Title: Why?
Pairings: Rose/10th
Summary:
Rose has questions; the Doctor doesn't have the answers. What
happens when things go from warm to cold? Can the Doctor and Rose
figure things out, or have they already been chosen for them?
Rose
Disclaimer:
I don't own Dr Who, it's scripts, casts or
crew.
'Some
things are worth getting your broken for'
"Doctor" Rose asked softly sitting at the kitchen table, "Why her?"
"Why her what?" the Doctor asked.
"Why her? Why her brain, her heart, her…love" Rose whispered the last word.
"I don't know why Rose, she had a fairly advanced brain for a human, but her heart was average if you ask me; she just worked too hard" he replied.
"And her love?"
"There isn't an answer you want to hear Rose, so why ask the question?" the Doctor looked at her.
"I don't know really, just sort of came out" Rose stirred her tea.
"I want to tell you it meant nothing, but she saw me Rose, she understood me and she remembered it" the Doctor smiled slightly.
"Who else has understood you?" Rose asked curious.
"For a brief moment…you. You saw everything, felt everything I felt, understood everything. As soon as I took the vortex out of you, it suppressed the memory; otherwise you would have died" the Doctor replied.
"Preferred me to die than you" Rose sniffed, "Oh what is that smell?"
"Don't change the…my God it's alive!" the Doctor gagged
"Where is it coming from?"
"How should I know, I've been with you" the Doctor stared at her with disbelief
"DOCTOR! ROSE!" Mickey called, running to the kitchen
"Mickey the Idiot" the Doctor growled, "What have you done?"
"I went into a room, and it just started spraying…it won't stop!" Mickey puffed
Rose burst out laughing, "You went into the room with the red door didn't you?"
"Yea why? Somethin' wrong with it?"
"Only that it hates new people" Rose burst, still laughing, "I was snagged in it last year!" Rose faced the Doctor, "You remember last year just after I came along?"
"Oh that's right, you were smelling foul for days!" the Doctor grinned
Doctor
She wants answers but they aren't the ones that would make her happy, maybe she doesn't want to be made happy. Rose would have to be the most unbelievably complex human I've met. Somehow though, she makes me laugh, just when I thought my mouth couldn't even form a grin, I'm laughing. It does help that Mickey the Idiot just stepped into the red room!
"You ok?" Rose asked me, Mickey had left obviously to go wash
"I will be" I smile for her
"Don't lie to me Doctor, she may have been into your head, but I've spent the past year and a bit with you and you are just as bad a liar than you were in your last body" Rose smiled at him, she did know him.
"How do you do that?"
"What?"
"That…" he gestured nothing in particular, words were at a loss for him.
"What read you like a book?" Rose grinned
"Yes, that" she can even understand my wild gestures…interesting.
"She may have been able to look into your mind, tell you how lonely you were. But it doesn't mean that she knows you better than me. Yes Doctor, she may have been able to see things within your mind I won't ever see…but I know you. I know your routine, your habits; I have history with you that she would never have. Not because she died either, but because the history we have is exclusive to us, you just have a kiss, a touch and a dance. All the things we can never have, so you fell for her" Rose finished, wow, she still amazes me.
"How can you be so immature one minute, sulky the next and then completely understanding and beautiful the next?" the Doctor looked at her, there has to be something feeding her this. Or she's just grown up.
"Firstly, everyone reserves the right to immature every now and then, granted I am more than sometimes. However, you are too uptight so one of us has to have fun. Secondly, I'm a female, we sulk, and men drink beer. Thirdly, I understand most of what you tell me, the important stuff at least. Fourthly, I thought I'd be beautiful all the time, but you obviously only see beauty when I'm performing at Madame's level" Rose huffed, "Just so you know, this is me being sulky"
The Doctor watched Rose storm out, how is it possible for things between them go from warm to cold in seconds. It's almost as if they are drowning in something and they reach the surface only after the waves are gone. He sat and stared at her still half full cup of tea, steam was still rising from it. "Humans"
The Doctor left his cup of tea on the counter as well, following the direction he knew she would take. Reaching her room the door was ajar, he stopped. Her sobs broke through the crack, "What have I done now?" he went to open the door only to stop again.
"I'm not sure what to do anymore" It was Rose, she was talking to someone, but there was no one around, "He left without even realising I would be stuck. I know you would've taken me home, this, you are my home now. Yea, he'd probably laugh at me, calling me crazy to hear me talking to you, the TARDIS. He just doesn't get it does he? It's not that he left without thinking to go save her; it's that he left without saying goodbye. I stood there for five and a half hours waiting, all because the stupid sod hadn't said goodbye, how stupid am I? I guess you'd have to be stupid to be in-love with a Time Lord, you would know though wouldn't you? You've been with him for the whole 900 years haven't you? The only one to get close to him, at least enough to get some affection back…yea I see how he strokes you"
Time to step in, "Rose? Are you in there?"
"No"
"Rose"
"I'm not…"
"Look Rose, I think we need to talk" the Doctor walked in, "Before you go off at me, my eyes are shut so get dressed if need be"
"Wouldn't matter, I'm not being smart…not beautiful anyway"
"Oh come on Rose, I didn't mean it like that and you know it!" he snapped opened his eyes, "You have always been beautiful"
"That's not what you said a few minutes ago" Rose was being stubborn, something they had in common.
"What I said a few minutes ago came out wrong" the Doctor answer through gritted teeth before sighing, "You would have to be the most complex human I've met!"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Rose snapped
"You…you are everywhere! You feel everything, you are defenceless and yet you will stand in front of the Emperor of the Daleks and tell him even he can die. You have the uncanny ability to read into everything I say or gesture…how do you know what I'm saying when I do this?" the Doctor began to gesture wildly
"Hey! That is not something you should be saying about my mum" Rose snapped, she was doing that a lot today
"How do you do that?"
"I don't do anything"
"Then how do you know what I was saying?"
"How should I know, I just seem to hear it" Rose sighed, "I hear a lot of things"
She hears things? "Like what exactly?"
"I don't know, the TARDIS, you're gestures…is it the TARDIS translating them?" Rose jumped
"No, otherwise my other companions would be able to know what I was saying" the Doctor was puzzled
"Don't know then, maybe I just know you well enough" Rose grinned, and we're back to warm and fuzzy…little less fuzz.
"Hmm…but as I was saying you are the most complex human I've encountered, including Madame de Pompadour" the Doctor grinned, "You have done something no one has ever lived to tell…you took in the Time Vortex and you saved me" Rose's grin faded.
"I killed you"
"No, no…well yes that body, but I'm still here" the Doctor jumped up, "Look, still me, just a new body…why do I feel we've had this conversation before? Anyway, you saved me Rose, something I don't think even Madame de Pompadour could have done"
"Stop trying to make me feel better" Rose whispered, "It won't change what happened"
"No it won't, but I'm sorry Rose" he lifted her chin, "I'm sorry I left without saying goodbye, without giving a reason, without thinking" She looks so sad, "I can't change what happened"
"Then tell me why her?"
And we are back to the beginning, "Like I said there isn't an answer you want to hear"
"Let me decide that, now tell me"
A/N: My
first Dr Who fic, please be nice… Fyre-Anjel
