Slowly, it had progressed. She'd always been able to converse with the Tardis in a special way, but now, more so than ever. The Doctor got images, emotions, memories and sometimes even words from his long-time companion, but his less than infinite friends would only get hums and shocks, lights flickering and gestures of rooms and items moving.
Of course, now she could always hear a song, ever since...
She always heard a song wherever she went, and she heard voices whispering. So quiet at the back of her mind that she could imagine they were real. Sometimes, if she concentrated, she could hear words.
Other things gradually changed, miniscule things. Hearing through steel-thick walls. Tasting the most finest granule of the smallest salt crystal. Exemplary stamina, running farther and farther each day without breaking a sweat. She tacked it down to just running every day for her life.
The big things hadn't changed until Rose Tyler died. And was reborn.
BW
"Doctor?" Her wary voice traversed the walls of the Tardis, smooth coral walls projected light illuminatingly, no obvious light source viable for view. A loud crash echoed as Rose flinched, hair swaying as the dimmed night-cycle of the Tardis started to brighten.
"Doctor!" She yelled this time, speeding her slow pace to a jog, until she reached the control room. Smoke wafted through the air, the scent of charred flesh and the tension of electricity strung the air in waves.
The jacket from Janis Joplin was thrown over the jump seat, pinstripe clad sleeves rolled up and greasy, singed. His brown orbs were large and puppy like, two fingers plopped in his mouth. Had the Tardis shocked him again?
"What'd you do to her this time?" Rose was trying to hide the laughter out of her voice, but her hazel eyes sparked with mirth.
"Moo?!" Rose couldn't hold in her laughter now, the way he looked at her like a kicked puppy trying to speak through fingers gagging him. "Em mop mummy! Fe Bumeth me!"
Shaking her head throughout her laughter, Rose made her way over and took the Doctor's singed hand in her own. The skin was red, but healing already.
"That'll teach you a lesson, although I've no clue what you just said." She raised the tender flesh of his ring finger to her mouth and kissed it quickly, softly before letting it go. "There, better?"
When she looked up, she didn't see his gaze shift so quickly that he couldn't of been watching her, not with such a heated gaze that she wished he would. He cleared his throat as Rose's cheeks reddened at what she just did.
"Well," His voice was higher pitched than normal, his girly-I-don't-like-or-feel-comfortable-in-this-turn-of-events-so-I'm-gonna-pretend-that-never-happened voice. Inwardly Rose sighed, but looked back at the Doctor from her shy gaze at the sound of his voice. "What you'd come all the way here for? Shouldn't you be asleep? Well, mind you humans do sleep too much and that's something that you should stop doing but it's not your fault. Your body needs the rest to repair any damage during the day, where it can focus it's time on things like your immune system."
"Doctor?"
"Well, sometimes that's when a virus can really take hold. Ever fall asleep and when you wake up, you feel horrible? Your fault then, for not getting vaccinated. Unless it's a new disease like that one on Notiasocia, remember Rose?"
"Doctor?"
"Everyone had gotten sick, on the entire planet in one night. And they all lived on one half of the planet! The other side was completely forest, and they kept it that way for very traditional reasons. The monkeys there were blue! They even had banana's in every color! Remember the rainbow one? Except it didn't taste like a banana, it tasted like-"
"Doctor!" Rose was waving her hands in front of his face now, trying to gather his attention. She huffed when his delight filled eyes settled back onto the present, onto her.
"Oh, sorry Rose. Running off with my mouth again, eh?" He paused, looking around and uncomfortable, rocking on the balls of his feet. His hand ruffled through his hair, pulling at the strands. He looks every bit a mad scientist ought to, Rose reasoned. Does that make me the mad scientists assistant? Oh, well not... that kind. That'd be... How would it- No! Don't think that! He doesn't like you that way, Rose.
"-up so late?" Rose blinked at him, eyebrows shooting up.
"What?" She asked, and blushed. This time, she hadn't been the one paying attention. He gave her one of his heart stopping smiles, a half sided grin that made him look daft and... But that look... It made her shiver.
"I asked," he reminded her humorously, "'Why are you up so late?'"
Why was she up so late? Remembering that she'd been up for the past few nights with only a good hour or two of sleep each- she'd wanted to ask him if she was sick. Right. Lately she hadn't been able to sleep very often, and for some reason her dwindling amount of sleep had no negative effects. And although Rose wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she was slightly worried. She didn't need Insomnia with her unmentioned schizophrenia.
"I wanted to ask if-"
But he was already checking the monitor, his attention to her lost. Sighing, she settled into the jump seat, wafting in the scent of him and something only sociable of the Tardis herself on his Jacket.
"Well!" He called out, turning to face her with a manic grin, boyish energy infectious. "It's been six hours and you're already awake, so how about we go someplace fun?" She only gave him a piercing, knowing look at which he seemed nervous to. "What?"
"Doctor, you'd said we could go visit my mother."
"Jackie?" He paled, seeming shaken.
"I wanted to give her that boolzi-boluzi-"
"Bazoolium." He corrected her and with a sigh, turned and started to slowly put in their flight coordinates. "It'll take a couple of minutes- ten at the most. Was in the middle of repairs." Frowning, Rose stood and came behind him. Wrapping her arms around his midsection, she turned him around. He eyed her with a reproachful look, but a sense of mirth was hiding behind his eyes.
"Whats got you in a mood?" She asked him.
"I wanted to go look for The Lost Moon of Poosh." He informed her with a sniff, pouting as if he were going to cry.
"Oi, suck it up. Were going, or my mom might slap you."
"Did I say ten minutes? I meant Twenty... five. Twenty-five."
Just something my muse couldn't let go. It'll become a full-fledged series, and will end hopefully well. I've been caught up on Void, and theirs so many possibilities that one can go. So give my an idea in that stories comments if you have ideas. But tell me what you think of this one so far. Tell me if the characters are OOC as well! Review and comment, no flame!
-Change of wings