So sorry I haven't updated anything in a while. Exams have been killing me. And I also shouldn't really start anything new until I finish my other stories, but I had a very vivid dream of this story, and had to get it down. (I think dreaming of this show is just evidence of how far my obsession goes lol). And I do know that this idea has been done many times before, but I thought I'd add my little tidbit into the pot. But yes, hope you enjoy! x
The space station rattled something dreadful as Rose sat in one of its miniscule bedrooms, running her hands over the coarse grey quilt. Sleeping in it was something that she was not looking forwards to. But when she looked at things from a wider perspective, she knew that the comfort of a nights sleep was not her biggest problem. The TARDIS was below them in the centre of the 'planet', and the Doctor had become withdrawn and silent. Every time she touched his shoulder or arm, trying to offer any comfort she could, his muscles tensed and he gritted his teeth. When he went into one of those moods, Rose knew from experience that he would only emerge from it in his own time.
She could hear his raised voice from the bedroom, he was yelling (again) at the crew, begging them to redirect their drills to get to the sapphire box he called his home. The box they called home. It was a strange notion to Rose, imagining life outside of the TARDIS. When you live in a machine that can take you through all of time and space, life outside of it becomes almost impossible. And if it was hard for her to imagine it, she couldn't possibly comprehend what the Doctor was feeling. He'd been with that ship for centuries upon centuries. To be ripped away from something you love so cruelly is something that she wouldn't wish upon anyone. Something in the control room crashed loudly followed by more shouting. Rose lay back on the bed, burrowing her head into the thin pillow, trying to hold back her sobs. All of the emotion and panic that she had stored inside of her was coming to a boiling point. Ever since they lost the TARDIS, she tried her best not to show it, for the Doctor's sake more than her own. Her whining was the last thing he needed. But the thought of never seeing her mother and never seeing her Earth again burned a hole inside of her.
Rose jerked her head up as the door to the bedroom was opened. The Doctor came storming in, bringing with him a cloud of emotions. She could practically feel his feeble attempts at keeping it together breaking. Each string of self control snapping with every breath. He didn't say anything. Just sat by the desk, trying to even out his breath. After a few moments, Rose sat up fully.
"I heard you shouting." Her voice was gentle, she felt like if she raised it too much it would cause him some form of physical harm. The room was so quiet and small that she could hear him swallow, hear the rustle of his clothes as he turned to look at her.
"I, uh…I tried asking nicely. Didn't work so I tried shouting." The Doctor looked down at the grating of the floor, exhausted from the emotions running through him. Rose didn't even ask him if it had worked. She knew it hadn't.
"What's…..what's going to happen?" She asked softly, trying to nudge against the barrier he had no doubt put up.
"They said the best thing they can do is offer us a lift out of here." Nodding slowly, Rose tried to digest it. Something inside of her had kept a spark of hope going, the Doctor could do anything. She believed that with all her heart. But now it seemed as if someone had blown that spark out, leaving a cold cavern where it had been. For once she realised that perhaps the Doctor could be just as helpless as her.
"What are we gonna do?" The Doctor looked up at that, she could see his eyes shifting from side to side, searching for an answer to that burning question.
"I….What can we do? We can't reach the TARDIS. They won't divert their drills, nor have they got any equipment we could use to get to it." With every word he uttered, Rose's heart sank further.
"So….?"
"So…we may have no choice but to go with them. Back to their Earth." The burn of tears erupted in her eyes, but she held them back, trying to quell any guilt the Doctor may be feeling.
"I'm so sorry, Rose. So sorry-"
"Don't, Doctor. It's not your fault. And don't even bother argue with me, because it's not." Discreetly sniffing, Rose turned away and gazed out of one of the porthole like windows. It was kind of beautiful when you really looked at it. The never ending expanse of black velvet, lighted by the burning ambers and scarlet that was the black hole. An emerald haze was slowly curling around it, no doubt being sucked into its depths.
"Rose?"
"Yeah?" She kept her eyes on the black hole, her gaze following the haze as it disappeared.
"I don't think that I can fix this." The quiet admission in the small bedroom, bathed in the light of the black hole sounded more broken than anything she had ever heard.
"That's o.k. Like I said, Doctor. Stuck with you. That's not so bad."
"We'll have to live a normal life. We'll have to get jobs. And….and have stable incomes, and…"
"And?" Rose prompted softly, closing her eyes as the glittering emerald cloud finally disappeared.
"And I'm scared." Tearing her gaze away from the porthole, she studied him. The suit he donned usually made him look important and almost intimidating if you didn't know him. His eyes were wide and looked as if they held as much knowledge as the universe itself. But in the light of the black hole he looked like a little boy who had been dressing up in his daddy's suits, forgetting to swap his dirty converse for something smarter. Now his eyes looked like they had seen too much pain, soft and brown, gazing at Rose for any form of help she could give him. She shifted herself from the bed, walking carefully over to him and placing herself on his lap.
"You're not gonna leave me, are you?" She whispered into his shoulder, wrapping her fingers around his.
"Of course not." His surprise at her question was evident in his voice.
"Then we can be scared together." A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, before falling away and landing beside the TARDIS in the pits of the planet.
Hope you liked it. I could have the next chapter up this weekend if you do, so lemme know! xx
