Trap
The TARDIS had many secrets, and Rose knew she would never know all of them. Even the Doctor couldn't.
However, he did know about the maintenance trapdoor. Rose didn't.
She stepped into the open hole (he needed to be more careful) and crashed into a mass of wires and strange bits and bobs.
The Doctor heard her shriek from a few rooms away. He came running for his girlfriend - companion - they had yet to name their relationship.
"Rose!" He exclaimed, helping her up. "Are you alright?"
"Bloody..." She muttered. They kissed softly, and he carefully closed the trapdoor.
India
The Doctor, Rose discovered, kept a group of rooms dedicated to his favorite planet - Earth. Each room was themed to a country. She supposed it was also for his companions, if they got homesick. The walls contained images of landscapes. Rose first stumbled into India, and was assaulted with elephants and the Taj Mahal. She thought she'd left the TARDIS.
When she asked the Doctor about it, he showed her the UK room. Rose saw it - the streets of London, everything - and cried. It had been too long since she'd visited.
He held her as she sobbed.
Muse
One of Rose's favorite things in the TARDIS was a carving in the library of the nine Muses. It was made of marble, as pristine as the day it had been carved in ancient Greece.
Rose was not particularly well-versed in mythology, but what she knew, she loved.
Eventually, she asked the Doctor about them. He launched animatedly into a tale, gesturing and babbling. And she listened, fascinated by both the words and the man.
She loved this - loved his enthusiasm, loved him. She was happy in the TARDIS, learning and traveling with the Doctor.
Everything was so perfect.
Wrong
After the Doctor lost Rose at Canary Wharf, he felt wrong. He was alone - and bad things happened when he was alone.
And he had lost Rose. Rose, his Rose. And he was her Doctor. Without her, he was... He didn't know what he was. He was just lost.
It was wrong, not to see her making tea or coffee in the kitchen, or buzzing about the console. It was wrong that the Doctor never told her he loved her. It was wrong, it was all wrong.
And it would never be right. Not without her. Not without Rose.
Key
Whenever Rose was in danger, she would grasp her TARDIS key. She knew it was connected to the Doctor's life; if it was warm, he was alive. And if he was alive, she was safe.
But if it was cold... Rose didn't want to think about it.
She couldn't let him die without telling him she loved him. But she could never do that - the Doctor was a Time Lord; he had no interest in loving a human. They stayed too still, died too soon.
So she kept hold of the key, fearing that it would become too late.
I have enough prompts for six weeks, so I don't need anything else for now. I'm also doing this for a variety of ships, so check around. Updates Mondays, starting 2/10.
