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The Doctor was just standing there, staring at the hat River had just shot off his head. His eyes were shadowed by his now-floppy hair and his expression unreadable. Rory was the only one to notice he wasn't being as bouncy as usual. In fact, Rory was almost more than a little scared of this side of the Doctor.
"You shot her hat."
"What?" River asked in her normal, callous manner, before turning back to her gossip session with her mother.
"You. Shot. Her. Hat." The Doctor ground out. Literally. Rory could see his teeth grinding. Now he was way more than a little scared. But at the same time a little happy that his daughter was about to be told off. God knows she wouldn't listen to him or Amy, and that irked him to no end!
"No, I shot your hat." River said slowly, as if talking to a child, still oblivious to the Doctor's angry demeanor.
"Let me explain it this way, Melody Pond." The Doctor sneered, turning to glare at River, or Melody as he called her. "You shot one of the last things I had from her, as it was a gift, just the day before Doomsday. Armageddon. The Apocalypse. The end of the world as we knew it. What ever you want to call it, that's where I lost her. She let herself be lost, so you could be born! And this is what you do? You shoot one of the last remaining things I have of her? Why don't you go into her room in the TARDIS and shoot all her personal things as well, then?!" The Doctor shouted, finally lifting his head so they could see his face. His eyes were filled with rage and fire, and the Oncoming Storm reared his head once again, as it had before, when Rose was in danger, and then again after Rose was lost in the parallel universe, and yet tears were running down his face. But Amy, Rory and River don't know that, about Oncoming Storm, and they had never seen the Doctor cry before. All they know is that he is really scary when he is like this. Well, Amy and Rory think so. River, being her normal, brash and oblivious self, gets turned on, and attempts to flirt with him. She doesn't know the Doctor was only flirting back to distract himself from something, or someone.
"I'll buy you another one. That one looked all old and ratty anyways. I can't wait to see you wearing only the cowboy hat I bought you." came River's attempt at flirting with him. What happened next shocked all of them.
"No." The Doctor growled. This shocked them all, because they expected him to pout for a little bit, respond to her flirting with his own, and then smile when she promised a new one, as well as blush at her comment. None of them expected him to growl at her, much less be so upset over a hat. He wasn't this upset even when she had shot his fez.
"What?" River asked, flabbergasted at his response.
"I. Said. No. That one was old and ratty, because I wore it often!" The Doctor growled, still glaring holes into River's head.
River scoffed. "Who bought you that ratty old thing, anyways? Butch Cassidy?"
"No. Rose Tyler, defender of Earth." The Doctor whispered the next part, but Rory still heard. "And my yellow-and-pink human." All the rage had seemed to leave the Doctor, leaving him a sad, 1000+ year old man in the body of a teen. Rory was shocked. Rose Tyler, the Rose Tyler, Defender of Canary Wharf and of Earth, had traveled with the Doctor? From what he gathered, as Rory was very observant, being a nurse, and forgotten most often, he saw the little things everyone else over-looked.
"You loved- hold on, no, not loved. Love, still do, still love her, don't you?That's why your flirting with River was half-hearted at best, you were trying to distract yourself!" Rory spoke up, shocking all, as he had been forgotten, again. Amy, listening to what her husband said, got mad.
"Raggedy Man, were you just using River, my daughter, as a means of distracting yourself? I swear, if you were, I will make you regenerate this instant!" Amy shouted, walking, marching, more like up to the Doctor and shouting in his face. The Doctor's face went from sad and lonely, to sorrowful as he nodded at Rory's words, back to the Oncoming Storm as Amy shouted at him. Well, we see where River gets her obliviousness and callousness from, Rory thought wryly, looking at the danger his wife was getting in. Rory knew she deserved her just desserts. She deserved whatever she got from provoking the most volatile man in the universe, especially at his most vulnerable time.
"Stupid bone-head,"he muttered, turning his glare on his ginger companion. Haven't used that one in a while, almost, what, two hundred, three hundred years? a Northern Accent piped up from the back of his head. Even I haven't used that one! A Scottish accent spoke in response to the Northern accent's comment. Shut up both of you! The Doctor growled, before upping the intensity of his glare on Amy.
"Me, using her? Since when have I ever used anybody like that? If anything, she knew she would never hold my hearts, but tried anyway, and used me!" The Doctor roared, surprising everyone, including himself. He hadn't spoken like that since his ninth regeneration. The Doctor calmed down and sobbed. Again, Rory, being the closest, not to mention, most observant of the humans, once again heard him. This time he whispered, "Rose, it's been so long. Where are you? Where's Jack? Where are you...?" before he put up his bouncy, happy mask, and returning to his TARDIS, giving only a wave towards Rory, when he saw it.
A golden glow. Around Rory? No, next to him. taking the shape of a humanoid female leaning on him. River and Amy jumped at her seemingly sudden appearance, Rory glanced over at her, looked away, then looked at her again and scooped her into a hug.
"Aunt Rose! It's been so long! Are you really Rose Tyler, the one who fought in Canary Wharf?" Rory babbled at a speed to impress the Doctor, speaking more than any of those, besides his 'Aunt' Rose, had ever heard from the oft-forgotten nurse. Rose, laughing, returned the hug, and nodded the affirmative to Rory's questions.
"And just who are you?" An angry Scottish accent burst the happy moment just then.
"His godmother/honorary aunt." came the curt reply from the blonde.
"Wha-what?" the ginger Scotswoman spluttered, as the Doctor walked over towards them. River thinking he wanted to apologize, stepped forwards, only to stumble when he brushed past her.
"Rose, is that- is that really you?" he almost whispered. The blonde, now confirmed as Rose Tyler, nodded tearily at seeing her love had regenerated yet again, as well as finding him amidst his crazy looping time-stream. The Doctor reached Rose, and Kissed her, deeply, passionately, needily, putting all his sorrow and loss and regret, as well as happiness, love and fondness into that one kiss. They both pulled away when the need for air arose, when all of a sudden...
*CRACK*
"What was that for? Oh, it was for leaving you in Pete's World not once but twice, right? i deserved that. Oh, yes i did. I shouldn't have done it. I'm sorry Rose, so very sorry." the Doctor babbled after being slapped, before shaking his head, and commenting, "You really did inherit Jackie's slap. Owww... I think you might have dislocated my jaw... *POP* All better!" The Doctor said, before the blonde was ripped out of his arms by another very irate blonde, who made to swing at her. The Doctor made to step forward to put her in her place, when Rory put his hand on his arm, and shook his head. He turned to see a very nimble Rose, bad thoughts, Doctor, bad thoughts, avoiding all of River's swings and punches. Both Rory and the Doctor looked on in pride as the blonde who was important to both of them owned River in just a few moves.
"Now, tell me, just why, did you decide it was a good idea to pull me away from my Doctor?" Rose said, pulling the wrestling hold she had on River tighter.
"Because your Doctor died, and this one's mine" River grunted, and at the last word flipped over and pinned Rose, or at east tried to. She didn't get anything but a few more bruises and a serving of dirt as Rose shifted her grip, forcing River's face into the dirt.
"Silly, silly, silly Melody Pond. He is mine, always has been mine, and always will be." Rose's voice took on a mystical timbre at her last words, almost a if something more powerful and ancient was speaking. "I made sure of that for me, as the mortal, and I will continue to do so for myself, as an immortal." the Doctor paled as her realized it was Bad Wolf speaking, when all of a sudden Rose slumped over, unconscious, her weight draped over River, still preventing her from getting up.