An Untold Story
Rose
The comforting sound of the TARDIS filled my cell as I sat, curled up, on my bed. It had been much too long since I had seen my husband. The TARDIS' sound seemed to me the most beautiful. It brought hope to all who heard it. To many, it was the sound of a savior, to others, the battle cry of a warrior. But to me, it was the sound of love returning for me and the sound of adventure.
I quickly grabbed my vortex manipulator and my blue journal, filled with so many of my adventures with the Doctor. I slipped out of my cell with ease; so much for the highest security prison in the Universe. I ran my hand across the familiar blue door of the TARDIS before entering. Oh, how I loved that ship. "Hello, Sweetie"
"Ah, River! Hello! How's Stormcage?" he replied, running around the consul excitedly.
"Oh, a bit boring this time of year, but I manage. Where are we going?"
"London! Not exactly sure what time quite yet. I'm letting the TARDIS choose, it'll be a surprise. I do love a good surprise."
"Doesn't she always have the last say in where you go?" I asked mockingly. After nine hundred years you would think he could control the TARDIS. "Where are we?" I asked, flipping through my journal. "Have we done Louisiana, 1892 yet?" I felt tingles shoot down my spine at the thought of that memory, it was one of my favorites.
"Yes, we have, River. Might I say, one of my favorites," he gave me that kinky smile of his and I knew he was running that memory through his mind again… and enjoying every second of it. "What have you got for me this time?" he questioned, winking at me.
"Spoilers," I replied. I liked to keep him guessing. I felt the usual jolt; the TARDIS had landed.
"Geronimo!" the Doctor yelled, as he took my hand and ran to the door, dragging me along with him. I could not help but laugh though, he could be so cute sometimes.
"Ah, London. Judging from the buildings, models of cars, and-" he stuck his tongue out and proceeded to "taste" the air, "huh, interesting. I'd say we've landed in the twenty-first century. Somewhere around 2005 or 2006." He was trying to impress me again. Oh, my Doctor.
"Where to now, Sweetie?"
"I know this great, little shop with the best fish fingers and custard," he told me excitedly. I giggled. My mother had told me that story quite a long time ago. Actually, I heard it twice. In New York, and when Amy told me the day after it happened. I was suddenly aware of my parents' absence.
"Where are Amy and Rory?" I asked. I still did not know if he knew about me being their daughter yet.
"Oh, I dropped your parents off at their house," he replied, unknowingly answering both of my questions. "We have plenty of time for fun," he winked at me again. Oh, the possibilities.
The Doctor intertwined his fingers with mine and we made our way through the bustling streets of modern London. When we entered the little, hole-in-the-wall shop, the Doctor chose a booth in the very back. People could not hear our conversation with the both of us being time travelers. We sat across from each other and I had a good view of the door, so I was able to watch the comings and goings of everyone in the shop.
We began speaking of our adventures. About five minutes after we finished eating, to blonde women walked in, one in her fifties, the other in her twenties. It was funny, but I felt like I had met the younger of the two before. The Doctor took notice of my bewilderment and turned around to see what, or rather who, I was looking at. When he turned back to face me I noticed he had suddenly gone pale. Pain was written all over his face and he kept silent, refusing eye contact. "What's the matter, Sweetie?" I asked, genuinely concerned.
"Nothing, nothing at all, Darling," he replied, trying to brush it off. But he was a rubbish liar when he was in pain.
"Don't you dare lie to me," I answered sternly. He sighed, knowing he would have to confess.
"That girl over there, that's Rose," he answered reluctantly. I knew I had heard that name before, but where? "She was my companion a few years ago, before my last regeneration," he told me, now quite close to crying. I moved to the other side of the booth to comfort him.
"You don't have to tell me if-"
"No," he cut me off, "it's about time I tell you what needs to be told." He began telling me of his history with Rose. He told me of Bad Wolf, Cybermen, and Daleks, he told me of the end. "She was trapped. There was no way to save her without destroying the Universe. She was the only girl I ever loved so much… other than you, dear. But, at least, she has the human version of me with her, along with both of her parents, the new baby, and Mickey the idiot. Well, the future version of her anyway," he said, gesturing to the girl. "And I have you." I could not help but smile as I wiped the tears from his face.
"You will always have me," I answered before giving him a quick peck on his cheek. "Come on," I told him.
"Where are we going?"
"Back to the TARDIS." I grabbed his hand and led him out of the shop, smiling at Rose as we passed her. I have my ways of cheering up the Doctor, but I cannot really say. You know, spoilers.