Here is the first chapter of my new fanfic,
I do not own Doctor Who would love to but not that rich, lol.
Will be rated M for future chapters. Picks up just after The Wire.
Let me know what you think
'Rose, No please don't leave me, I'm begging you.' Ricocheted through the halls of the Tardis to where Rose Tyler was making tea.
'DOCTOR?' Rose called from the kitchen.
As she wandered through the Tardis looking for the doctor she felt the old girl pulling her further into the depths of the Tardis till she was standing in front of a door. The door was covered in what she could only guess was Gallifreyan writing because the TARDIS refused to translate it. She knocked on the door and got no response so she tried the handle which to her surprise opened on the first shot. 'Thank you Old Girl' Rose said as she walked in and felt the corresponding warmth from the Her in response.
Inside the room was a massive king size bed draped in Tardis blue sheets. What surprised her most was the man tossing and turning in the middle of the bed. Normally the Doctor would have been the one to wake her up ridiculously early, not the other way around, something was obviously wrong.
She walked across the room to the bed and sat on the edge, 'Doctor, wake up your dreaming'
No response so she grabbed his shoulder and tried to shake him awake. 'Doctor, WAKE UP'
All of a sudden he reaches up and grabs her around the waist and drags her down to him. Rose is so stunned she can barely move, she can never get used to the changes that this new Doctor has gone through. When she returns to her senses she tries to wiggle out of his grasp but he just holds her tighter. 'Doctor you've got to wake up' she says to no avail. Now that she is beside him he is no longer moving but has settled down to a peaceful sleep with a smile on his face.
Rose figures she might as well wait til he wakes up and enjoy this while it lasts because this is the closest they have ever been, Even though a certain part of him keeps digging into her back.
Rose can feel the Tardis smiling in the back of her mind, Rose just scowls at her half heartedly too comfortable and warm to complain and surrounded by his scent.