Do you know that small handful of times that the Doctor mentioned Rose after he lost her the first time? Haven't you ever wondered exactly what the Doctor was thinking when he said it? Well, I don't know about you, but I did. So here's my take on it. Obviously, there will only be five chapters. So enjoy and leave a review as you go!
"It's bigger on the inside," The Doctor mouthed it along with Martha. He always loved that part.
"Is it? I hadn't noticed," He commented sarcastically. He shrugged off his coat and flung it over a coral strut. "Alright, then! Let's get going!" He jumped up to the console and fiddled with the controls.
"But, is there a crew? Like a navigator and stuff?" Martha asked as she followed him up. "Where is everyone?"
The Doctor felt a sudden pang in his chest. "Just me," He replied, attempting to look occupied with the console.
She continued to look around in awe as she asked, "All on your own?" He could detect the slightest bit of sympathy in her voice.
"Well, sometimes I have guests. I mean, friends traveling alongside me." Martha was right next to him now. I had - it was recently," he began. He felt uncomfortable talking to someone who was practically a stranger about this, but Martha had been sending some pretty clear signals already that she was interested in him. And the genetic transfer didn't help any. He didn't think that he could handle something like that so recently after… "a friend of mine," he finished quickly.
"Rose. Her name was. Rose." He finally looked up at Martha and saw the curiosity in her eyes. "And…" He averted his eyes to the controls and spat a lie out that he only wished had been true. "We were together. Anyway!"
He pulled the monitor over to him and hoped that Martha wouldn't touch anymore on the subject. "Where is she now?" She asked. There was an odd tone to her voice when she asked. Something that he couldn't quite put his finger on, but he knew it was there.
"With her family. She's happy. She's fine." The Doctor wasn't sure whether the assurances were more for her or for him. He knew that, truly, Rose was perfectly fine, but it burned him that he couldn't be there with her right now to make sure of that fact for himself. "She's…"
A thought suddenly came to the Doctor. "Not that you're replacing her!" He pointed at Martha. Of course she wouldn't replace Rose. No one could.
"Never said I was." Martha replied with slight amusement at the fact that he thought she might.
"Just one trip to say thanks. Just one trip, then back home!" He said a little harshly. Maybe too harshly by the look on her face. He watched as she took it in with a nod of her head and a set jaw. "I'd rather be on my own."
It probably wasn't fair to Martha, but he couldn't bring himself to care at the moment. He wanted Rose back. She was his best friend. He cared for her. He loved her. How could anyone expect that he'd want anything else?
And that's when Martha came around the console and reminded him of something he'd rather never be brought up again. "But you're the one that kissed me."
"That," He glared at her. "Was a genetic transfer." He moved farther away from her, trying to get some distance, but, boy, if she wasn't persistent.
"And if you will wear a tight suit." She continued with wide eyes, as she followed him around.
He even further away. "Now, don't!"
She didn't stop however. "And then travel all across the universe just to ask me on a date." She prodded.
He was fed up now. Wasn't he sending a clear enough message? He didn't see her that way. He thought that telling her that he and Rose were together would've been enough, but apparently, he was mistaken. "Stop it!" He said firmly.
She was still smiling. "For the record, I'm not remotely interested." Ah, so she had just been messing with him. Or so he hoped. "I only go for humans." She finished.
He gave the tiniest smile of relief then and nodded his head as a sign of consent. "Good." Then, to change the subject, he very abruptly said. "Now, then! Close down the gravitic anomalizer! Fire up the helmic regulator! And finally," He paused for effect. He loved showing off to new companions. Although, of course, Martha wasn't a companion. This would only be a "thank-you trip". He finished, "The hand-brake."
He grabbed the lever that would finish the sequence. "Ready?" He asked her.
She grinned and shook her head. "No."
"Off we go!" And he swung the lever down.
What do you think? Did I keep him in character or was it too weird? Let me know what you think by dropping a review on the way out! I love you all.
