Here's chapter 2! I took a lot of the dialogue in the episode, but Rose will be more and more included so that will change.
Anyway, enjoy!

Rose Part.2

"You alright there, mate?" she asked the man who was now standing up, brushing his jacket.

He turned around, and their eyes locked.

The Doctor blinked twice. "What- Oh yes, I'm alright! Always alright, me!"

There was something off with this girl, that the Doctor couldn't quite place, and he had a feeling that it'd be bugging him until he found out what it was.

"You had fallen to the ground and you were shouting in the air," the blond girl continued from the bench. She looked at him with concern and a hint of amusement.

"Probably the wind that pushed me then!" The man clapsed his hands together. "Well I better be off now, bye!" And without waiting for a response, he ran to the opposite direction. The girl was left confused over this encounter. This man sure was weird, but somehow she didn't feel like she had to be wary of him. Which confused her even more.

As he ran, the Doctor was still pondering over the girl he had just met. The air had felt strange when they had looked at each other, moment which, if the Doctor was being honest, had lasted a bit too long. He shook all thoughts of the girl out of his head, he had other things to think about. The TARDIS had disappeared with Amy and Rory after all.

He stopped running when he thought he was far enough from the park, and dug into his pocket for a device that'd allow him to communicate with the TARDIS. He pulled out a black earphone and quickly put it on his ear.

"Amy? Amy do you hear me?" There was a moment of silence before the answer came.

"Yeah! We're still in the TARDIS. Doctor where are you?" The Doctor cringed at the volume and used his sonic to adjust it. "What the hell happened, Doctor?" Rory's voice continued.

"I'm somewhere on Earth," the Time Lord replied. "And I don't know yet what happened, but I'll find out."

The communication ended with a high buzzing noise, and the Doctor quickly pulled the earphone off his ear. That'd leave him thinking alone then. First, what happened to the TARDIS? It was like the materialising sequence hadn't been completed. And that message, it was an address. 79a Aickman Road. Maybe the TARDIS had wanted him to come here. But there was still something wrong with the TARDIS. He checked his watch. Right, it was early in the morning, so he had time to think things through.

By noon, the Doctor still had no idea of what had happened. His sonic was picking up some weird signals, but it couldn't localise the source, no matter how many times the Doctor would hit the thing. In the end, he had taken money from a machine and decided that he'd eat something. He had ended up to square zero, in the park where the TARDIS had landed. He thought he could hear the TARDIS' noise sometimes, but that would probably be his imagination.

"Hello again," a voice said from behind him. He turned around and almost jumped off the bench in surprise, as the same girl as earlier greeted him. "Sorry, did I startle you?," she asked rhetorically with amused eyes.

"Yes- No- I wasn't expecting to see you again," the Doctor replied hastily. The girl took a seat next to him. "You're still here, then?"

"So are you," she replied with a smile.

Well she had a point, the Doctor thought. "Well it's just that I can't go home." Why was he saying this? It's not like this girl could help him anyway. But he felt like she was safe to talk to. Yet another strange feeling about her then, he would have to keep an eye on her.

"Been thrown out, have you?"

The Doctor should definitely be offended by her making fun of him, but she wasn't so far from the truth. "Something like that, yeah," he said.

Then a silence was left between them, but it wasn't an uncomfortable one. The Doctor was left with his thoughts and trying to figure out why the TARDIS had left him here, but the blonde always came back to his thoughts. He asked the question before even thinking about it.

"What's your name then?"

The girl faced him, her hair moving softly with the wind. "Rose. Rose Tyler."

"Nice to meet you, Rose," the Doctor extended his hand, and Rose shook it. They both felt something like an electricity spark between them at the contact, and they broke the hand shake. "I'm the Doctor," he smiled, and she didn't hesitate to give him a smile of her own.

"Doctor who?," she asked a bit confused. If it continued like that, Rose would be the most confused person on Earth. There was everything strange about this man. From his clothes to his name and his eyes. Now that they close, she could see his geen eyes. And they looked so ancient.

"Just the Doctor." It was like it wasn't the first time he had said this, because she could see the amusement in his eyes.

"Alrigh' then, Mister 'Just the Doctor'," Rose said with a laugh, "I think I know where you can sleep tonight. There's a nice guy who's renting a room not so far from where I live, if you're interested."

Oh, he had almost forgotten about that. He shrugged. "Yeah, sure."

During the few minutes of walking, the Doctor had learnt that Rose was living with her friend and her boyfriend while they where moving out and that Rose was from London. Rose however, didn't learn much from this man, which made her even more curious about him.

They arrived at Aickman Road and the Doctor stared at the sign.

"Something's wrong?" Rose raised a brow.
"No just... Aickman Road, isn't the 79a?" Well that certainly wasn't enlightening the whole situation. But that meant he was where he had to be.

"Yeah, that's the one. You knew about it then?"

"Just saw it in the newspaper," he lied with a shrug.

When they arrived at number 79, Rose faced the Doctor. "Well that's here. I'm just a few houses away, at the 84, over there," she pointed to the direction of the house. "Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."

"Thanks," the Doctor said simply. He watched her walk away for a few seconds. He didn't know humans were that kind. She didn't know him after all, and she had offered him all the help she could provide. Well, now that he had found the mysterious address, he was back to business.

He rang the bell, and waited with a big smile on his lips. Rose's joyful mood was contagious apparently.

The door opened, and a strong man exclaimed, "I love you!"

Well, if that wasn't the nicest welcome he had ever received. "Well that's good, 'cause I'm your new lodger!" The Doctor noticed the stunned man was holding a set of keys, and took it from him. "This is going to be easier than I expected," and entered the house.

From a few houses away, Rose had watched the exchange, and smiled when she saw the Doctor disappearing into the house.

Back there, the man had followed the Doctor. "But I only just put the advert up today!"

"Well aren't you lucky I came along? Very lucky indeed... Who's there?" The Doctor pointed upstairs, where they just heard a noise coming from.

"Just some bloke. He's normal, very quiet," he said as another bang echoed from upstairs. "Usually." But the Doctor wasn't listening to him anymore, he had already walked into the flat.

"Hang on, mate, I'm not sure I want you staying. And give me back those!" The man snatched the keys from the Doctor.

"Oh right, have some rent," the Doctor pulled up the rest of the money he had taken from the machine earlier. "Not sure if it's enough, or too much. I can never tell."

The man stared at the money, then back to the strange man with the bow tie before him. "Sorry, but who are you?"

"I'm the Doctor!," the Time Lord said for the second time today. "Well, they call me the Doctor, I don't know why." And he most certainly didn't know why, what with all the people he had killed. "I call me the Doctor too, still don't know why."

"I'm Craig Owens," the man replied, as he put the money on the table.

"Right, Craig! What is this?" the Doctor pointed to the stain on the ceiling.

"Dry rot? Damp or mildew," Craig shrugged. "I'll get someone to fix it." But the Doctor's attention was still on the stain. "Right, you still haven't seen your room."

The Doctor snapped back to reality. "What? Oh yes, take me to my room!"

After discussing over an omelette cooked by the Doctor, Craig accepted to rent him the room. Craig was surprised by himself when he told the Doctor of his first meeting with Sophie, his friend.

"Where did you learn to cook? That was absolutely brilliant," Craig leaned back in the couch.

"Paris, 18th century. Or 17th. No, no, no, maybe 20th."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a bit weird?"

"They never really stop," the Doctor was amused. "Have you ever been to Paris, Craig?"

"Oh no, I'm not much of a traveler," Craig was looking in the distance, and fondling with the keys, which the Doctor didn't miss.

The Doctor gave a laugh. "I can tell from your sofa, you're starting to look like it."

"Thanks mate, that was lovely," Craig rolled his eyes. He got up and walked to the door, fishing out a set of keys from the table there. "Anyway, here are your keys."

"I can stay?" the Doctor was a bit surprised, but just as much happy. He got up and took the keys.

"Listen, the previous lodger and I, we had an arrangement where if you ever need me out of your, just give me a shout, OK?," Craig winked

"Yeah sure- why would I want that?" the Doctor raised a brow.

"In case you want to bring someone around," Craig started. For some reason Rose's face appeared in the Doctor's mind. Right, it wasn't the time to think of her. "A girlfriend... or a boyfriend?"

The Doctor shook his head. "Oh I will," he started. "By the way, I've got the strangest feeling about that rot. Best not touch it."

And the Doctor walked to his room. He laid on the bed and activated the earphone he was still wearing. "Earth to Pond," he called.

"Doctor!" Amy yelled, and the Doctor flinched.

"Do you mind not wrecking my new earpiece, Pond?"

"Oops, sorry," Rory said.

"How's the TARDIS coping, then?" The Doctor was relieved that both his companions appeared to be fine. But he was worried about his most faiful companion, his ship. If something was wrong with her, he'd have to fix her, quickly.

"See for yourself," he heard Amy say into the mic before hearing the TARDIS' noises. They sounded terribly wrong. But they explained why the TARDIS couldn't materialise properly.

"Oh, nasty. She's locked into a materialisation loop, trying to land again but she can't."

"That's really useful Doctor, thanks," Rory exclaimed.

"Well she found the source of these weird signals you were picking up earlier, and whatever's stopping her is upstairs in that flat. So go upstairs and sort it!" Amy continued, ignoring Rory.

"Rory please tell your wife that I don't know what it is yet. Anything that can stop the TARDIS from landing is scary, big scray!"

"Wait, are you scared?"

"Thanks, Rory," the Doctor replied sarcastically to Rory's comment. "I can't go up there until I know what it is and how to deal with it! It is vital that this "man" upstairs doesn't realise who and what I am," he bounced on the bed. "So no sonicking. No advanced technology. I can only use the commuication devide 'cause we're on scramble." And he jumped back on the floor.

Back to number 84 of Aickman Road, Rose was laying in her bed, her arms folded behind her head. She had met the strangest man, and she was really curious about him. There was something that made her irremediably attracted to him. Maybe she'd see him tomorrow, maybe she'd be lucky enough to learn more about him.

Still good? Or bad?
I'm not sure I'll have the third part up tonight, but I'm working on it!