|Rose Tyler Will Defend the Earth (plusone) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2011-10-01 10:39:00
|Entry tags:||rose tyler, the doctor (10)|
Who: The Tenth Doctor and Rose Tyler
What: Checking in on a half-dead guy and NOT being in AU Worlds
When: After this
Where: TARDIS infirmary
Rating: PG for mild swearing on Rose's part since HE'S NOT ALLOWED TO UP AND DIE ON HER!
Rose's trips to the TARDIS were fewer and further between than she might actually like, but they were difficult. From all of her friends' points in their timeline, they'd be returning here someday. When they were brought back, even if there were any lingering memories of Lawrence, they'd be back in that place, even if the layout was different for them. She? Wouldn't be. And it was harder every time she walked through those big blue doors. But she couldn't deny she still loved the box and even the newer Doctor's console room and everything about it. And, frankly, she wouldn't have walked away from that tall, gangly idiot she called her closest friend for anything. Two weeks away had taught her a lot. She would make every single minute count.
Finding the infirmary wasn't difficult, despite the TARDIS' always complicated layout. She'd been there enough. But knowing he had ended up there? Scared her. He was supposed to be the invincible one, the one who was able to fix it when it all went wrong. It wasn't like she didn't know he could die. She'd seen it happen. And not just regenerating, because she'd seen that, too. But she'd seen his lifeless body and his equally lifeless TARDIS and she'd seen what would happen in a world without him. And it terrified her. Oh, she knew she'd have to get used to living without him someday. In her world, back where he'd abandoned her. But she wasn't there and she wasn't ready. Not yet.
She slipped in the door, quietly, as he wasn't exactly the only resident. The human TARDIS...well, that was odd, wasn't it? Rose knew that the woman had the entire whole of the TARDIS inside of her. Which meant that she'd also been inside of Rose, and knew her better than anyone, even the man in the bed nearby. She couldn't focus on that. It'd make things so much more difficult. Right. Sickly, frail, nearly dead Time Lord. That she could handle.
Maybe. When she saw him, her breath caught and she bit her lip, silently begging him not to go and die on her. Not now. She'd already had to deal with the fear that she'd be trapped in that world forever. At least in her world, back home, everyone knew what she'd done and where she'd been and who she'd become. Not the one the seal had taken her to. She'd never met this man, with the thick mop of hair and the big brown eyes sadder than any should be. And she hated it.
Swallowing hard, she took a seat at the edge of his bed, reminded of the last time she'd done just that. Just after he'd regenerated. Only so much more time had passed and she cared just that much more deeply. No matter how badly things had gone. He seemed to be dozing, but she supposed he could have just been relaxing. Either way, she was hesitant to speak. Just in case. Instead, she simply reached out and took his hand in hers. Because that's how they worked.