had occurred to her during the course of the last few minutes that she didn't want to know about this future. Her world was safe, and so was his. That was what mattered, in the end. That and his hand was in hers the way it had always been before. "Invasions are so yesterday, Doctor," she teased him, nudging his knee with hers. "These days it's all about the ones who get kidnapped by over-dramatic goblins. And up and change genders. Oh, yeah! And vampires. Don't forget the vampires."

Was she actually getting excited? Yeah, probably. But how could she not? It really was sort of like old times. Creatures she'd only dreamed of, a mystery to solve, wrongs to right, and this extraordinary man at her side. Rose gave his hand a squeeze, leaning her head against his shoulder.

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timelordlastof
2009-04-05 11:46 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor's eyebrow of doom shot up his forehead and he looked decidedly confused for a millisecond, and then grinned, his eyes bugging a bit the way they did when he was ready to pop out of his skin and go running off in search of the newest weird thing they'd found. His grip on Rose's hand even tightened, as if they were about to start the running that they'd done so frequently through their times together. Things were back to normal, it seemed.

"Gender-swappers? Vampires?" he repeated. "Do you mean plasmavores, or actual, honest to goodness, Dracula vampires?" he asked, raking his free hand through his hair, sending it off in a million directions and looking a cross between worried and confused. Not that either emotion would stop him from figuring this all out. It was what he did, after all.

Suddenly, impulsively, reflexively...aww hell, he just did it spur of the moment, like he did most things, the Doctor cupped Rose's face in her hands and planted a kiss right on her mouth before jumping up and bouncing back and forth between each foot, beaming. He had everything he could ask for, right then, in that moment. "This is fantastic!" he beamed, biting on the tip of his tongue and shoving his hands in his pockets, looking like a little boy with a brand new bike.

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plusone
2009-04-05 11:58 pm UTC (link)

Rose burst out laughing, leaning back on her hands as she watched him all but dance around. Her cheeks flushed slightly at his kiss, but she allowed it to warm her just the same. It was a start, and a much needed one at that.

Her giggles continued as she pulled herself into a sitting position, cross-legged on the edge of the bed. "Honest to goodness Dracula ones. Honest to goodness don't get burned by sunlight if they're really old, don't eat regular food because they can't, don't have to kill when they're feeding if they don't want to, and... Hang on, he added something else... Oh, right, and a bite doesn't necessarily turn you into one vampires. Quite the talkative little thing, too. Reminds me of someone..." In exaggeration, she tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Just can't place who."

For the moment, she'd leave out the part where she may or may not have been flirting with said vampire. Somehow she had a feeling it wouldn't have the effect she wanted. Instead of making him jealous, she was likely to just get a lecture about how it was dangerous and she shouldn't be involved in those sorts of things. He'd learn enough if he read through enough of his journal. If he were patient enough to sit down with it, that was. "And my, uh, date this evening? Alien. Comes from some planet called...Kinmoku, I think? Yeah, apparently, she was a guy when she invited me. Craziest thing I've ever heard, but it was kind of hilarious." She'd have to send Yaten a note or write a nice long apology for abandoning her. Things had come up so quickly, though, and she wasn't about to pass up the chance to be in the TARDIS for an evening.

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timelordlastof
2009-04-06 10:57 am UTC (link)

The Doctor continued to bounce around as Rose explained the vampires that she'd found, and then made a face at her. "Oh shut it, you," he grinned, picking up a pillow and batting her on top of the head with it. "How did you find all this out? I mean, he told you and let you just walk away?" That didn't seem right, even though he was very glad for it. He'd lost her too many times to have to do it all over again.

"You are just an alien magnet, aren't you?" he laughed, relieved that her 'date' had been too weird, even for Rose, by the sound of it. He couldn't imagine her shacking up with someone else. Not that she was shacking up with him...But still.

Speaking of...The Doctor reached out and wound a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "You know, this room's still yours. If you...wanted to stay here, that is," he shrugged slightly. "I'll get you another key if you need it, and all of that." Awkward much?

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plusone
2009-04-06 12:32 pm UTC (link)

"Oi, do you have any idea how long this hair took me?" she scolded, carefully patting the top of her head. Still, she grasped the pillow he'd bopped her with and held it close, reveling in the playful banter that had returned almost immediately. In some ways, it really was like she'd never left. Except now she knew to cherish every single second with him.

Rose shrugged, her expression somewhat sheepish. "Technically, I didn't talk to him. Least, not in person. Those journals are pretty handy things, actually. Bit like Facebook with your own handwriting." Not that she'd used the program much, but Mickey had and had talked plenty about it. "But yeah, he was going on and on about immortals versus mortals, and hey, I figure I've my own share of experience with immortals, so I chimed in, and he told me loads about the whole fact versus myth and everything. Oh! Met a vampire slayer's best friend, too, she's nice, talks a lot. This place is sort of incredible if you think about it."

An alien magnet? Her? Well, she knew one alien she was rather hoping to have a magnetic pull with, but most of the time she didn't even think of him as one. And, at his suggestion, she didn't even blink. "Well..." If she wanted to? Was he kidding? "Oh, I don't know. I mean, the rooms here are so comfy and cozy. I mean, I've only been here what, four days? Feels like home already."

And then, to counter every word she had just said, Rose jumped off the bed, huge skirts barely holding her back, and threw her arms around him in a tight hug. "You really mean it?"

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timelordlastof
2009-04-06 01:09 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor smiled. "It's lovely, but I'm still going to bean you when you deserve it," he teased, dancing out of the way before she could make any sort of retaliatory movement.

Well, that made him feel a bit better about things. At least she wasn't getting all comfy and cozy with vampires. One worry off of his mind. Then again with Rose, there were always a thousand more waiting patiently to take it's place. She seemed to always be getting in trouble, had been since the day he'd met her. It stopped surprising him at this point. "It is incredible," he agreed with a shake of his head. "I just wish that this was less of a compulsory visit," the Doctor added with a dirty look in the general direction of the control room of the TARDIS. Not being able to come and go as he pleased was starting to wear on him in a rather odd way. Sometimes it was all he could think about, and others...it just didn't matter.

The Doctor's face fell. He'd never imagined in his wildest dreams that she wouldn't want to come home. But before he could get too upset about it, he had a Rose on top of him. Literally. He'd barely caught her, and had landed on his back in trying to protect her from hitting the floor. Looking up at her with a laugh, the Doctor shook his head at her. "Of course I mean it, you twit," he said, but his tone wasn't a teasing one, more so quiet, emotional. He reached up to stroke her face and sighed. "I want you with me, Rose."

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plusone
2009-04-06 09:20 pm UTC (link)

He'd dubbed her 'jeopardy-friendly' for a reason, and she really did have a tendency to wander off. It wasn't intentional, Rose just had a natural curiosity for things that went on around her. That curiosity hadn't always led to bad things, after all. Her desperation to meet the alternate universe version of her father had led the two of them, plus Mickey, to stopping the invasion of the cybermen. Sure, they'd almost died in the process, but how was that anything new?

A tiny little part of Rose found a hint of vindication in the fact that the Doctor was stuck on this planet, just the same as anyone else. That tiny little part was that piece of her that had been angry with him, knowing what she knew about being able to break through dimensions and yet he hadn't figured it out for her. She'd been trapped on a plain, every day Earth while he continued his voyages around the galaxy.

But it was difficult to be angry when he was holding her, protecting her as he'd always done before that day in Canary Wharf. With a gentle smile, she laced her fingers together and propped her head on his chest, looking up at him with a sparkle in her eyes. If only he'd mean that how she wanted him to. "I think you just miss my French toast," she teased him, though she dropped a playful kiss against his chin. "And my singing in the shower, you know you miss that lovely sound echoing through the TARDIS. Even more when she sang along."

She was really coming back. For whatever time this Jareth person was keeping her for, and longer if she could manage. She'd be home, in the blue police call box that had been such a major part of her life. It didn't get better than that.

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