Chapter one.
Rose:
'Here we go again' I thought as I rolled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to throw up for the third time this week. I was getting used to it bit by bit happening in the mornings but I had no idea why. I thought it might be something to do with how much I missed the Doctor but really I didn't have a clue.
"Rose, sweetie, are you ok?" I herd my mum, Jackie, yell from two bedrooms over.
"Yeah, I'm fine mum" I shouted back, before leaning over the loo again as I felt bile rise in the back of my throat.
""I'm taking you to the doctor's today" Great now Mickey was awake and getting involved.
"Does it mean leaving the house?" I yelled back.
"Yeah, of course" Mickey replied.
"Then it's not happening" I told him, then I got shakily to my feet and went to his bedroom door. "I'm not leaving the house. Not now, not ever" I said determinedly. I haven't left the house since the day he left me one the beach, and I had hardly come out of my room as well. I just couldn't face the world out side without him there to hold my hand through it all. I knew it was stupid but I couldn't let go of the hope, the idea, that there was one tiny whole in between the universes he could get through and I knew, I had faith, that one day he would come back for me and we would be together again.
And so I waited. In my house, mostly my room. For hours and hours on end I would just sit in one place and cry out for him in my mind. In those time tears would always dribble down my face, there was nothing poetic about it like some writers said, it was just pure pain and hurt soaking my skin. Sometimes I even hurt myself, I cut my side. Never my wrists. God, what would he think of me now? A Rose Tyler to scared to even go out side her own house. A Rose Tyler who gave in to all the pain and hurt and anger she felt. I hated myself for what I had become but I couldn't snap out of it, it would take him to brake me free.
"How the hell did I end up here?" I muttered to Mickey as I sat in he doctor's waiting room.
"You saw things for better?" He attempted humour. I turned my 'pack-it-in' glare up to 10.
"I dragged you here because I'm evil and I want you to get better?" He smiled at me.
" Shut it" I warned him. Oh god how did I let him talk me into this? I suppose I ha wanted it to sop as well but… just stepping out of the house I nearly gave up.
"Rose Tyler, DR. John Smith will see you now" My heart skipped a beat. John Smith, it was the name The Doctor used to hid him-self. I jumped up and practically ran to the said room. I yanked open the door, my heart hammering wildly, to find some fat 40 something year old looking startled. Mickey caught up with me.
"What was that about babe?" I couldn't even look at him. I turned to walk away but he grabbed my wrist.
"Please Rose, just to make sure your ok. Please" His eyes pleaded with me and I sighed, turned around and walked into the room.
"From the symptoms you have been describing Miss. Tyler, morning sickness, constant tiredness etc, I think there can only be one answer" I knew what was coming, it clicked and I just knew.
"Congratulations, you are 3 months pregnant" I was sure my heart stopped for a moment. Three months. The last time I was with him. I hadn't even kissed Mickey since I had been back. Oh My God. It was The Doctor's.
