Welcome to my new story. This is a Doctor Who/ Sherlock crossover. This is post-Doomsday; I'm going to do a small thing on that. And for Sherlock and John, it is mid-season one. I'm trying this out.
"Offline," drilled the mechanic voice of the operating system. That sound scared Rose to death. The lever pulled back, and she stared at it, horrified.
From her hold on the clamp, she struggled to reach for the lever. Rose grunted, struggling to reach for it. She realized she had to let go of the clamp.
She caught onto the lever and pushed it back the right way. She held on with all her strength, but it wasn't enough.
She slipped and released the lever.
Rose was dragged backwards, towards the void, towards the daleks and the cybermen. Away from the man she loved.
Rose felt as if she was in slow-motion. She heard the Doctor scream her name. She braced herself. She was going to die.
SLAM! Rose crashed into the wall as the void closed. She groaned in pain. She put her hand to her head. When she pulled away it was covered in her blood.
The Doctor ran over to her. He squatted next to her and put his sonic to her head. He adjusted the settings and ran it over the back of her head. It immediately felt a bit better.
She sighed in relief, not yet comprehending what had happened. She wrapped her arms around the Doctor after he helped her up. He did too.
Rose jolted awake from her dream. Maybe it was more like a nightmare. Sitting up, she felt the back of her head. She winced from the slight pain it gave her, but she barely noticed it anymore.
She was too preoccupied with her internal pain. Rose felt a lump forming in her throat. She closed her eyes, willing herself silently not to cry. She had cried enough. She was pretty sure she had soaked a few of the Doctor's shirts, because he always held her when she did cry.
Rose knew he blamed himself. She wished he didn't. It wasn't his fault, none of it. Pete had made Jackie go back, not him. Rose had chosen to come back to him. The lever slipped. She fell.
He even found a way for her to say goodbye to her mum. It was a teary goodbye. It turned out Jackie was pregnant. Rose would never know if she had a brother or a sister. Then it was over, and Rose would never see her mum again.
She hoped Jackie was happy. Of course she is Rose thought. Jackie had Pete, Mickey, and the oncoming baby. But that didn't stop Rose from missing her. She assumed that her mum missed her daughter too.
But Rose had the Doctor, and he was enough for her.
Sighing, Rose got out of bed. She pulled on a pair of jeans and a faded blue sweatshirt. She slipped on her trainers and walked out of her room.
When she got into the console room, the Doctor was tinkering with the TARDIS. He was grumbling, which meant the Old Girl probably didn't want him to mess with her.
The console let out a few sparks, and the Doctor jumped back, yelping. He huffed.
"Will you behave? I'm trying to fix you!" The Doctor whined. In response, the TARDIS let out an angry-sounding hum, as if to say "all you're doing is making it worse." Rose smiled.
She cleared her throat and the Doctor turned around.
"Oh, hello." He said awkwardly, touching the back of his neck.
"I want to do something today. Something exciting." Rose exclaimed, toying with the ends of her hair.
The Doctor nodded. A grin spread across his face
"I have just the right place in mind."
…
The Doctor had taken Rose to the most peaceful planet in the galaxy. Which, of course, meant they were taken prisoner almost immediately. Apparently, there was a war on, and the Vrolox (whose planet they were on) had assumed the Doctor and Rose were spies for the other side.
The Doctor's explanation was that he misjudged there landing by about a thousand years. No big deal. Supposedly, one thousand years in the future, this was the most peaceful planet. Just not now.
After breaking out and running (lots of running, got to love it) to the TARDIS, the Doctor and Rose curled up together in the library. The holographic fire was on, warming them, and they also had a blanket or three strewn over them.
The Doctor read to Rose. She listened, but not intently, and felt her eyelids become heavy. She soon fell asleep to the sound of the Doctor's voice.
…
The Doctor noticed Rose's breathing patterns slow. She was asleep. He brushed her hair off of her face and slowly eased her off of him. He lifted her, and carried her to her room.
The Doctor set Rose down on her bed and pulled the covers over her body. Not thinking, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. Then he left the room and walked to the console room.
…
It had been a couple months after Canary Wharf and the Doctor had taken Rose to several "peaceful" places. There was a planet with a round-the-clock pink sky. The Doctor explained that to her, but she wasn't paying attention to him. She was looking at the sky. The suns were dipping low on the horizon and it was breathtaking. The chatter of the native folk was quiet and cheerful, and Rose was happy as well.
"I want to go back to London. Maybe not my time, specifically, but we haven't been to Earth in a while, and I kind of miss it." Rose explained.
The Doctor nodded.
"Okay, he agreed." He glanced at her and smiled. "Tomorrow, I'll take you back to Earth."
…
Rose lay awake in bed, awaiting the morning. She was a bit wary of going back to Earth, but she figured it was about time.
She tossed and turned and still could not get back to sleep.
"Not too long." Someone whispered. Rose jumped out of bed, frightened. She whipped her head around, looking for the voice. She turned on the light, and scanned the room some more. There was no one there.
Maybe it was just her imagination.
Maybe it wasn't.
…
The next morning Rose was still awake, creeped out from last night. She took a shower and tried to wash her fear and doubt away. It didn't work.
She dressed casually, jeans and a jacket. She combed her hair and applied her makeup minimally. She noticed she applied it less than when she had first met the Doctor. He really did boost her confidence.
She left her room for the kitchen. Rose just made toast and tea, and had just started to eat when the Doctor came in.
"Finally, you're up. I've been waiting for hours." The Doctor complained.
Rose rolled her eyes.
"Good morning to you as well. I made some for you too." She said, gesturing to the plate and cup across from her. She smiled, and the Doctor grinned back.
As they munched on their toast and sipped their tea, they sat in companionable silence. Rose mulled over the thought of telling him what she had heard last night. She decided against it. No point in worrying him.
…
In the console room, the Doctor set in the coordinates for the TARDIS.
"Allons-y!" And they were off on another great adventure. It would turn out to be better and worse than anything they could imagine.
And that's it for chapter one. Tell me what you think. Love it, hate it, dig a hole and bury it? Should I continue? In the next one, the Doctor and his companion meet the investigator and his companion. Muahaha.